I believe in coffee.

I am having the best day ever. Seriously.

I didn't ever expect it to be good. I'm sick again and I woke up with most of my voice shot to hell. However, I think a random cup of coffee completely did the trick. Normally, coffee is not my bag. BUT! I managed to have a great teaching day, and came home, taught two students, and practiced about two and a half hours. I'm pressure learning the first movement of Chopin's 1st Concerto in e minor, Op. 11 and the next week or so I have to just slam out notes. It needs to be ready to perform by mid/late July and I can tell you right now, that is NOT enough time on my normal learning watch. However, I am pretty much rocking out the learning process and piano is SQUEE and I am SQUEE and pretty happy.

I haven't even seen my favorite person yet. That's in another hour. Seriously, can my day get better? If all my days are this good on coffee, I want some more!

Things I learned today.

I have learned that I like to talk my problems out. They need to be voiced, and aired and sometimes tantrum-ed. However, right now, I only have one person who is my main outlet. The problem becomes that the more I tantrum at him, the more he thinks I'm crazy but I need the outlet! If not, I just gorge on it like a fat kid on cake, then the problem gets 20 times worse than it originally is.

Emotions are overwhelming. Why can't I just be happy and pleasant all the time?

Peeve

There's someone I really like and when they blow me off I get really mad. I just had to put this out there somewhere.

Day 11 - A photo I took recently.

Doesn't it look tasty? It's the hamachi sashimi at Hakata Ton Ton, a place that specializes in pork. I've been keeping a "food blog" of sorts -- just pictures of food at different restaurants in NY that have been amazing and look pretty so this is a recent one.

It also has a wonderful story. Over break, we were packing up JP's apartment. At some point, I finally crashed and took a nap (aka "went plah") on his bed. I had planned to stay in since he was meeting a friend from HS at a bar and I wasn't particularly interested or invited. However, he did ask me along, stating that she might be all over her new boyfriend, and the bar might suck so he waned my company. After failsaucing at the bar (there was a line allllll the way around the corner, and it seemed expensive, not worth it and it was freezing out), he suggests that we get something to eat. Halfway there, I recognize where we're going, and omg, I love Hakata Ton Ton, almost as much as I love Cha An. Turns out he had made a reservation and was surprising me as a thank you for helping him pack up. Sweet and barfable? Yes. Oh by the way, the food was amazing.

Remiss

I have been completely remiss in updating my blog. Granted, I'm not surprised. I've had more of a social life in the past seven months than I have my entire life. Last month, I started by having my graduate school audition, followed by a really awesome costume party. I sang at an open mic sort of thing at Cooper Union, and the last two weeks were devoted to helping my friend move from Harlem up further north into Washington Heights/Inwood and that took nearly all of spring break. The last few days when I got to relax, we ended up going to the biggest Japanese bookstore in the US, Kinokuniya, where I spent five hours of my life.

I guess I could also use a few more girlfriends to do stuff with but that's a small complaint. When I spend hours and days and weeks with the same person, I guess your girlfriends tend to not assume you're not available which is pretty much true. I suck.

Maybe some shares to come soon.