False Music-Personal Narrative

After experiencing a stay at the house in Charlottesville, I’d say that the title fits. The house in Charlottesville was really amazing. It was a large four story house with a huge backyard that had a privacy fence around it. When you walk into the house you are in a foyer where there are quilts hanging that have been made especially for the Ronald McDonald House of the foyer there are offices discreetly placed so that they do not take away from the feeling of home. The kitchen is huge with tables at both ends and counters on both side walls with sinks and dishwashers, coffee makers, toasters, and microwaves. In the middle is a huge island with stools on both ends and stoves on both sides of the island. There are always two or three bowls on the island filled with quick snacks. There is a huge deck off of the kitchen with a gas grill and tables and chairs. There is a quiet room off of the kitchen, it consists of a real fireplace and a computer, and it is so much like a home living-room. The two floors above the kitchen is where the bed rooms are located each room has a queen size.bed and a twin size trundle bed where two can sleep. For every two bedrooms there is a bathroom between them. Down in the basement is a large family room with a big screen television and a large play area with everything possible for children to have

This is a very funny video, I never thought that Daniel Radcliffe likes sing, even less rap, he don’t looks like a rap fan, but he does it pretty well. Actually this is a song with a high degree of difficulty, because have many words and is singing very fast. I’m not Enimen’s fan but I like some of his songs and I must to recognize that I have always thought that he is a talent writer, his music shows creative and in some cases contient social criticism.

As a lacrosse player, I always have to practice. I either shoot at my goal or throw the ball against the wall to work on my stick skills. As I walk out the door, my dad stops me in my tracks.

The events that took place on June 1st, 2013 is almost a blur, although, the sensation has always been ever so clear to me. I felt alive. I felt enchanted. And I felt wanted. Almost every little problem vanished for that one specific night. Who would’ve thought a single person can make you feel invincible? Cristian, was nearly the opposite the person I was. He was true rock and roll, and I was merely the product of the mainstream rock phenomena. He almost seemed very opinionated as I had always kept to myself, It was odd and a little unexpected. Although we both are very timid from the naked eye, to my surprise he was actually very witty and humorous. One lonely night at a park was the beginning of a very long and faithful friendship.

Jokes aside, Thank u for your voice, your music and for beinf such a safe haven, your songs calm me down when I' stressed and cheer me up when I'm sad; u make me laugh with silly things u say and the stories u share (that it's a big acomplishment, I'm telling u). U said once that u hoped ur music didn' t only bring sadness to people and I can garantee u that it doesnt.

There were many bright interior images of the home with a carpeted living and formal dining rooms. The large eat-in kitchen had neutral flooring, plenty of cabinetry, a nice-sized island with cabinets, and a dishwasher and microwave. The stove appeared to be missing There were two carpeted bedrooms and two additional dormer rooms with built-ins and a full-sized bathroom. There was a big partially finished basement with a wet bar and built-ins.

When it was 11:50 Jazz and I went to my Range Rover and got inside the car. Jazz had to drive my car back to the hotel because I sprained my ankle making me too “disabled” to drive a car. God, spraining my ankle has a lot of setbacks, I might even die in my car sine Jazz is driving, I thought to myself. After reaching the hotel without dying, we went to the auditorium to find that it was almost full yet we managed to find two seats next to each other in the fifth row.

There were several sharp images of the interior. There were cozy living and sun-rooms with French doors that gave entry into the roomy family room. It had vaulted ceilings, a wood burning fireplace, and built ins. The spacious eat-in kitchen had an ample amount of cabinetry and attractive counter space, and a new stainless steel stove and dishwasher, and new vinyl flooring. There were three bedrooms with one showing a closet and a full-sized bathroom. Overall, the home appeared to be functional and in good condition.

I need to turn down the bass a bit, obviously. I know about the pop filter stuff, and I have one, kind of. The problem was the bass was up too much but I didn't want to go back and deal with it again after doing some other things on that particular recording. I was experimenting with a new process, fairly new to me, and rather than going back and doing it again and lowering the bass or messing with the eq again, I will just turn down the bass next time before I do the other stuff. Well, I have a little something to say is a joke in a way. The wicked alanis woman will not get away scot-free for her sins, to say the least. When I was younger, I was blind to the fact that sins earn pains and problems for people, other than some obvious things.

I always loved to try new things. Especially things to do with music. I was fascinated by how much concentration, skill, and practice it took to play them. That’s probably why I took up the trumpet. It was the right sound at the time for me. But, I wasn’t done there. I had to learn more. Playing every song I know is a minimum. But, ya know, sometimes that just isn’t possible at the moment.

I believe in radio music; it has the ability to change one's mood in just of a blink of an eye. I never realized how my mood can just change from the mood of the song. One minute you can be cranking up the volume and singing loudly with your groups of friends to where you're just in silence looking out of the window just drowning on your thoughts. I remembered this day that when my mom and I had this huge fight so I locked myself in and started to get into my playlist. A few moments later I found myself singing along and dancing, like I wasn’t upset. The song that was playing Santeria by Sublime. The story behind that was when I was in California visiting my dad and we were just jamming out to this song. During that time frame, it was the

“In a minute,” Mark yelled back. Mark and John were best friends and great surfers.

One day three kittens were born the first one was Alex then Melissa then Letty. Alex was 14 Melissa was 12 and Letty was 6. Alex fur color was black and Melissa color was light brown and Letty's fur was white. Our mom died when Alex was 7 it was a hard time for Alex. I was born from a different mother. Our dad left us in a box on the street, Alex could've left us but he did not do it he loved us too much. we had fun adventures and we explored almost the world but we stayed in washington it was a dream for a cat.We stayed at a farm in the chicken's coop

Have you ever made something from nothing? Drawn air into your lungs, and made magic come out? I admit that there are many kinds of magic in this world, but few are as intimate as singing.

Once our second sectional was complete, we had rehearsal. Gladly, as a whole group, we started to improve quite well!