Three cheers for music! Hip-hip HUZZAH!

*burps*
So this isn't going to be an inspirational blog or anything.
I just feel like typing and stuff.

So you know about this thing we call music, right? Yeah, that stuff that comes in pretty tunes that comes out of things called speakers that can be found in your home on a radio, or in your car
Well, I am in love with this thing called music. If it weren't for music, I would be extremely miserable. Seriously. Music is what's getting me through all this tough stuff with my dad's drinking and us not having much money every month for food or anything. Whenever I'm down, I listen to music. Which is pretty much impossible, cause I'm listening to it whether or not I'm blue. Or green. I'd rather be green That would kick gas. But anyway, my mom chewed me out today. She yelled at me, cause I'm too into music. Is there a such thing? I think not. D: But she yelled at me saying "All you do is listen to music, you listen to music during the day, you listen to it when you sleep, no wonder you're so brain dead, your brain can't function when it's surrounded by music!"

My brain functions perfectly fine, thank you very much. I've never been able to concentrate on certain things for certain periods of time. But that all changed with this thing called music
I like to pick apart the songs. I get so into it that I'm pulling drum beats out, drumming along, humming along with the bass lines or miserably failing at my failed attempt to play the ever-failing AIR GUITAR SOLO OMFG! But I also take time to pick apart the songs. Like the words and stuff. I listen to a song over and over just so I can get the tune down and learn the words until they're played backwards and forwards in my noggin. By the way, My Generation is playing right now. But anyway, I like to take time ripping apart songs and figuring out the meanings for them. That's probably the only thing I can stay interested in for some time.

I finally decided on what I'm going to do after high school. I might go to collage, I might not I don't know. I just want to play some part in this thing we call music, which is either playing in a band, or helping other bands get big.

Music keeps most people sane. Music is full of emotions and meanings to all sorts of people.
Well, most people. My mom thinks there's only one kind of music that's appropriate. And that's on the christian radio station Yeah, that stuff is okay, but she tells me the stuff I'm listening to isn't music.
She will yell at me because I'm too into the music I'm ignoring her, and I'm sorry if I do do that, but I can't help it.

People have always told me to find something I'm interested in and stick to it.
I thought that was awesome, so I joined Karate
I quit after three years. Third degree purple belt and I became uninterested, if that's a word, and two years later, I don't remember anything I learned.
I was interested in dance way back when. After finding out that my dad didn't show up for my recital in the end, I gave up on that too.
I tried skateboarding. Big failure right there. I can ride the board, but I'd appreciate it if no one is around to see me wipe out

I've been stuck in this music phase ever since I heard Warning on the radio in the car on the way home from Cubbies in a soon to be severe thunderstorm. Ever since I've been able to access the internet, I've had music playing in the background.
I don't download, unless it's free. I've got every artist I'm actually interested in stuck inside the computer. It's awesome. D:

To me, music isn't annoying. To me, music is pretty much the way I live my life.

And in the famous words of Aerosmith; Shut up and dance!