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There aren't any new, current events that I care about these days. I've lost all hope in humanity. We let ourselves be controlled by people who don't care and we let ourselves follow rules that only exist because we let them exist. its like states and borders (they are all imaginary). I also have lost hope in today's media. Nothing is based off of fact anymore. No source of media seems, to get their news or information from any particular source that seems legit enough. So, when it comes to current evens, and politics, I don't follow it.

The metal world is dying faster than the punk era. Bands are not being recognized the way they should and the new wave of metal bands are all starting to morph into one jumbled mess. Band that seem to this they're hardcore by giving themselves a depressing or feminine name. The music itself sounds like "eriuwwasdjklssdaie, dun dun dun dun, ;askedjfhapdufhaduk;fhuk" its non-sensical. Descent bands, aren't getting their names out there because that just not "what the kids are into these days". Record companies are commercializing these so called "hardcore bands". These bands are being advertised as something new, when in reality, these bands are doing a bad job at what deathmetal had already done, decades ago (Fast, complicated riffs, and rythem so fast that a metronome would fall apart). Unlike Deathmetal, these bands are playing music that hase no real pattern or stability.

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Depending on how you connect with people changes hw you may view your siblings. If you are more of an emotional speaker, studies show that having sisters can benifit that side of a person. According to an article by Deborah Tannen on the new york times website,

 "Most [women] said they talked to their sisters more often, at greater length and, yes, about more  personal topics. this often meant that they felt closer to their sisters, but not always.

       One woman for example, says she talks for hours by phone to her two brothers as well as her two sisters. But the topics differ. She talks to her sisters about their personal lives; with her brothers she dicusses history, and geography books. and, she added, one brother calls her at 5 a.m. as a prank.

      A prank? Is this communication? well, yes - it reminds her that he's thinking of her. and talking for hours creates and reinforces connections with both brothers and sisters, regardless of what they talk about."

(Para 10-12)

 which also means that it works the other way around too.

      



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           It was draining being out in the water and sun that long. It felt good to be on my way home from Devils lake. It was most likely going to be the last trip I went on that summer, but it didn't bother me. I just sat there staring out the window, while my listened to the local rock radio station. I zoned in and out of listening to it up until I heard a song that started to make me head bang. me and my dad both liked it. they announce that they were playing Metallica on the radio, but I had no idea what Metallica sounded like up until then. Over the next few months I had heard that particular maybe one more time. Beyond that, I had basically forgotten about the song, but it still stuck in the back of my mind somewhere.

        Before any of this had happened, I was stuck in a world where the heaviest music came from Black Sabbath, Led Zeppelin, and AC/DC. There appeared to be nothing out there with any "oompf". I was becoming a teenager, which meant I was more hormonal, angrier, and just down right moodier. I knew that since I was such a huge dork that hardly anybody liked that having a girlfriend was out of the picture so I needed a different way to relieve tension. I wasn't a very violent person so I wasn't going to just start hitting people or anything. Something had to happen though. I was losing it!
       I was sick of everything. Classic Rock wasn't any good anymore. I knew very well that the pop music kids had been listening to was absolute crap. The music on the pop stations were so childish and had the most shallow lyrics I had ever heard, and kids kept telling me that it was the best. I even tried lying to myself think I could get into that stuff, but it just wasn't me. I despised that stuff. I hated boy bands (they all, literally sounded exactly the same) I hated those eye candy pop singers. they were nothing but piece of meat for the dogs and had almost no vocal talent (which didn't matter, Because computers fixed that aspect) 
        March rolls around, and I had almost completely forgotten about that song. but then I heard it one more time on the radio. It was now my third time hearing the song.  It sounded even better now that I had some louder speakers to hear it. I looked at my dad, and with authority I look him dead in the eye and say, "I really really like that song". Little did I know that he had actually taken that inward, and thought about what I had just told him.
      Over the next few days he kept asking me what I wanted for my birthday. My Birthday was on the 15th which wasn't too far away. Of course I kept telling him I didn't know and that I didn't really want anything. My dad knew better than that. So, on my birthday, it wasn't a surprise that he had a gift for me.
      I pulled the bag towards me. I looked in and pulled out the first out of two items in the bag. It was a black T-shirt with an flaming skull on it. The skull was orange with slight streaks of purple to emphasize depth and shading. It didn't appear as if the skull was on fire but rather the skull was made of fire. It seemed pretty cool to a 13 year old (and still is a pretty cool shirt). That shirt was nothing compared to what I was about to pull out of the bag next.
  I thought at first that the shirt was all that was in the bag, but I noticed something sitting on the bottom. I was in a shiny black case. it appeared to be a CD. I was correct. I looked at it with a slightly confused look on my face. I couldn't tell what the CD was. It appeared to just be plain black. but then I tilted it back to there was a bit of a glare. I noticed a coiled snake in the bottom right corner but I couldn't tell what was in the top left corner. It looked like letters but I couldn't make them out. I looked on the side. "Well?" my dad asked. I looked up with a smile, "Metallica, huh?". I got really excited, and tore the wrapping of as if it would explode if it wasn't off of there in time. The first thing I did was pop the CD into the player. I was so excited that my finger almost missed the "Play" button at first. Then, the first track began. The guitar opens the song with such and amped up sound that I haven't heard before. It vibrated parts of the house that I didn't realize could shake just by the sounds of a song. The vocals kick in with a lot more force than anything I had ever heard. The drums were so precise and hit me like fireworks. It sounded so heavy, and so rough. It sounded like it could punch you in the face if you got close enough to the speakers. I thought to myself, "Wow, there is now way anything could beat that!"
       I'm glad my dad bought that CD for me. If it wasn't for him, I wouldn't have made that push to just branch out and find music that appeals to me. He taught me that it was okay to change my style a bit, and that changing did mean I wasn't being true to who I was. Changing just meant that I was getting older. Nowadays I have found music that could most definitely out do Metallica, but back then, it was edgy.

