Wednesday, February 4, 2009

We don't mean that much.

I hate it; there's always that anxiety that you have when you try to interpret signs. Are they saying these things to me because they're flirting and genuinely like me, or do they say this to every guy they talk to?  

I'm reading Mary Shelley's Frankenstein for english. It's tough going. I mean don't get me wrong it's a great novel and all, but boy I'm pretty sure there's a good reason most authors don't spend whole pages describing breezes in a letter. I like the whole monster-more-human-than-the-creator thing that's going on. It's still the most long winded short story I've ever read though.

I'd make some comments on philosophy about here, but I'm all philosophised out. For Music Extension I'm doing an essay on expression of emotion through music (as well as the subsequent understanding of that emotion/s). It's all in the field of musical philosophy; which i didn't even know existed, but it does. But yes the more I read about the matter the more musical philosophy makes sense. There are many questions concerning it when you get down to it. I've had to read some Tolstoy on the matter actually, which reminded me of the IT crowd (in an obscure way). God I love that show.

But yeah, I'm theorizing about associationism and wether our comprehension of musical emotion is innate or acquired later in life through experience and cultural influence. I'll post it once I've finished it, as long as someone reminds me.

...Should be finished in about six weeks, maybe five if I'm organized.


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