Friday, February 25, 2011

Of Studies and Music.



"Then the two of you would be better off not being science students !"
She screams. Yet the only thought that came to my mind was, "I don't really give a fuck. Nothing's ruining my weekend." Thus ends my chemistry class, and begins my weekend.


Academic studies have always played a huge part in my life, whether i'd like it or not. Heck, i've spent nearly 11 years of my short life as a student, with the responsibility of cramming my mind with books, and not failing exams. Yet as i enrolled into high school, things are alot different, and i find myself struggling to fulfill these unwanted responsibilities. Though, end up crashing and burning to ashes each time i try. Or maybe, the theories of which state that i haven't even been trying are correct? Well if the definition of trying is wasting my time frolicking around life without even scratching the skin of my responsibilities; then yes, i have been trying. Otherwise, i've been one lazy bastard. Still, as the guns of 2011 had been shot, i've been going at alot of improvements. Just not enough at the moment.

Several days ago i found myself in thoughts of wanting to convert the vacant master bedroom of this house into my own personal music studio. And the corresponding thought that came to mind was how difficult it would be, seeing as the room has been left vacant for a long period of time, and i could only describe the state is was in as insanity. Still, my mind lingered with the dream of being able to write, rehearse, and record my music in the comfort of my own home. And so, as i came home from school the next day, i initiated the first step of converting the room. As of today, i finally managed to clean the room dry, as well it's bathroom. Now all that's left will be having to re-paint the room, and install all the musical equipments and interfaces. I'll be using all of my fathers old MIDI interfaces, mixers and such, which dates back to the 80's. I have high hopes it'll turn out good, though retro ;) .


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