OhMissAllie
Oct 13, 2009
OhMissAllie
Oct 12, 2009
Undergraduate / FSU Essay. This one's so hard to write on. =[ [6]
I can just feel it. My hairs prickle and a tiny mountain range forms on my forearms. The group in front of me strikes an eerie minor chord and I want more than anything to share with everyone the emotion that the instruments are conveying to me. My heart beats quickly and I anticipate the resolving chord to follow. It doesn't. The music takes a strange turn and I can sense everybody shifting in their chairs, discomforted by the rules the piece is seemingly breaking. Then it comes, the home chord, and we breathe a sigh of relief. I cannot stop smiling. If everybody felt the happiness that music brings to me, nobody would ever want to turn down the volume. The beauty of music is that it's so simply complex. The raw materials of a song can describe me as a person.
If you look at the poetic words in a song they tell you something. I'm a song that just tells you how it is. My lyrics are a splatter of my thoughts. I'll sing to you my heart's desires even if you don't want to know. I'll tell you that I dream of being a chorus teacher because my adolescent vision of being the next Hilary Duff is highly unlikely. Although, more than that, I'd hum to you that it's really because there's nothing more exhilarating than watching some organized scribbles literally come to life in the voices of people and the joy they radiate from the magic they can fabricate.
One two three, two two three...Can you feel the tempo? The beat of a song is the steady rhythm of life. Life trucks on, fluid and persistent until an action disrupts its path. My favorite beat is a broken, syncopated waltz. I love when life has that "this is so surreal it must be a movie" feel. You float on through with a skip in your step. Everybody should dance through life. It's not strange to break out and dance in the mall if your favorite song is on. Follow the rhythm that makes you the happiest.
My favorite part of music is the harmonies. A harmony is a collection of multiple notes sounded simultaneously. Sometimes these notes clash and create a dissonant sound. That's when my music becomes the complexities in life. I'm given this sour problem and I need to find a way to resolve it. I use my wits and follow basic rules. Forgive with expectations and be flexible to compromise. I make a point to breathe and consider others' opinions. It always resolves to the home tone. Then you can start anew.
My favorite band is Of Montreal. They're an indie group with a lot of spunk. Their music is never the same. It's always changing over the song and they sing about what makes them happy. I relate to their style. I hope that I'll always be seen as strong enough to trust in change and free enough to love every bit of it.
I can just feel it. My hairs prickle and a tiny mountain range forms on my forearms. The group in front of me strikes an eerie minor chord and I want more than anything to share with everyone the emotion that the instruments are conveying to me. My heart beats quickly and I anticipate the resolving chord to follow. It doesn't. The music takes a strange turn and I can sense everybody shifting in their chairs, discomforted by the rules the piece is seemingly breaking. Then it comes, the home chord, and we breathe a sigh of relief. I cannot stop smiling. If everybody felt the happiness that music brings to me, nobody would ever want to turn down the volume. The beauty of music is that it's so simply complex. The raw materials of a song can describe me as a person.
If you look at the poetic words in a song they tell you something. I'm a song that just tells you how it is. My lyrics are a splatter of my thoughts. I'll sing to you my heart's desires even if you don't want to know. I'll tell you that I dream of being a chorus teacher because my adolescent vision of being the next Hilary Duff is highly unlikely. Although, more than that, I'd hum to you that it's really because there's nothing more exhilarating than watching some organized scribbles literally come to life in the voices of people and the joy they radiate from the magic they can fabricate.
One two three, two two three...Can you feel the tempo? The beat of a song is the steady rhythm of life. Life trucks on, fluid and persistent until an action disrupts its path. My favorite beat is a broken, syncopated waltz. I love when life has that "this is so surreal it must be a movie" feel. You float on through with a skip in your step. Everybody should dance through life. It's not strange to break out and dance in the mall if your favorite song is on. Follow the rhythm that makes you the happiest.
My favorite part of music is the harmonies. A harmony is a collection of multiple notes sounded simultaneously. Sometimes these notes clash and create a dissonant sound. That's when my music becomes the complexities in life. I'm given this sour problem and I need to find a way to resolve it. I use my wits and follow basic rules. Forgive with expectations and be flexible to compromise. I make a point to breathe and consider others' opinions. It always resolves to the home tone. Then you can start anew.
My favorite band is Of Montreal. They're an indie group with a lot of spunk. Their music is never the same. It's always changing over the song and they sing about what makes them happy. I relate to their style. I hope that I'll always be seen as strong enough to trust in change and free enough to love every bit of it.
OhMissAllie
Oct 11, 2009
Undergraduate / FSU Essay. This one's so hard to write on. =[ [6]
I'm not even sure if I'm writing to the topic correctly. But I have such a creative block it's ridiculous. I've been pulling hairs out over this thing for a week.
I need to cut three words. Where?
Thank you so very much! This is a huge help!
I'm sure you know the topic but it's:
For almost one hundred years, the Latin words, "Vires, Artes, Mores" have been the guiding philosophy behind Florida State University. Vires signifies strength of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual; Artes alludes to the beauty of intellectual pursuits as exemplified in skill, craft, or art; and Mores refers to character, custom, or tradition. Describe how one or more of the values embodied in these concepts are reflected in your life.