currently

It seems as if people only care about what other people care about in the world. If you don't think abortion is wrong then your going to hell, or if you believe abortion is wrong then you're a stupid christian extremist, who can't think for yourself. People are always wondering what everybody elses take on Global warming is. "Oh, its just a cyclicle thing it happens every 10,000 years (Or something like that)" or "We have to do something, Stop driving your hummers! Stop using your air conditioning and your hairspray!". Here's the problem. If people care so much about this stuff, then why don't they actually try to do something about it? Our society is constantly waiting  for some higher authority to do something about all these issues. People think that voting for the right politician is going to help. but politics is just a carisma contest. Just to see who can look and sound the best isnt what people should catch the people's attention. We need to stand up against our govenrment and make things right. Our world is on the verge of self destruction and people are still concerned with whether or not 2 people of the same sex can get married!? Is our civilization really that unevolved? Whats more important. 2 people getting married that keep to themselves, and people who end their pregnancies early (which shouldnt matter because our population is too large) or our worlds climate problems, war and starvation in the rest of the world?

music narative thoughts

Into:

Music, change in music. My transision.

It started with a metallica CD for my 13th birthday. it was good for me, to get something heavier. I had always been such a quiet person, with little to no actual friends. I had no sense of identity. I just listened to the music my dad had been listening. I wasnt my own person. I never made up my own mind. I never listened to what I had to say. I was always following what the other kids said I should do, or what I should be interested in. I was affraid of anything new. etc


First topic:  13th Birthday, My dad letting me realize that change is good, and find what I like. He never actually stated this but he let me know in a different way.

Second topic: My 13th Birthday

Closure: explain the aftermath of that birthday, and moral

learning

Gever Tully seemed very knowledgeable about how people learn. He knew that keeping a variety
is always good, and  he believed that giving tests was something that doesn’t help.  He said that its better for
kids to have a hands on learning experience, because it gives them an opportunity to see and become
familiar with what they are learning about.
        The video was very short, and Gever Tully didn’t really go in depth. So, it is difficult to understand
why someone would assume that there could be a half page paper written about it.
        In my experiences with school, I’ve rarely had teachers that new how to keep my attention, or
knew how to give me the right type of learning experience to help learn the curriculum. I’ve had a lot of teachers just stand there and give lectures, or some teaches would teach a program way to fast for
people who have no experience. I even have a class right now that I can’t seem to keep up. Adobe
Illustrator makes no sense to me and the teacher just expects me to understand the tool once he shows what
it does. I don’t learn new concepts that fast for the most part.
        I’ve never done well in school, and I don’t think I ever will. The only classes I’ve done beyond
expectations in are grammar classes, and most certainly art.  It seems to me that the only teaches I’ve had
that I can truly pay attention to have taught those subjects. There’s been a few science teachers and math teachers here and there that have done a great job but mostly there hasn’t been.
         I’ve always been a very visual, hands on type of person. That’s why I’ve always liked Art. If I can
see something happen and make something happen, it is easier for me to learn why it happens. There’s
really not much to say about that. It’s pretty self explanatory.
    I guess that’s all I have to say about this extremely boring topic. I wonder how other papers are
going to compare.