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So I should be working on my music theory paper, but I just finished half of it in a little more than half an hour so I'm rewarding myself with a cup of strong coffee with Bailey's and a livejournal post.
This paper only has to be three double-spaced pages long, but it's one of the most difficult papers I've ever written. I really have no idea what my professor is looking for, and having to analyze an atonal piece of music in essay form is really weird. Putting music into words is never easy, especially then the music is strange you're continuously using the word "palindromic" to describe what's happening in the score.
I went home for Mother's Day, which was nice for the most part, and while I was home I looked through a bunch of old pictures on the desktop. I have sooo many pictures of Will Be and me it's not even funny, which didn't help the whole "I miss riding a lot" thing. You'd think that after not riding this horse for a solid two years (long story there...) I wouldn't miss him so much... false. He was pretty amazing and we worked pretty well together... ok, really well together... and both he and I made a lot of progress in the 5/6 years I seriously rode him. I think what I miss more than anything was the summer I leased him. I spent all day at the barn helping Jen (riding instructor who passed away from a brain tumor) around the farm (holler for being tan and in shape) and then rode Will Be during the evenings, switching between dressage and jumping. The night always ended with a trail ride around the farm/surrounding woods, which consisted of either a nice relaxing walk/trot or me giving Will Be all the rein he wanted and letting him take off at a gallop.
Those were the days.
Holler.
I'm trying to take lessons around here this summer... we'll see if that happens.
Hoookay back to the paper... boo.
This paper only has to be three double-spaced pages long, but it's one of the most difficult papers I've ever written. I really have no idea what my professor is looking for, and having to analyze an atonal piece of music in essay form is really weird. Putting music into words is never easy, especially then the music is strange you're continuously using the word "palindromic" to describe what's happening in the score.
I went home for Mother's Day, which was nice for the most part, and while I was home I looked through a bunch of old pictures on the desktop. I have sooo many pictures of Will Be and me it's not even funny, which didn't help the whole "I miss riding a lot" thing. You'd think that after not riding this horse for a solid two years (long story there...) I wouldn't miss him so much... false. He was pretty amazing and we worked pretty well together... ok, really well together... and both he and I made a lot of progress in the 5/6 years I seriously rode him. I think what I miss more than anything was the summer I leased him. I spent all day at the barn helping Jen (riding instructor who passed away from a brain tumor) around the farm (holler for being tan and in shape) and then rode Will Be during the evenings, switching between dressage and jumping. The night always ended with a trail ride around the farm/surrounding woods, which consisted of either a nice relaxing walk/trot or me giving Will Be all the rein he wanted and letting him take off at a gallop.
Those were the days.
Holler.
I'm trying to take lessons around here this summer... we'll see if that happens.
Hoookay back to the paper... boo.