Music is my life. I love every types. I came to this while i was in my humanities, and my professor had put a clip of Mozart on. I realized then how amazing he was. Music is simply the key point of individualism. Music is different to everyone, the person next to you may say well the best music is country, and the person next to me says hey I love Metal. Hey that's cool. what makes you happy rock that. For me I'm a addicted to anything that sounds good. if it sounds good its in my i-pod. if it doesn't well you wont see it on there, that's how I am.

Music is clever. The lyrics, are poetry and very intelligent most of the time. Someone can tell another person his or her feelings about anything through the lyrics. Some people fall in love from music, some people break up from music. Some people get away from the word, just by listening to there favorite tune sitting in there room thinking. Some people take there lives because the influence of it.It changes how we dress, how our personality becomes. It influences our mood, from positive and quirky like a cheerleader, or depressed as a kid with lack of self esteem, but hopefully as that kid listens more, he will change with music. Change, comes about from different music. Kids listen as there mothers sing along in the car, and as kids learn they grow and find their type of music, which then influences them the rest of their life and so on to the children they have. So nonetheless its effected everyone no matter who or what you are.

This is music to me. Its as marijuana to the pot head. A sick muscle car to the red neck. An inhaler to a nerd. A beautiful set of running shoes to the cross country star. Music is the heroine the cherry on top. Its my life. I hope that in heaven music will be played. to help us escape the mistakes of the previous life, like it has done to me in this life.

Now I ask, where would I be with out it? Think about this, take something you absolutely love, desire, cant do without, and now take it away. How do you feel? Helpless? drained? lost? that's how my life would be with out it..

You think, do you know me? probably not

YES YOU KNOW.

crawl out of bed, i can feel the freezing cold in the room, it stings my toes like a bee, as I dress in the dark I think to myself, I should have went to bed earlier, and also where the hell are my shoes. Every morning I wake up thinking about life's notions, why do we do, the the things we do. Is it something that drives us? is there a motivation? or do we merely look at life like a check box and we need to get to the bottom of the list.

I walk to my car its 11 degrees outside, who in there right mind would walk to a car in that weather? so foolish, but drived by excellence and success, I need to, it starts off with that. that's how I will succeed in life. you think you will succeed in life by walking to your car? its little goals, as accomplishing them i will become better, so will you, that is if you want to.

I sip monster on the way to class listening to kid cudi, it calms my nerves and helps my focus on what is real, Yeah people die, yea people are being born. You ask to yourself people? full grown people that will have a full fledge life, or a temporary one, they will be a life for a moment or a lifetime. Its what makes them real. life. what really is it?

I get out of the car, put my buds in and still listening to the modern day bob Marley, I think to myself why did i move here I have to walk across campus and its freezing. Who decided this and why did god decide Utah to have snow and cold in the winter? Focusing on getting to class, I walk, walk faster than i should and start to feel the burn in my calves, but soon they will be numb. The feeling of being numb and absolutely helpless for my calves kinda brings me a sense of satisfaction. due to the problem of absolute carelessness.

I take a test in my gov class, and you are thinking right now, why am i reading this boring biography that this kid wrote about his life. I sit, sit in a hall and as on my mac I watch people walk by, some waddle, some speed walk, and some are barely awake. This is the american dream of individualism. But one thing we all have in common is, the time we need to take and breathe. think.everyone is going so fast focusing on what matters most in there life. They are searching for the pursuit of happiness. what ever is driving them, drugs, sex, money, they are looking to be happy. doesnt matter how old you are, or how overweight or buff you are, you are looking to be happy. instead of focusing on us, we as a people will need to focus on eachother and our neighbors, then we will find the happiness, and the pursuit will be found. now thats my point of view, but what ever makes you happy and sleep well at night do that. Hold to it and dont let anyone come in the way