(semi-serious egoistic parody on essay with much of teenage pathetic phrases)
My happiness and my loneliness is Music. Happiness – that’s because it’s all I need and I have it. No one can take music from me; it’s not interesting for “No one”, because he/she has his/her own Music, unique, unforgettable, eternal etc. Happiness – because I enjoy listening, singing, playing This Queen_Of_Arts. Loneliness – that’s because I can’t speak about my favorite style – opera – with many of my friends. They think, I’m mad – and they’re right. I’m, of course, mad, because I just… studying in a classic vocal and I’m crazy about opera. It’s natural, I guess. But it’s STRANGE and UNFASHIONABLE *sarcastic laughing (performed by me) behind the cadre*
My specialty and my passionate love is Music. Specialty – because, as I said, on a stationery I’m studying on a classic (opera) vocal. My dream is blah-blah-blah – to become an operatic singer, to live in Music etc, etc. And passionate love – it’s very simply. We need to love future specialty – it’s a That Really Important Future Thing, From What Mean Our Lives. Am I not right?
My metaphor and my reality is Music. Opera music is stronger for me than reality. But it was biggest my fault – that reality is boring. No-no, it is a fantastic detective story with operatic passions and belcanto comic moments. No one laughs? I knew it! And I forgot such interesting genre, like a horror film. It’s when we have session and exams, when students think about suicide. Joke, of course. Sorry my French) Aha, I forgot also “metaphor”. So, think – where can we find best metaphor, than Music? Right! Nowhere. By music you can show everything. Every jealousy eyes, lyric moment, everyday routine, dancing time, love letter, official boring document, passions in kindergarten, magical spells etc. Everything! And it’s beautiful!
My voice and my studying is also… – what? Music, of course. Beginning from a big letter. Voice is little like me (now). Young voice, yes. I am only 18, so cannot speak about “I can sing well”. I’m studying. Character of a voice – coloratura soprano. And I can even dream about “brilliant, technically perfect and mystically charming” vocal. But (oh, trivial phrase) – Dreams_Come_True. *an ironical – irony is about me – smile behind the cadre).
My unique medicine and my brain illness is (ha-ha-ha, surprise) Music. Medicine, that fights against different depressive thinking and teenage problems. When I’m “unhappy”, music helps me return positive to life. And it’s easy method. In my opinion – the one active method, especially for young and foolish people.
My (damn, banality) life and lies is Music. Life – you understand. I see MUSIC everywhere, even in journalism. Lies – oh, that-s because music can show this dark side too.
World without music is unreal.
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