When reflecting on your day before you go to sleep, most likely the thoughts that blur your mind involve important events. Nevertheless, our brains see much more than that. If we could recall every significant detail in our day to day transactions, we might all go crazy with excess and frankly unimportant details. Even though these details are unimportant, it doesn’t mean that you can’t interpret its meaning; for example, the sky when I looked out of my car window was blue. The initial question is so what. If you look for signs of meaning you might say that the sky is blue because there are photons from our sun diffracting into our atmosphere, thus causing a blue sky. My observations are of a day in school. These observations are of what I
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Immediately I notice chairs scattered around the room on top of black carpet with square patterns. Adjacent to the chairs were black metal music stands that read “BSH” in white text. Surrounding the white walls are white padded lockers. Most of the lockers were consumed with a cased instrument and locked in with a blue colored padlock. Towards the back of this room there was a xylophone, marimba, chimes, and timpani. There was also a drum closet that had snare drums, bass, drums, quint toms, and an excess amount of percussive equipment. My drumline and I went to our practice room where we use drum pads on music stands. The sounds in that room probably sound annoying to those who are trying to use a different practice room. Generally, there is a distortion of loud tapping sounds with the occasional clicking notice from us hitting out drumsticks together. While we play sometimes there would a ticking noise in perfect intervals which is called a metronome. Soon we finish practicing and I head off to my next class. After my ten minutes of socializing I walk into a relevantly small classroom with a tile floor, white walls, and a few windows. The front of the classroom always has something being projected onto the wall. Usually it would be our last night’s homework. The majority of the class time is used to listen to a lecture as I and other students take notes. Besides talking, I can hear paper rustling and pencils writing on paper. Once we began our homework assignment, kids begin talking to each other. However this time is short lived as the bell sends me off to a crowded
Immediately I notice chairs scattered around the room on top of black carpet with square patterns. Adjacent to the chairs were black metal music stands that read “BSH” in white text. Surrounding the white walls are white padded lockers. Most of the lockers were consumed with a cased instrument and locked in with a blue colored padlock. Towards the back of this room there was a xylophone, marimba, chimes, and timpani. There was also a drum closet that had snare drums, bass, drums, quint toms, and an excess amount of percussive equipment. My drumline and I went to our practice room where we use drum pads on music stands. The sounds in that room probably sound annoying to those who are trying to use a different practice room. Generally, there is a distortion of loud tapping sounds with the occasional clicking notice from us hitting out drumsticks together. While we play sometimes there would a ticking noise in perfect intervals which is called a metronome. Soon we finish practicing and I head off to my next class. After my ten minutes of socializing I walk into a relevantly small classroom with a tile floor, white walls, and a few windows. The front of the classroom always has something being projected onto the wall. Usually it would be our last night’s homework. The majority of the class time is used to listen to a lecture as I and other students take notes. Besides talking, I can hear paper rustling and pencils writing on paper. Once we began our homework assignment, kids begin talking to each other. However this time is short lived as the bell sends me off to a crowded