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Root Position Life

I am meg. I am a student a musician a something, hopefully going to be- musicologist. I generally want to make this a music blog. About my well musical being, if there is such a thing. 

Sunday, March 04, 2007

10:31 PM - I can go up, but not down...

So, blogs are pretty incredible ways of procrastination. HA! I went XCing, and Snowboarding today (i should mention for the last three days snowboarding). I went XCing first, challenging myself to the backside of Titcomb all the way to the top. And then when I got to the part where I saw the right side T-bar I realized the hill goes down.

down

and I went down, face in the snow (i am not used to this!)... four or five times. I realized I cannot go down hill on skis without getting very close to hitting trees... I can snowboard, like a freaking insane person - but with skis everything is BACKWARDS. You want to turn right you push with your left leg, vise versa... What the hell, friggin backward system is that!? On a snowboard you want to go right you push that way, its very natural. Yes, I am willing to learn, and might find myself on the pony tow rope practicing my snowplow... AH! On a snowboard I am a rockstar, I can do anything I wish - but that's with 12 years of experience... (and I must say today's conditions were so fast, I don't think Ive gone that fast on my snowboard in a few years. yay!) oy.

Okay I said I was going to reflect on things. I think my trip to NY was a huge turning point. Like I said I can see my game pieces for the future, now its just making the right moves. I think my research is pretty much done for my undergrad thesis. Now, its just writing just fitting what i need to fit in with all the potholes and headaches in between. Things are interesting right now. I can't wait for the momentum of this week to pick me up - last week was weird, with the snow day on Friday and it was the week back from vacation, just disorienting and very tired. This week - I am ready to make progress with things.

I am really looking forward to the research this summer with Steve. I can't believe we are co-writing something, still. I mean I gotta get through this semester and we have started the 7 week stretch of hell... But there is light. I see this being something incredibly cool, and just building on everything I've already done in my career. Something like this only kinda been an inkling of a wish for the past couple of years, but I never really expressed it - now I its happening! Poof there you go! One more pleasant surprise!

Everything seems to be happening. My roommates are getting into the grad schools they want to get into. I am traveling, going to conferences, and well doing everything I want to do in life. I realized it this weekend. This is it. I read some stuff I wrote in a journal back in sophomore year - how I wished to be intelligent, and somewhat eloquent - doing research just living my entire life though music... And you could probably look back to the first posts of RPL and see the same thing.

I have done it and I am doing it. To me, that's success. To be happy, to realize this is where you want to be - riding the waves (or snow) of your dreams. It just feels good.

Now, I better start dreaming again.


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