Torie, the wishywashy pianist who wishes she was superior

I'm going back to a small font. Forgive my wishywashyness.

I think Craig inadvertently discovered what really gets me going - competition. During our last session, he introduced me to the Beethoven sonata and casually mentioned that another student of his was playing as well.

Well then. I'll learn it more quickly, play it more accurately, and play it with greater poignancy. Everyone shall sniffle, tuck away their handkerchiefs, and wipe away tears when I hit the last measures of the piece!

No, but really. I don't know what it is that makes me tick about this sort of thing... I think it's some Asian complex where you have to know you're superior or else life is going to come crashing down on you and you're destined for fail for the rest of your life.

So melodramatic... but true. In my head, I've created a fierce battle between me and Craig's other student in the arena of Craig's living room. Rah! Bring it on! I've been studying my Beethoven and watching countless interpretations on YouTube.

Tonight! Going over to Alex's for his get together. I think we'll all nip into his hot tub and eat all his food. Hurrah! Hurrah for warm water and unhealthy snacks!