Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Second Essay

I use to hate playing guitar. Mainly because I sucked at it. During freshmen year I loved playing guitar hero. I got inspired to play guitar after that. I met my guitar teacher frank and I wanted to take the class. The first month sucked because I had a hard time learning. I couldn't even hit one string without hitting the others by accident. I was the worst student in the class. Everyone made me feel like crap everyday. The teacher let me borrow one of his acoustic guitars and i took it home. I took it out and messed with it for like 3 seconds and said. Screw it! Im gonna go play guitar hero. I became an expert on guitar hero. I use to think it was the same thing as playing an actual guitar. I was wrong.
Then one day I was on my roof top thinking about life. I always asked myself what are you gonna do with your life. I don't do well in school much. Playing video games wont get you anywhere in life. So one day i started to observe my class mates in guitar class and copied everything they played. At one point I started to like playing guitar and it became addicting. I practiced pretty much every day because I had nothing better to do with my life. I became the best student after one year of playing guitar. I use to hate playing a real guitar because i felt bad whenever someone was better than me. Now No one is better than me in the entire school.

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