The Stream of Consciousness of a Performing Pianist

I used to think that only I got nervous for performances, for public speaking, for…well, really, anything public.  And memorized. But, after Interlochen, after hearing pretty much everyone admitted to stage fright (including my teacher, who is a world-class performer and phd of Juilliard…she had a particularly horrifying live-performance horror story), and watching some amazingly talented friends screw up, I […]

Meanwhile, piano…

Ok. So Interlochen. I’m obsessed with piano. Not even joking. I have not hung out with anyone. I came back, people invited me over, and I said no.  Because I wanted to practice piano. What just happened? I didn’t even realize it until two weeks went by and I had hung out one time. And that […]

Friend ML

I honestly don’t know how I didn’t see this coming. Reading through all my ‘IJournals’….um, it was obvious. But here’s my defense. Friend ML is nice to everyone. And he does random acts of kindness for everyone. And he sort of didn’t do that for me. Like, he wouldn’t hug me at random times although everyone else did. But […]

IJournals: 42 (8/6)

So I’m not actually writing this in the airport, but I just wanted to record it. My plane had a freaking 8 hour layover. It was only supposed to be 3. I sat a in dark corner of the airport and just called people. I called friend SH first, and he was so cute and […]

Friend ML

Everything’s so messed up. I’m back from camp. Literally the night of the day I get back…Friend ML chats me. We are talking and stuff because I love this guy. He’s amazing and sweet and honestly the best person I’ve ever met. And I’m stoked to have him as a close friend even though we live on […]

IJournals: 41 (8/5)

    I’m on the plane going from TVC to Chicago. But let me back up. This morning was sweet and sad. I walked over to stone early to say goodbye to the piano family. I was quiet and it was sad, but we were al trying to be cheerful and joke around. I left […]

IJournals: 40 (8/5)

Yesterday was the last full day. The cabin went to Bud’s for breakfast, and we ran straight to the awards ceremony where I got a Fine Arts Award! Then I packed. Friend MK was already crying, and I wasn’t, but when I hit the cabin and saw all the suitcases and everyone packing, I teared […]