Wow, this has been a pretty tiring first week back! :-S In good ways and bad ways. I loved going to see Evita yesterday, but I feel drained after this whole ongoing issue thing. Hopefully we'll get some closure soon - I will be able to move on when I've spoken to him face to face.
I had Music this afternoon. I always find the lessons really hard. It's almost like learning a new language. Apparently it's the third hardest A-Level - after Further Maths and Physics - that's what I keep telling myself whenever I'm finding it too hard. There's so much to remember - our teacher says it's like a huge memory test. We have to remember literally every musical feature in about 6 pieces from film/tv scores and also 3 pieces from the pop/jazz part of the course...as well as knowing about the forms, themes, characteristics of the musical eras, being able to perform pieces of music to a high standard, write bach chorales and baroque counterpoints, compose pieces of music to a high standard...it's such a challenge.
Last July I went on a week's summer school at Oxford University to do music. I found it really interesting and fell in love with the University. I was so disappointed when my music teacher told me that she really didn't think I could get an A - for Oxford your results need to be AAA - and I'm apparently on target for two As in German and English Lit - so Music was so disappointing. If I get two As for English Lit and German I might try to stay on at school in my gap year and do an A-Level in a year - which means going in for about 8 hours a week. I'm thinking about it. I'd really love to leave school with three As, that would be brilliant. I might try to study English Literature at Oxford, that would be wonderful.
I'm not 100% sure that I'd want to study music anyway. Part of the reason why I love music so much is the fact that it contains so much raw emotion. A song comes from the heart, it's a spontaneous moment, a very personal thought. Analysing it in the depth that we do at school makes it seem so mechanical and contrived. We listen to music for pleasure, to reassure ourselves that we're not alone, to become involved in the emotions of the composer - not to analyse every single chord and try to find a formula responsible for making us feel the way we do. Creativity can't be explained - and explaining it shouldn't be attempted. Part of the magic is the mystery.
I'd better go now; it's getting late and I have a long weekend of revision ahead of me!