Musical INSTRUMENTS. yes, it's different than the last one

Between the ages of four and five, I began learning to play the piano from a beloved teacher name Becky (now a mother, thus no longer a teacher). My first lesson included banging on the old piano but singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star quite well. Or so I am told. Today, I continue to play the piano at the age of thirteen, more than nine years after my initial lesson. With a different teacher... Last summer, my dad started to teach me to play the guitar on his old acoustic guitar that was (and still is, as I found out today) missing the last string. :( Anyhow, as I walked home from my piano teacher's house today, I heard someone playing the guitar and singing a little song. I couldn't distinguish words. But that doesn't matter. As I continued down the street I started making up my own song in my head and then thinking about playing the guitar. Or learning how to play. I eventually found the guitar (in the basement- surprise!) and realized that I no longer remembered the minimal amount of chords I learned last year. Last year I remember proudly (but slowly...) playing Puff the Magic Dragon on the guitar with one missing string. How will I learn to play if it's missing a string? Must look into this...Perhaps I can purchase one guitar string. Hmm... This seems to be turning into an autobiography titled Harper's Musical Past. So, yes, I play the piano, dance, try to learn to play the guitar, and manage a fair GPA all at the same time. Yes, I could be crazy. But maybe we all are. I'll just leave it at that. Come back and read more!