Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Music

I'm in a very happy mood when I listen to music.
Or when I see something funny and can't stop laughing.

Mainly music, because it's easier to access.

I wonder if I ever made a post about music before? I know that I wrote about it before, but I don't know where. I remember talking about I can see the beats in my head. The beat of the drum. The lingering of the string instrument. I can see music flow, it's crazy. I can also imagine numbers in thin air. I thinks that's how I could do math so fast. And when people talk I can see the words in my mind when I can't see them. For example, when I talk on the phone, when there are stray conversations I hear, or mainly when I don't pay attention in class.

Other times I get distracted by the voice, so I completely don't see what they are saying, instead I see the lines flow from their voice. It's quite bad when I'm talking to my boyfriend. I'll miss so many things just because I'm focusing on his voice and not on his words. That gets me into trouble a lot.

I also feel the emotion when people sing. Quite cheesy and possibly corny, but it's true. When it's live, it's more intense. I once went to a One Direction concert and the vibe was off. Louis seemed a bit ticked off or upset when he stepped onto the stage, the other guys noticed it, but didn't show it quite like Louis did.

Anyway, I was going somewhere with this....Oh! Yeah, my happy mood. It can change when I instantly listen to music. I once fell asleep in my bed listening to music, trying to calm myself down. It was The Wave. If some of you know what station that is, haha, you loser. If you don't, good, it will draw you in and won't let you leave. Fun fact: I started the saxophone when I listened to it on the radio a lot. I thought it was a cool sound. I didn't like being forced into it though, that and the bullying, but it was fun while it lasted. I can still sorta read music, but it's slow. Same with piano. I have no clue what keys I'm playing, but I can do it by ear or by looking at people touching certain keys. My grandma taught me some songs on the piano, I practiced a lot. It made my grandparents go crazy, mostly my uncle. Maybe that's why he was always outside. I miss those times.

If something makes you happy, hold onto that. Don't ever let anyone else stomp on your happiness.



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