When I was about to enter senior high school, my mother tried to convince me to choose the arts. She believed I wasn’t academically strong enough for science.
Now i wished i had listened not because i couldn't handle it but because i found something that I truly enjoyed doing.
I started learning the piano at 12. I had a great teacher, but at first, it didn’t really click. It just felt like another thing to do nothing special.
Everything changed when I finally had a keyboard close to me.
I became completely drawn to it. Now, I can’t see a piano or keyboard without wanting to play. And when I don’t play, I feel… incomplete.
What started as something small has become a part of who I am.
And now, I’m planning to take that passion to a classical level.
Music, for me, is not just sound—it’s everything.
In my saddest moments, music is what heals me.
In my happiest moments, music is how I celebrate.
Music is not just something I do.
It’s something I feel.
It’s something I live.
Music is my therapy
See you tomorrow fam and good morning, good afternoon and good night to you all.
❤️❤️
