I know that I talk a lot about music, but I really don't think any of you truly understand what music means to me. So I am going to talk about it some more just to get it through your tiny heads. Or big heads. I don't really know how big your heads are... Anywho music is probably my best friend. When no one understands me, music does. There is always that song that fits your situation perfectly, which makes me feel a whole lot better about myself knowing that someone has been through the same thing. So there's that, and the fact that it won't ever leave you. It won't say it will be there for you forever and always, to infinity and beyond, and then ditch you for something that WASN'T EVEN YOUR FAULT AND THEN PURPOSELY GO BECOME FRIENDS WITH SOMEONE YOU DON'T LIKE TO MAKE YOU MAD. Yeah. Music doesn't do that. But some music does different things for me than other music. Well known and up-beat pop gets me in a very singy and dancy mood, which is good. Country just makes me genuinely very happy, and reminds me a lot of summer, which is SO CLOSE RIGHT NOW I CAN ALMOST TASTE IT. And finally, there is that artist that only you know about who writes really good music that actually makes sense and not that stupid pop stuff that is on the radio 24/7 that sound like a bunch of ten year olds came up with the lyrics. My personal favorite artist that no one knows about is Imogene Heap. She is amazing. Her lyrics are so deep and the melodys and harmonies she comes up with are insane. Her music goes into your soul and makes you feel bad about yourself that you can't write something like that. It just speaks to me... Gives me this feeling that makes me happier than anything else could. And I have no idea why. Harry Potter does the same thing... It is a mystery.
Summer. Summer. Summer. That is literally the only word in my head nowadays. I could literally NOT come fast enough, because boy do I need a break. The end of the year brings something out in teenage girls, and they get all riled up and start a bunch of un-needed drama and it is just very frustrating and distracting. And ugh. School. It's still going. Just... going. Not well, but not terribly. Just going. But of course we have a lot of homework, and studying, and tests, and all that good stuff PLUS I have to find shoes for promotion. IT'S ALL JUST SO HARD. I honestly don't understand how the adults in our lives think we can do this. But I am kind of a fighter I guess so I won't give up yet. Only two more weeks of math class. I can do this. Math is the death of me, so if I can make it through the year without having a total and complete mental breakdown because of it, I may be able to get myself together for the next like ten years of my life that I will have to take math.
You hae no idea how hard it is to get myself up in the mornings these days... it's like trying to push a boulder up a hill... IT DOESN'T WORK. And then I have to put on clothes and make up and blah blah blah it's all really boring and omg you have no idea how tired I am I just got back from Washington DC for my step Grandmother's memorial service which was actually very lovely and it is beautiiful there and they always have good food so it was actually a very enriching experience okay goodnight people. |
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