Tell me more about your Solo competitions?!?! You NEVER told me when we were in Melbourne!!!
Ugh….. (reluctance)……….. do I really have to tell you about the TRAUMA………………..
Was it traumatising!?!?!?
No but I’m just being dramatic…
Why do you want to know so many of my high school stories today, anyway?
I don’t know. It’s just the more you’re telling me, the more I’m feeling curious. You just say stuff and then skip over it and then I’m reading and re-reading and then like, “Hang on… she didn’t explain that part!”
Mmm… sigh…. where do I begin with the Solo stuff…
WHAT was TRAUMATISING?!!
Ugh… my parents were there…
That was traumatising?!?!?
I was doing better before they got there.
What do you mean?
Every year. Every competition. I was doing just fine, before the LAST TIME — the LAST COMPETITION I EVER DID — because my parents were there — and MY VOICE CRACKED — IN FRONT OF THEM.
(In shock…) Your voice cracked because your PARENTS were THERE?!!?
Yeah… they made me nervous.
Why?!
Because they’re NEVER THERE!!! — ALL OF A SUDDEN THEY’RE THERE?!?!?!? I’M NOT USED TO IT!!!! I’M SOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH BETTER WHEN THEY’RE NOT EVEN THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is so weird. Most people WANT their parents to BE THERE. Look at Taylor Swift’s parents — EVERY. SINGLE. CONCERT. — THEY ARE THERE!
Yeah. I don’t have that kind of performance relationship with my parents. I was doing way better before they were there.
How did that come about?!
I don’t know… (shrugs shoulders)… They’re always back and forth between Australia and Taiwan, they’re always busy with other stuff — business — whatever — I don’t know, they just never showed up to any of the competitions until that day — they actually had time to come.
The piano? The singing? The musicals?! Your parents were never there?! Except for the “last” time — ?!
Yeah. After that time that my voice cracked — I just quit. I didn’t want to do it again.
What….
I got over it by uni days! I had fun singing karaoke with the mutual friends! But I’m not getting on stage in front of strangers to do a performance or sing or anything like that. I’m not doing that.
Because your PARENTS were THERE?!?!?! — I think you need to see a psychologist about this, honestly…
(LOL)………………..
Was it like Chappell Roan — Pink Pony Club?!
No……..
Why not?
I wasn’t… dancing around… like at a “pink pony club”… ?!
What were you singing?!?!?!
I can’t remember… maybe a German opera……………
(Chuckles) — A GERMAN OPERA?!?!?!! — YOU SPEAK GERMAN?!?!?!
No, of course not! The teacher picked it! I just learned to SING in GERMAN. It was part of the COMPETITION!!!
Your teacher — the one with the track record for ALWAYS WINNING — picked YOU — to do the SOLO — GERMAN OPERA — FOR THE COMPETITION…
Yes but MY VOICE CRACKED. IT WAS FUCKIN’ EMBARASSING!!!!!!!!
(OMG…………………………………)
And you blame your parents?!?!!?
NOTHING ELSE FUCKIN’ THREW ME OFF. OKAY?!?!!? I WAS FUCKIN GOOD UNTIL THAT DAY.
Oh… my… god… I think I know your… “neurosis”…………………………..
What?!?!! What do you know?!?!!?!?!?
Umm… I’m very happy when my parents are in the audience.
Okay?!!?! GOOD FOR YOU!??!?!!?!?!
But honestly — I think — I will be weird… if you’re there………………….
Oh…?!?! REALLY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
Yeah…………… I just think……………. not all of a sudden?!?!!? It’s too… “new” — of an experience — maybe if you were occasionally there at a rehearsal? At a sound check then bounce?! Elsewhere?!?! Like — here and there — gradually — but not like — ALL OF A SUDDEN DURING A SOLD-OUT CONCERT — Yeah. I don’t think I could handle that either…
Hmmm……… okay………………… so… I’m not going to New York for your concert, then?
Hmmm?!?!?!
I have tickets… but I probably will sell them….
Oh? You’ve decided?
Well — from this conversation?! — Maybe — maybe that’s the best decision. Maybe it would’ve been different if I hadn’t remembered you yet?! But now — you’re too self-conscious about it… and… I haven’t really found another friend to come with me and… I don’t know if I can even get away — the timing — the exact dates — it’s a bit awkward with my studies… it’s not aligning… evidently? The Universe is not making it align easily for me…
Okay fine. Don’t come. I’ll relax about it more if you’re not there.
(LOL) — SEE?!?!?! THAT’S HOW I FELT ABOUT MY PARENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah… I get it…………. I’m still blown away you learned a German opera to sing… is that… difficult to sing?
I don’t know… (Googling..)
Yes, German opera is generally considered one of the most difficult styles of opera to sing, mainly due to the demanding vocal range, complex phrasing, and the need for precise diction to project lyrics clearly over a large orchestra, often requiring a powerful voice to carry through the music.
(LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL)…………….
I’m… not laughing… YOU’RE LAUGHING?!?!?!?!
I don’t think I have it in my anymore, anyway… that was a long time ago…
You know, I don’t think me or my bros could sing German opera even if we wanted to try it…
Why not?! It’s not hard?!?! 16 year old high school girls can do it — as long as their parents aren’t there in the audience… (shrugs shoulders)………….
(LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL)
I just feel bad about my teacher… I ruined her perfect streak…
WHAT?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Yeah… and then SHE apologised to ME… she said, “I’m sorry, I pushed you too hard…” — but it wasn’t even HER fault — IT WAS MY PARENTS!!!!!!!!
I’m still wrapping my head around your teacher’s “perfect streak” —
Her reputation — any girl coached by her — wins.
(WTF) ——–
I ruined it!!! My parents RUINED IT!!! — THE SHAME — THE DISHONOUR!!! — So embarrassing!!! — Literally TRAUMATISING!!!!
What were your parents even doing?! Were they doing anything while watching you?!
No… nothing… they were just looking at me and smiling…
(OMG)………………… (Chuckling?! Laughing?!?!!? Can’t stand the thought of this now!?!?!?)
What?!?!?! WHAT IS THIS REACTION?!?!!?!?
I just… I don’t know, I kinda feel bad for your parents, too…
Why?!?!?!
Because — THEY LOVE YOU — AND YOU WERE EMBARASSED!!!!
Yeah… maybe we need family group therapy……………………………..
(LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL)
I think it was just the Universe’s way of telling me — DON’T try to be an OPERA SINGER — GO TO MELBOURNE UNI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Smiles) — WOW — It was that close, wasn’t it?!?!!?!?
Maybe… I don’t know… I also wanted fashion? Fashion design? I didn’t know what I wanted… I don’t know… but… it was just a “sign” for me — meh, that’s enough singing. (Shrugs shoulders)…
(LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL)
Whaaaat!??! You keep laughing at meeeeeeee………….
Because YOU’RE SO CUTE!!!! ^__^!!! ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ (Hugs hugs hugs hugs hugs)
MMmm…. (kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss)……………………….