I can just feel it. My hairs prickle and a tiny mountain range forms on my forearms. The group in front of me strikes an eerie minor chord and I want more than anything to share with everyone the emotion that the instruments are conveying to me. My heart beats quickly and I anticipate the resolving chord to follow. It doesn't. The music takes a strange turn and I can sense everybody shifting in their chairs, discomforted by the rules the piece is seemingly breaking. Then it comes, the home chord, and we breathe a sigh of relief. I cannot stop smiling. If everybody felt the happiness that music brings to me, nobody would ever want to turn down the volume. The beauty of music is that it's so simply complex. The raw materials of a song can describe me as a person.
If you look at the poetic words in a song they tell you something. I'm one of those songs that just tell you how it is. My lyrics are a splatter of my thoughts. I'd sing to you my heart's desires even if you don't want to know. I'll tell you that I dream of being a chorus teacher because my adolescent vision of being the next Hilary Duff is highly unlikely. Although, more than that, I'd hum to you that it's really because there's nothing more exhilarating than watching some organized scribbles literally come to life in the voices of people and the joy they radiate from the magic they can fabricate.
One two three, two two three...Can you feel the tempo? The beat of a song is the steady rhythm of life. Life trucks on, fluid and persistent until an action disrupts its path. My favorite beat is a broken, syncopated waltz. I love when life has that "this is so surreal it must be a movie" feel. You float on through with a skip in your step. Everybody should dance through life. It's not strange to break out and dance in the mall if your favorite song is on. Follow the rhythm that makes you the happiest.
My favorite part of music is the harmonies. A harmony is a collection of multiple notes sounded simultaneously. Sometimes these notes clash and create a dissonant sound. That's when my music becomes the complexities in life. I'm given this sour problem and I need to find a way to resolve it. I use my wits and follow basic rules. Always forgive and be flexible to compromise. I make a point to always breathe and accept others' opinions. It always resolves to home. Then you can start anew.
My favorite band is Of Montreal. They're an indie group with a lot of spunk. Their music is never the same. It's always changing over the song and they sing about what makes them happy. I relate to their style. I hope that I'll always be seen as strong enough to trust in change and free enough to love every bit of it.
Can you tell which topic I'm writing to? Does it do anything to tell about me or is it way too vague? Can you give me some tips? I guess it'ssort of abstract.. And every ounce of grammatical help is very much desired. I'm sorry. I'm just so nervous about it!
I'm not even sure if I'm writing to the topic correctly. But I have such a creative block it's ridiculous. I've been pulling hairs out over this thing for a week.
I need to cut three words. Where?
Thank you so very much! This is a huge help!
I'm sure you know the topic but it's:
For almost one hundred years, the Latin words, "Vires, Artes, Mores" have been the guiding philosophy behind Florida State University. Vires signifies strength of all kinds - moral, physical, and intellectual; Artes alludes to the beauty of intellectual pursuits as exemplified in skill, craft, or art; and Mores refers to character, custom, or tradition. Describe how one or more of the values embodied in these concepts are reflected in your life.
I can just feel it. My hairs prickle and a tiny mountain range forms on my forearms. The group in front of me strikes an eerie minor chord and I want more than anything to share with everyone the emotion that the instruments are conveying to me. My heart beats quickly and I anticipate the resolving chord to follow. It doesn't. The music takes a strange turn and I can sense everybody shifting in their chairs, discomforted by the rules the piece is seemingly breaking. Then it comes, the home chord, and we breathe a sigh of relief. I cannot stop smiling. If everybody felt the happiness that music brings to me, nobody would ever want to turn down the volume. The beauty of music is that it's so simply complex. The raw materials of a song can describe me as a person.
If you look at the poetic words in a song they tell you something. I'm one of those songs that just tell you how it is. My lyrics are a splatter of my thoughts. I'd sing to you my heart's desires even if you don't want to know. I'll tell you that I dream of being a chorus teacher because my adolescent vision of being the next Hilary Duff is highly unlikely. Although, more than that, I'd hum to you that it's really because there's nothing more exhilarating than watching some organized scribbles literally come to life in the voices of people and the joy they radiate from the magic they can fabricate.
One two three, two two three...Can you feel the tempo? The beat of a song is the steady rhythm of life. Life trucks on, fluid and persistent until an action disrupts its path. My favorite beat is a broken, syncopated waltz. I love when life has that "this is so surreal it must be a movie" feel. You float on through with a skip in your step. Everybody should dance through life. It's not strange to break out and dance in the mall if your favorite song is on. Follow the rhythm that makes you the happiest.
My favorite part of music is the harmonies. A harmony is a collection of multiple notes sounded simultaneously. Sometimes these notes clash and create a dissonant sound. That's when my music becomes the complexities in life. I'm given this sour problem and I need to find a way to resolve it. I use my wits and follow basic rules. Always forgive and be flexible to compromise. I make a point to always breathe and accept others' opinions. It always resolves to home. Then you can start anew.
My favorite band is Of Montreal. They're an indie group with a lot of spunk. Their music is never the same. It's always changing over the song and they sing about what makes them happy. I relate to their style. I hope that I'll always be seen as strong enough to trust in change and free enough to love every bit of it.
Can you tell which topic I'm writing to? Does it do anything to tell about me or is it way too vague? Can you give me some tips? I guess it'ssort of abstract.. And every ounce of grammatical help is very much desired. I'm sorry. I'm just so nervous about it!
