Sunday, October 20, 2013

ugggh scary stuff.

So you know those weird internet posts that would absolutely freak you out? (creepy pastas, abnormal and possibly supernatural activity, screamers etc.)  Well here is one that absolutely scared the living daylights out of me.  I watched it with headphones in the dark at 2 a.m. with no sleep for the past 20 hours... let's just say I didn't sleep for another 20.

http://comic.naver.com/webtoon/detail.nhn?titleId=350217&no=31&weekday=tue#

Oh yeah, there's a health warning.  You should read it.

So on a less entertaining but still related note, I had a really weird phobia when I was younger.  Not sure what the name for it is though.  I used to wonder if I'm mentally retarded without not knowing it.  Like what is people just but up with me, and thought I was super annoying, and that I acted like a 5 year old? Was that why people didn't really like me?

Haha I thought some weird things as a kid.


Thursday, October 10, 2013

Why being important is nice but sometimes sucks

Just from reading the title, I sound really arrogant.  And the rest of the post is going to also sound like I'm really arrogant.  Just to let you know before you read further, I'm not trying to be a stuck up, world-revolves-around-me type of person.  If I call myself important, it's because other people have told me so, and I know my role among the student body of my school.

So if you don't know, I'm a musician.  Music is not only something I love creating as art and recreation, it's my passion, and my language.  So being a music geek, it's only natural that I spend (literally) most of my time at school in the band room.  Seriously, if you add up how many hours I am in the band room compared to how many hours in any other classroom collectively, I spend more time in the band room.
Because I'm there so much, the teacher I see the most obviously would be the band teacher.  Just yesterday, he asked me a question that made me think quite a bit about my role in the school.  He asked, "Who are you going to teach all the stuff you learned in jazz?"  To understand his question, a little background info is needed.

There are currently no jazz pianists in Sr. High.  I am the only one.  Next year I graduate, which means that someone (currently) between grades nine and eleven really needs to step up their learning in that area.  And of course the best way is to have the person who does it best in the school teach them... and that would be me.
I would be more than happy to teach someone how to play jazz piano, but the problem comes in with my crazy and evil schedule.  Even though I have a lot of spares during the day, it's usually taken by either practice or homework.  Or sleep, because I don't get enough of it during the night.  If I could fit another student in jazz piano, I think it would be a lot of fun, since jazz is right up my alley.
That wasn't the only problem though.  After the question was asked, me and my teacher spent about ten minutes discussing who would be a good candidate to, in simplest terms, (not trying to brag here) be my successor.  We both definitely agreed that people are not simply replaceable. Each new band every year develops a new style and approach to music, even if it is very subtle.  However, if we don't find someone to learn the basics of a vital role quickly, then the whole band suffers.

Then I realized, that a lot of people are going to miss me, and I'm going to terribly miss everyone in the program as well.  They say that the people you should know the best are the people in your grade (since you're with them for 13 years), but the people I consider my family at school are people in the band programs.  Especially the Jr. Highs, it's fun to help them learn and watch them grow as musicians, and I find a lot of joy in doing that.  Jeez, it sounds like I have kids or something...
My teacher's question made me think of all the people I would simply see a lot less next year.  The bassoon player in grade 7 that would always asked if I lived in the band room (I kind of do), the twins that I know that play way more instruments than me, the whole grade 9 band that I loved working with last year, all the people who complimented me that one time I directed the band, and many more people who rely on me for help.  I'm going to really miss everyone.  And from what I've been told, they're going to miss me too.

...aaaaand I'm crying.  Great.

So in a way, I don't want to graduate.  Because I don't want to leave this environment that I love being in so much, and helping other people in whatever they need for the sake of their smile and "thank you".

I think I'm going to visit a lot next year.