When I hear sounds(like an airplane flying), I hear pitches or notes. For example, airplanes flying noise going down a scale. They start at a B natural and descend from there, but usually end at a either an A-flat natural, G natural, or F natural depending on what I hear cause it varies on the wind, how fast the airplane goes, the altitude, and other stuff like that I guess. I can also tell what notes are on a piano and usually the keys of songs. I heard my choir teacher say that I have perfect pitch, so is this true?

Ineed this answered very ! what happens when there is a transfer of artwork using a grid? a. acts to verify the analysis of the composition b. the viewer's eye adjust to unity c. unify the composition d. none of the above

How you take care by the animals in any corporate event management planning so kindly tell us your ideas ?

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air up ahead in the distance, i saw a shimmering light my head grew heavy and my sight grew dim i had to stop for the night. there she stood in the doorway; i heard the mission bell and i was thinking to myself 'this could be heaven or this could be hell' then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way there were voices down the corridor, i thought i heard them say welcome to the hotel california such a lovely place (such a lovely place) such a lovely face. plenty of room at the hotel california any time of year (any time of year) you can find it here her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends she got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends how they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat some dance to remember, some dance to forget so i called up the captain, ' bring me my wine' he said, 'we haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty-nine' and still those voices are calling from far away, wake you up in the middle of the night just to hear them say" welcome to the hotel california such a lovely place (such a lovely place) such a lovely face. they livin' it up at the hotel california what a nice surprise (what a nice surprise), bring your alibis mirrors on the ceiling, the pink champagne on ice and she said, 'we are all just prisoners here, of our own device' and in the master's chambers, they gathered for the feast they stab it with their steely knives, but they just can't kill the beast last thing i remember, i was running for the door i had to find the passage back to the place i was before 'relax' said the night man, 'we are programmed to receive. you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave! '