Under Pressure, part two.

There are some things that make me irrationally angry. Some people yell. Some people hit things. I blog.

Computer Science class is normally what keeps me sane. It is not in the music building, it doesn't have to do with oboe reeds, and no one in that class knows me. Today, I went entirely insane.

Sometimes we play music during class. Normally, this means ONE music source and the rest of the class LISTENS or asks questions about the assignment. This does not mean that you should do any of the following:

-play YOUR music out of YOUR dinky computer speakers*
-hum along to YOUR music
-SING YOUR music OFF KEY
-play a song where the melody is an m2 lower than the song over the big speakers
-tap your foot loudly or beat on the table
-REFUSE TO TAKE HINTS THAT YOU SHOULD TURN YOUR MUSIC OFF.

I wanted to poke him with a fire poker for the following reasons:

1) for singing out of tune
2) for listening to music with TWO CHORDS
3) for playing your music while there is other music on*
4) for making percussive sounds while listening to music,
5) a bonus, for having bad taste in music, which normally I would never tell someone since music is such a personal thing, but at this point...anger.

*indicates that this one is a biggie, and, well, should be obvious.

I don't know why, but this type of sensory overload makes me irrationally angry. Like, violent angry. Now I am sitting in my dorm room, which is dark and quiet. Violent blogging. Internet, hear me roar.

(also, for all you web design people out there, I almost coded this with [sans spaces] < ul > and then the < li > < / li > and < / ul > and < ol > < li > < / li > < / ol >, respectively. Yes, I am a nerd.)