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Yeah, Whatever.

I’m majoring in business and music. Frankly, I’m tired of listening to what others think I should or shouldn’t do. Well, really I never really listened. But I listened to that little normal voice in my head. It said, and I quote:

“Noooooo, you must get a degree in superneurobiooptical engineering instead of playing music and doodling business plans. How are you going to make money with those doodles?”

Know what, Mr. Normal Part of Brain? Math doesn’t make me fan girl scream like Steam Powered Giraffe does. Doing intellectual grunt work doesn’t move me the way music does. I’m not going to make much of a change in a job where I feel I have no creativity. Since I’ve carpe diem’d out (not a verb; go away) I’ve been much happier emotionally. Isn’t that the point of life? Being happy? Doing what you enjoy? Feeling passion? 

If I derive enjoyment from travelling to Michigan in the freezing cold to see a band perform, then by all that makes up the universe I will bloody do it. It’s a stress reliever. When I’m less stressed, I’m more productive. So there. This is my life. Hell, I might even get a Tumblr. It’s like Reddit meets Imgur with less assholes and more fandom. Right? Don’t get me wrong; I’m an Imgurian all the way. But I might just branch out. I’m going to go nuts and make a Tumblr account. So there. 

And I’m going to watch The Notebook and Donnie Darko. 

Why?

Because I can. 

Because allegedly The Notebook is going to make me cry and I don’t believe it. 

 

Mwahaha

My plans are gradually becoming more solidified – MWAHAHAHAHA – HAHAHA- HA *cough* HAHA HA HAAAAA!

No, you don’t understand. I create plans all the time, but they are never solid – well, nearly never. ‘Tis the plight of the ENTP. The general plan is:

1. Kick off business while I am in college

2. Make a few hundred thousand dollars

3. Avoid student loans if possible

4. Graduate with a degree in entrepreneurship (or maybe get into marketing – I have to say, I kind of idealize Mad Men)

5. Continue business; become a millionaire

6. Start a few more businesses; become a supermillionaire 

7. Pursue music to my heart’s content/donate to as many worthy music programs as possible

8. Become a conductor

9. Delve into metaphysics

10. Become a teacher

11. Go to school for the rest of my life

Whoa I’m Going Solo

With little editing. Just because. 

Speaking the truth

it tugs on the strings of that heart

whoa whoa whoa

can you feel it pulling?

It puts it in your face

it puts in forward – your disgrace

it puts you in your place

tug tug tug

whoa whoa whoa

can you feeling it pulling?

Can you feel who you are no longer fooling?

You’re no longer in the land of dreams

you’re bursting at your seams

it’s a voice that is reality

seamality dreamality

a fatality

of your outer self

the self you use to lie

deny

the truth

I can’t lie

like you

and say I’m in my right mind

that I can type well

whoa whoa whoa

I can taste this sweet sand on my tongue

the grittiness grates my soul- if there is one

it tears me apart – if I was ever whole

for whatever it pleases

or was I always just in pieces?