April came over today so that we'd practice our instruments. She had her flute and violin, I had my viola and guitar. I went for an hour and a half, maybe more or maybe less, but I really couldn't concentrate and keep up.

It's a shame really, because I used to be good for hours when I was in school. Today, even when I stopped, April kept going for at least another hour. I admired that really, she has such patience and resilience with her instruments. She won't stop until she gets something right.

I don't have that virtue. If I don't get something right, I'll dwell on it in a different way. Not positively, I assure you. I get frustrated, I get overwhelmed, I give up, then I regret. It doesn't help when my parents start yelling at me to quiet down the racket.

When April left, I just sat around for a while thinking about what to do. My parents where going to be home soon, so my options were very limited. And when they did come, they were of course in a bad mood.

Fortunately, they were going to meet with church friends at the park, which meant I had the house to myself until sunset. I started reading over this sheet music that April was nice enough to borrow from the library for me, trying to imagine what the notes would sound like.

Finally I just picked up the viola and practiced hard for another hour, before finally settling down and watching Dogtown and Z-boys.

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