I’ve always been enamored with the idea of being able to record and produce music.
I remember that in middle school, I discovered that there was an entire community of rising musicians making their base on YouTube. I’d watch as different artists evolved from recording rough snippets of songs with PhotoBooth on their computers to creating full-length, professional-quality music videos with incredible backing track. Continue reading
When I was little, I was absolutely convinced that I was a very serious, very legitimate explorer of wilderness.
My friends and I would gather up our food, water, binoculars, and notebooks and head out to the backyard, where we would set up camp in the play structure. There, we would have very serious and legitimate conversations about very serious and legitimate things like bird count, caterpillar food, and bunny races. Very serious and legitimate.
We would stay out there for hours at a time- as long as we possibly could before our parents called us in for dinner. Some days, we would even be able to go for a walk in a nearby park instead of just sticking around in the backyard.
Those are some of my best memories with my friends. The idea of exploring nature absolutely fascinated us, and it’s probably one of the reasons I love science so much today.
There’s just too much to do in life and not enough time to accomplish it.
At least, that seems to be my excuse.
I was talking to my mom the other day, and she was telling me about how she watched a video (or read an article? I don’t quite remember to be honest) about procrastination, and the reason that people don’t get things done. According to whatever it was that she watched or read, the reason is the reasons.
At first I was a bit puzzled. I didn’t know at all what she meant. After all, procrastination is just finding reasons to do anything but the-
And that’s when I got it.
It wasn’t just a summer. It was the summer.
2011, the year I would go into the sixth grade. It was that time where I was absolutely, completely, positively oblivious to everything happening around me in the world. Those days when my biggest worries were what I would be eating for lunch and who I could have a “play date” with next. The idea of actually having to do WORK to get far in life was pretty foreign to me, and I wasn’t at all worried about middle school.
It was that summer that was the start of something big.