Thursday, 26 April 2012

Music is a world within itself

I've turned on the TV to find an old episode of Glee on E4 and I just had to watch it.  Any episode I see will automatically cheer me up, no matter how cheesy, how ridiculous or how shockingly un-Glee it can be (Quinn and the car crash anyone?!).  Why?  The answer's simple really; it's all about celebrating how good music is and how good it can make you feel.

Music is one of the few things in life that can automatically change our mood, for better or worse.  You always hear about people having a certain "break-up song" that takes them right back to the pain they felt, or   one song transporting you back to a specific moment in your life in an instant, where you almost imagine you've gone back in time for the three minutes or so it's playing.

Songs seem to have a magical ability to tap deep into our souls; they can come out of nowhere and smack us over the head saying "This is exactly how you feel, isn't it?" at any given time.  I've been there thousands of times, I'm like everyone else and relate a song to a certain moment or an experience from my past.  I hear Yellow by Coldplay and think of dancing with a boy I thought was magic but turned out to be the biggest waste of my time.  Toploader's Dancing in the Moonlight takes me straight back to being in the common room in sixth year and climbing out the windows to have lunch outside in the sun.  And the most beautiful piece of music I think I've ever heard, I Giorni by Ludovico Einaudi makes tears of happiness come to my eyes because of when someone say down at their piano and played it for me.

What I guess I'm trying to say is that music is a big part of my world.  I'd feel like a lost puppy if I couldn't have the security and safety of turning on my ipod and loosing myself in sound.

I think music in itself is healing. It's an explosive expression of humanity. It's something we are all touched by. No matter what culture we're from, everyone loves music.
Billy Joel

Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Things I've done in first year...

With only two more exams to sit, it's finally dawning on me that I have basically finished my first year at Uni.  Here's a round up of some of the things I've spent my time doing.

  •   Finally acting like teenagers should and going out once in a while.  Though I'm still not sure it's all it's cracked up to be... standing in a cloakroom queue for 45 minutes at the end of a night isn't quite what I'd call "fun".

  • In contrast to the above statement, I still act like a little old lady and bake a lot.  But I don't really mind because A)  Cakes are always a good idea and B) people tend to be happier when in the vicinity of said cake.


  • Also, I still act like a five year old and jump at the chance to dress up, it never gets old.

  • I've read.  Lots.  I know that's something you prepare yourself for when picking something like English Lit but at the same time So.  Many.  Books.  And often they are shite.

  • Danced with the best.

  • Tried to be fitter.  During Uni time I went swimming nearly every Wednesday and did between 30-50 lengths each time.  Now I'm not in the west end so much this is proving tricky.  Went a run today for the first time and discovered I feel out of breath after two minutes, then got caught in a downpour.  So safe to say, running isn't for me.

And finally, I've stayed in love.