I learned to never take my playing too seriously. One time in college, my roomate and I each performed these trumpet exams called, a jury. We both played right next to each other so we recorded our performances for each other. I played a pretty difficult piece, but felt I had it mastered. When it came time to play, however, I just got dizzy and froze and played absolutely awful. I got a D for my grade and probably didn't even deserve that good. I got back to my room and immediately erased the tape of my self. When My roomate arrived, he was very red-faced and said that, he too, totally folded and choked. He was very angry with himself. But unlike me, he put the tape in and had me listen to it. WHen we got to the parts where he squaked and splattered notes, we both looked at each other and started giggling. By the time his awful performance was over we were laughing our asses off. Then, I remembered that I had erased my tape and felt immediately saddened by it. I needed to share it with my friend and laugh at myself with him.