Blog.It.OUT!

I always wish for a unique & appropriate outlet to channel my inner monster. Piano is nice, but piano music does more of healing & I don't want to turn my beautiful piano memories into some sort of monstrous hell. I respect the bloody piano & I leave a room in my heart for respect.

In my teenage years, I did long-distant running to gush out my monster, but now in my mid-30s, my knees sort of hurt & it is damn embarrassing to admit I can't really feel my lower-half? As in... I constantly feel numb... Bloody idiot, I should have gone for marathons when I was young & fit What Was I Doing?!!

Dance feels amazing on me & I've never felt gorgeous if not for dance but at the same time, dance also drains me so much I feel like I need to be some cool kid. Obviously, I am pretty cool. But the pressure to perform?! Even piano never made me felt pressurized simply because the piano tone is ever-beautiful.

I've been on this Blog since my pre-teen years! Before the entire social media blowup, I was already here using mountains of vulgarities, innocently of course, happily announcing to the whole world my daily amusement. I've deleted so many posts off this Blog that I wonder if I ever blogged. Actually, what made me delete my old posts? I don't judge my own horrendous past!

Feeling sad that I only treasure my Blog after so many years. Parallel to how I looked back & reconnected with some old friends/neighbors/students & instead of feeling happy, I feel awkward??!! I'm such a weird bitch I swear I have always been autistic but never diagnosed.

Whatever monster in me - let me blog it out. I don't need to be married I swear I hate all men. I don't need to be rich I truly have passions. I don't need to be so pretty I think I'm mild gorgeous already? Just allow me to Blog My Heart Out. My language may ruin your soul. My stories may make you lose respect for me. My thoughts may be extremely offensive.

And this is why I need to blog. I have this blog. I must must must blog.

Friends, join me here?

Someone whom knew me for years reminded me - that I used to be sooooo street and no where near where I am now. That felt like both a insult & a compliment. Indeed, I remember starting off at a place that seem very far away...

Nowadays, I feel like I am someone of high caliber. But ever since Covid, I enjoyed using vulgarities in my thoughts & my speech. What. is. happening?

Well, I believe in using idiotic means to deal with idiots. I won't hesitate to use vulgarities, force (I hope I ain't a weakling), & go all the way to deal with idiots. I can't wait! It's fun to fight! To me la...

But something feels... off. It feels like the world is spilt into half...

On one side, we have people of high musical caliber, mostly traditional old-schoolers, neat, detailed... On another end, we have people with....extremely high ego, terrible coordination & explosive thoughts?! I can't articulate my thoughts that well yet, I may not know what I am talking about because even I am going through a transitional phrase.

Just yesterday, I enjoyed music soooo much, had more accompaniment jobs etc... Then today, I sort of feel like I hate one of my all-time favourite student??!!

So glad I have this Blog. Dear Blog, I need you more than you need me. Peace out.

Today felt very heavy for me. It's my first time telling a parent that I do not like their child - as a teacher. In the past, I have had discussions with my students, especially teenagers, on what we like and don't like about each other as teacher and student. Any arguments or disagreements - I've solved them one-on-one, face-to-face, with whomever I had a 'problem' with.

But today felt so heavy, so huge BUT I FEEL SO FUCKING HAPPY! I always felt...that this particular student brought out the demon in myself. Not blaming though - I could be some fucking demon, so could you - eventually, everyone & no one can judge us, whatever!

Because of this incident, I changed my blog heading to A Female Piano Teacher's Feelings. I always trusted that Music is a feeling, before everything else. So this blog will be about my feelings.

As for the word "Female" - I firmly believed that the piano is designed for Females to enjoy, succeed & blossom. I sound sexist - but I know I am not.

To letting go & newer feelings! Enjoy.