I got some more batteries for my keyboard, so I can go back to working on my String Quartet no. 1 in C Major.
Problem is, I'm also doing ScriptFrenzy.
Actually, now that I'm thinking about it, it's not that much of a problem. I'll just go back to composing once I finish my musical. No biggie- OH WAIT. I'M WRITING A FUCKING MUSICAL.
Music + Acting = Musical.
I have to write songs and shit. Forgot about that. Well, I can't spend too much time writing the songs or else I'll get behind on my script and if I wait till April to start writing music again, I won't have time to write my string quartet. Multi-task? Sure. Why don't I just shoot myself in the foot while I'm at it?
(Speaking of shooting people in the leg-area, Cyrus is totally bustin' caps and the kneecaps of one Clockwork!Melanie. I really shouldn't be enjoying it, but I am.)
So, I'm going to be writing a lot of music, which is good because I'm going to need the practice. It doesn't matter so much what kind of song I'm writing so long as I can get the chord progressions under my hands.
I'm listening to Welcome to the Black Parade by My Chemical Romance. Love those guys.
Anyway, I've been having trouble focusing on school. Exhibit A. This blog. I'll do literally anything short of fatal or disfiguring to prolong my oncoming Algebra lesson. I. Hate. Algebra. I didn't think it was possible to hate something so inanimate- a concept, really- as much as I do, but I really hate Algebra. I'm glad this is the last year I'll have to do it. Next is Trig or Pre-Cal which I already know is a bunch of BS. I could use Lit, History, Science, and all that good stuff, but anything beyond rudimentary Mathematics is completely useless to me. I don't need it. Quit forcing it on me- I'm speaking to the Department of Education.
And don't get me started on the frickin' SATs and PSSAs. I live in Pennsylvania, so it's called the PSSA, though you might call it KSSA, CSSA, ISSA, ASSA and so on. It's a standardized test made to get the school who are failing more money and the ones that are pretty well-off just enough money to keep going. Or it's the opposite. I can't remember. I'm going to take the SATs in May, but I won't have to take the PSSAs until my Junior year. I don't think we have to take it as Seniors.
Aaaand there's a newbie running rampant in the Games forums. Jesus fucking Christ. What's so taboo about capitalizing every once in a while?! I don't want NaNo to stress me out 'cause it's supposed to be fun, but it is. It's also probably because I'm using it as a form of procrastination.
Guilt. I hate you. I want to take a nap, but I have my future to worry about even though I'm positive that Curtis won't give a high flying fuck how I did on Algebra. Temple couldn't care less about my Algebra. Pitt? Unlikely. Harvard and Julliard? Probably.
But it all effects my GPA. Goddamn GPA. I had a 3.8 last year or something like that. I'm a smart kid, I just don't give a shit about math.
My current grade is something like three As, three Bs? I just started the last quarter, so it's gonna change a little. Or not. Whatever.
I'm really digging this writing scene, though. I like writing scripts, novels, co-ops and stuff. I've also been drawing using my fancy-dancy new tablet my mom got me with her raise. (She doesn't want me to think I'm her favorite, but she's doing a real crap job at convincing me of that.) I should be expecting a new viola. I'm starting to accept that music performance isn't my path, but learning how music works by performance really helps with composing it. I'm coping.
I need to have a bosom buddy. I'm really lacking in someone to confide in. Hence why, the blog. It's Just Chaos.
Bloody true, that.
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