Acey83's blog post - September.

I always said that this year would go really quickly, but I don't think I really believed it. Well, now we're more than two-thirds of the way through this year, and I think my mind is somewhere back in May.

I got through all that work I talked about last time with a B+ average. I expected worse, so I'm pretty happy. As long as I pass this semester's papers on the same average, I can go straight on to my Master's degree next year. We're doing things with a point to them this time around, so I think I'll be slightly more motivated than I was last semester.

I've been reading through Alpina's blog and realising how bland my life is right now. For those of you who don't know, Alpina is an amazing, incredible woman, who feels and senses things far beyond what most of us are capable of, and her adventures have had me spellbound ever since she began posting. Even her writing is a delight for the senses, so in person she must surely be capable of blowing a man's mind. I hope I have the chance to meet her one day, even if it's only in a dream.

Sure, I have a future ahead of me and a whole lot of things to do and music to write. But why do I already feel past my prime? Maria Sharapova won the US Open last weekend; she's 19. An acquaintance of mine, John Chen, won the Sydney International Piano Competition (and various others) when he was 18. And there are dozens of kids no older than 20 who make it to the Olympics, some of whom have gone on to win medals. At 23 years old, I feel like I've slacked away most of the good years of my life.

Most of all, I feel like I'm due for something *really* good to happen to me. You know, like winning Lotto or signing a record deal. Actually, the guys want to reform the band with a new drummer this weekend, so we'll see what becomes of that. But for now, I'm stuck in the mire of musicology, hoping that someone will someday pay enough attention to my work for me to go on and lead a simple, comfortable, pointless life.

It's now closing on 3:30am as I write this, so I'll quit moaning and get some sleep. There's always too much work to do, but I've never failed a paper yet, and I'll be damned if I fail a paper now.

Alex
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