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★ The Quest to Ambidexterity ★

Monday, August 22, 2011 ( 9:58 PM )

All proudly (and maybe not so proudly) written with my left hand. Random thoughts conveyed from my mind, channelled through my subdominant hand and onto paper! Yes, there is random crap, pictures, smiley faces, scribbles, even some sad attempts at judging shorthand and chinese characters! Whatever I was thinking. How chaotic.
[And yes, it is funnily enough in my music folder...hmmm]

I have a new obsession and/or goal, and that is to train myself to be ambidextrous. Seeing as I am a pianist and a fairly good typer (typist? is that a word?) I am supposedly partially ambidextrous, but my left hand writing is so bad it's not funny. The thing about it, is that I want to be able to perform all tasks with both hands equally. And maybe it'll train my brain to think a little differently too. The more you use your brain the heavier it becomes! I need to work on my memory too, and not the selective memorising thing I have going on, but that will come later.

Of course, like any other obsession, I've done research and read many tutorials and stuff, but the topic has come up before. My grandad was ambidextrous. I've always been fascinated by why we do things a certain way, so I observe how people write, how they hold their pens and obviously which hand they use. (I also observe their writing faces, entertaining stuff.) Also the topic of genetics and cross dominance has stirred up the quest for some time. But I think since I'm becoming bored with almost being normal, I need to become as far from normal as possible. Not that it should be much of a problem.

I'm starting by doing more everyday tasks with my left hand. Like doing dishes and holding the sponge in the opposite hand, or turning on the tap with the opposite hand, or turning on the light with the opposite hand, whatever. It's been neglected for so long, I feel sorry for it.

I'm teaching my sisters to be ambidextrous too. Sharing the love haha.
It's hard, switching hands. It just feels so uncomfortable! Ah well. Hopefully if I can keep this up for 10 years or so, when I'm a fat and ugly 24 year old I'll be proficient in both hands. That's the goal.

Watch me struggle people. And try it sometime, it's really quite fun, and also quite frustrating. I don't know why I want to put myself through the unnecessary frustration. Maybe the frustration will one day be satisfaction.
And it's helping me with my antisocialness!

Truly multitasking here.