I'm going to get the spare in my pocket. I'm too lazy to chase after bitches.
I actually loved my relationship with my teachers while I was a senior. I wore headphones all the time. I honestly didn't know what my math teacher's voice sounded like. It was kind of like watching charades with all the hand waving lol. I understood math well enough that all I needed was the equation with a few clarifications (like if it needs to use Undefined occasionally) and I was set. Pre-calc was honestly the easiest math class I've ever had. The other classes weren't as smooth as I actually have to listen to the teachers a little to get the finer details of bio or the writing assignment in Literature. I love music. I actually had a new playlist every one or two weeks. I actually have every one of those still! You can so clearly see little trends in what I liked. November was depressing. January was hopeful. I got really off topic here.
I have realized that Ear Pods is not a mispelling of ear buds.
Well, I started listening to a lot of cover rock/metal music by Jonathan Young and a few other Youtube artists. I also gained a fondness of piano music at the same time. Luckily, my favorite show ever, Death Note, used the piano a lot. It was an odd mix of metal and dramatic crescendos. I eventually started feeling more uncomfortable with male voices as school progressed, so I gravitated towards a "style" called Nightcore which increased the pitch/tempo of music which I was far more comfortable with. Towards the end of the year, starting in October, my depression spiked which made itself known in listening to louder, darker, and some sadder music. It stayed that way with me finding different songs to listen to every two weeks or so. I literally listened to the songs for over twelve hours a day on repeat. I kinda figured out the depression thing in December, and I planned on suicide on March 1st... [cont.]
...My plans obviously changed, so that idea is on hold for now. I'm petty enough to not be sure on how I want to do it yet. So anyways, January to March was oddly fast paced even for me. The music was very fast and the type that made you feel your blood flowing. I was a bit more imaginative here as I was perfectly content sitting down and falling into fantasies based on the song for hours at a time. Around the beginning of February, I gained a taste in more romantic based music which you can interpret as you like. I also got really stressed around this time due to rumors which caused me to break out to the extreme, so my self esteem fell. My imagination got a bit better around this time. I actually started acne medicine around here, so my acne began to fade until it was clear like it is now. My taste in romance ended in May. I stopped listening to music so organized lately. Without school, I don't really have playlists anymore.
During summer, I stopped listening to Nightcore so much. I didn't listen to male voices, but I listened to female singers more. I'm listening to more Nightcore nowadays though. A full year came around.
Oh, and I think my depression is linked to the time of year. I already have "severe" depression according to a couple of doctors I went to for a time. I stopped when they wanted to put me in a loony bin. It's been going on since I was 15, and I've noticed a definite trend in the severity of it spiking during the winter months which is ironically my favorite season of the year. I can actually open the windows until my fingers are freezing cold again lol
It sounds like the aptly named SAD. Seasonal Affective Disorder. While I’m not sayi it is the only or root cause of your depression, it could be a contributing factor. I hate heat and love fog, but I noticed after moving to a warmer sunnier place that the ambiance of fog and cold does effect my mood. I’m sorry to hear of your depression and hope you decide against suicide. I won’t lecture you or anything, and dont know you well enough to say much about your life or anything, but you seem funny and intelligent from your posts and I think the world would be worse off for the loss of you. Anyhow, I love piano music, or music that makes good use of piano. I wish more contemporary music used piano, it illicits emotion in a very special way I think.
I actually loved my relationship with my teachers while I was a senior. I wore headphones all the time. I honestly didn't know what my math teacher's voice sounded like. It was kind of like watching charades with all the hand waving lol. I understood math well enough that all I needed was the equation with a few clarifications (like if it needs to use Undefined occasionally) and I was set. Pre-calc was honestly the easiest math class I've ever had. The other classes weren't as smooth as I actually have to listen to the teachers a little to get the finer details of bio or the writing assignment in Literature. I love music. I actually had a new playlist every one or two weeks. I actually have every one of those still! You can so clearly see little trends in what I liked. November was depressing. January was hopeful. I got really off topic here.
Well, I started listening to a lot of cover rock/metal music by Jonathan Young and a few other Youtube artists. I also gained a fondness of piano music at the same time. Luckily, my favorite show ever, Death Note, used the piano a lot. It was an odd mix of metal and dramatic crescendos. I eventually started feeling more uncomfortable with male voices as school progressed, so I gravitated towards a "style" called Nightcore which increased the pitch/tempo of music which I was far more comfortable with. Towards the end of the year, starting in October, my depression spiked which made itself known in listening to louder, darker, and some sadder music. It stayed that way with me finding different songs to listen to every two weeks or so. I literally listened to the songs for over twelve hours a day on repeat. I kinda figured out the depression thing in December, and I planned on suicide on March 1st... [cont.]
Oh, and I think my depression is linked to the time of year. I already have "severe" depression according to a couple of doctors I went to for a time. I stopped when they wanted to put me in a loony bin. It's been going on since I was 15, and I've noticed a definite trend in the severity of it spiking during the winter months which is ironically my favorite season of the year. I can actually open the windows until my fingers are freezing cold again lol