Cis, she/her/hers. White. Pansexual.
People call me various things. Teela, Teelar, Tee-tee, Teelch, Tuula, that Chick, Choir Mommy.
Choir and opera person (lyric soprano with the possibility of extending into a coloratura? but also apparently I might become a mezzo again?). There are lots of things that I like, and many will appear here.
If there is something on my blog that triggers you and I do not tag it, PLEASE send me an ask to tell me what it is. You can be anonymous, or not. Whatever is comfy for you.
My ask is always open.
Have some cookies and tea and a blanket for your stay.
do you ever just get a vibe that someone has a crush on you and then you’re not sure if they actually do or if you’re just really really self-absorbed
Made brownies with a friend at BCM’s kitchen and then did like four loads of dishes by hand because there were a lot of dirty dishes and I wanted to do them while Nardge did his homework
Finished them before he was finished, joined him in the Lounge Room of BCM and promptly fell asleep in one of the chairs
I’m starting workouts tomorrow… *sigh*
that was totally shoutout
I live for these tumblr shoutouts
It was totally a shoutout
John Astin (Gomez Addams) on Carolyn Jones (Morticia Addams)
The faculty recital I went to was a piano recital from our opera master and in the middle of the waltz set all of a sudden I had to cough but it would have been SUPER rude
So I’m trying to suppress this cough but that’s super difficult and it basically just looks like my body is seizing up because I’m stopping air from escaping my body in a violent fashion and my body just kind of expands and stays there
And the two guys on either side of me got really concerned despite the fact that I was trying to be like oh no I’m just seizing forward to look at my program again and they both at one point placed their hands on my back
just bc someone has low self esteem or has depression doesnt mean theyre not fucking disgusting and manipulative and i keep having to learn this lesson over and over
If someone uses their mental illnesses as an excuse to hurt you without apologizing you get the fuck out of there. My abuser would use it as an excuse and make me feel guilty for my hurt feelings because it wasn’t his fault he was cruel to me.