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TofuLover90
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Name: Joshua
Country: United States
State: Wisconsin
Metro: Racine
Gender: Male
Interests: The KJV Bible rightly divided, Bible study in general, music, computers, business, composing and playing music (violin/piano/synthesizers/vocals), writing poetry/lyrics/Bible studies, school (it's fun if you try :D), programming and a little design is okay, traveling hardcore (flying and road trips rock), camping, canoeing, friends!
Expertise: Hmmm... well I study a lot, and a I like writing about what I study, especially with the Bible but also with other things such as school and my business. I suppose I have a knack for some business stuff too... I'm currently running a business of my own, doing mostly internet and website related services (slowly branching out into other areas as I become interested). I've been playing violin for a while now, I don't know if it's an expertise though... it's fun, and I can play some stuff pretty well by ear. Oooh, I have an expertise in cheese... I've learned to tell the difference between good drunken goat cheese and the bad stuff. And... I've learned what drunken goat cheese is. Trust me, it rocks. Let's see, what else... random things seem to stick in my memory, like lyrics for about 1357 songs in my music library, birthdates, and other random stuff. w00t for useless skills!
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AIM:  LJPGPL
Member Since:
3/24/2006
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| So, for some background, apparently I've been hyperventilating for the past few months. Yes... it can last that long, and you don't always notice it. And it causes weird side effects. My parents both had it in college and said it felt like they were having heart attacks, etc. For me, there have been plenty of symptoms, but generally it just causes me to freak out because I feel like I can't breathe. But, this post isn't to complain about hyperventilation (it sucks! but it's curable). Rather, my apparent slip into insanity a few nights ago.
I have a lot of trouble sleeping. A LOT. After a night of studying economics for 4-5 hours, I went to sleep around 2 AM. I woke up at 5 AM, probably hyperventilating a little. What if I couldn't get back to sleep? I had class at 9 AM. And thus, in a very illogical way caused by hyperventilating and 3 hours of sleep, I started to panic. In my post-economics mindset, I couldn't get to sleep for another hour because I was half-consciously analyzing the costs and benefits of not sleeping that night.
When I thought about it later that day, I realized how utterly insane it was, but it was too late at that point. | | |
| I don't understand how I survive during the school year - get good grades, even. During the summer I can't read one chapter of a book without getting distracted and wasting 3 hours doing something else.
In fact, I'm pretty sure I do that during school, too.
What's up with that? I really can't figure it out. | | |
| Yann Tiersen did a new soundtrack! For a French documentary, Tabarly. It's lovely.
I've been playing a lot of accordion and violin lately. I think I'll get some accordion songs on YouTube soon. | | |
| So, first of all, I'm obligated to say THANK YOU to the Tabbs for inviting me over and showing Charlie and I how to party. I'm obligated because (1) it was awesome and (2) Mrs. Tabb makes up 25% of my blog's audience.
Also, Christmas and New Year's were great.
Now that that's out of the way... The past few years I've noticed how differently my brain works from other peoples'. Like my brother and my sister, I don't think visually. I know some people, when they hear the word "pizza", see a pizza. I see the letters "p, i, z, z, a". It's basically like a 20-point Sans Serif, white text on a black background. Pretty straightforward.
I think this explains some things. It explains why I'm not that great at art, and often don't appreciate it fully. It explains why, if I don't see someone for a few days, I literally cannot picture their face (thank God for Facebook, eh?). It explains why my career with graphic design was ill-fated.
More interestingly, it explains how I've approached literature and poetry. In grade school, the school manuals would explain how I should "picture the scenes" in novels, see events unfolding before my eyes. I couldn't do it. I can HEAR dialogues, but I can't see anything. Imagery is almost useless, in novels and poetry. I still enjoy reading, but it's really made it hard. When writing poetry, my brother and I both have trouble with imagery. It doesn't come naturally, we have to try very hard. We work with rhythm, layout of words on the page, sound of the words, and concepts. Onomanopeia, alliteration and assonance do more for me than imagery ever could. If I find an image beautiful, it's because of the concept it presents.
I also, very often, think aurally. Last night (and this happens a lot) I was in bed for like 30 minutes, and then I rolled over and I was kind of surprised. There was no radio on in my room or anything, but it felt like there had been - because I usually have something going through my head. I hear conversations, or have an album or a song or a song clip playing in my head over and over and over. Especially when I'm not doing anything else (like when I'm trying to sleep) I really get sucked into it without realizing it, and then it's a big shock when I come back to reality.
Of course, I don't know how unique this is... but whatevs cuh. | | |
| Dang, I need to learn to chill out, that's mostly what I have to say about anything bad yesterday.
BUT I definitely had my musical confidence boosted. I showed a 1-minute demo "tape" to a couple friends (who shall remain unnamed for unknown reasons) and got some really good constructive criticism and an "omg". So that was cool. A 1-minute song I've spent a little time on with really rough recordings and most things off-beat anyway. And a horrible vocal track, the volume of which fluctuates wildly and randomly - but apparently it's still decent. Neat! Maybe I can start applying myself to it more hardcore like since I won't feel as self-conscious.
Man, I need to stop blogging so often, I feel like some sort of lame... blogger... :(
P.S. I <3 THE SHINS | | |
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