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boredom
Feb. 21st, 2009 | 10:09 am
mood: 
cold
Where is your cell phone? drawer
Your significant other? none
Your hair? pixie
Your mother? overworked
Your father? overworked
Your favorite thing? horse
Your dream last night? weird
Your favorite drink? drpepper
Your dream/goal? jockey
What room are you in? room
Your hobby? writing
Your fear? spiders
Where do you want to be in 6 years? racetrack
Where were you last night? home
Something that you aren't? outgoing
Muffins? no
Wish list item? horse
What are you wearing? clothes
TV? racing
Your pets? many
Friends? few
Your mood? longing
Missing someone? no
Drinking? no
Smoking? no
Car? driveway
Something you're not wearing? shoes
Your favorite store? kohls
Favorite color? changes
When is the last time you cried? eh
Where do you go over and over? room
People who email me regularly? spam
My favorite place to eat? home
Favorite place I'd like to be at right now? barn
People I think will respond? nope.
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what i want.
Feb. 20th, 2009 | 07:33 pm
mood: 
cheerful
So, today my mom told me to make a list for what i wanted for christmas, i know it's a bit too early. and without a second thought, i want to say one ticket straight to california. it's not like i like the state, i barely know anything about it, but the santa anita race track is there, plus Frank Garza's Jockey school is located there also and i need this, i really do. i have made up my mind, i want to go there and start my life, my way. i know it will be hard and the school costs thousands of bucks each month excluding the hundred bucks to rent out the horse so you can learn.
i want to tell my mom, i already told her a million times that this is what i want to do, but still she just sits there and goes on her petty way. i'm seventeen, but i'm a freshman in high school, so i have a long way in front of me, but i have a feeling this could really be a chance to start my life and write my own.
i'm planning on working from the bottom until i get my big break from my parent's shell. i'm planning on working for my riding lessons at a local stable near my city, so i can get more experiance with riding and with horses in general. i used to ride, but then money became an issue and i had to quit. i worked at a local farm a year or two ago, but it only lasted one day considering they expected me what to do and they had their noses stuck up high in the air, in other words, they were really snobby. i know i will get hurt and i know that it will be utterly hard work, but i am focused on this and, i wouldn't call it a dream, it's my goal in life.
i want to let them know that i can make them proud, that all their hard work won't just be for nothing. i'm doing this for the experiance. i love horses, but anything other than racing isn't for me. this excites me, just thinking about it thrills my bones. when i watch my favorite riders on the track, running toward the finish line, i get tears in my eyes and i pray, i pray that this is the path that God wants me to follow. i know that he will lead me down the right path, i just hope this is the one. i fully, with my heart, trust in him. i trust that he will guide me in whichever direction he wants me to go in.
like i wrote above, this isn't some dream, this is a goal.
i want to tell my mom, i already told her a million times that this is what i want to do, but still she just sits there and goes on her petty way. i'm seventeen, but i'm a freshman in high school, so i have a long way in front of me, but i have a feeling this could really be a chance to start my life and write my own.
i'm planning on working from the bottom until i get my big break from my parent's shell. i'm planning on working for my riding lessons at a local stable near my city, so i can get more experiance with riding and with horses in general. i used to ride, but then money became an issue and i had to quit. i worked at a local farm a year or two ago, but it only lasted one day considering they expected me what to do and they had their noses stuck up high in the air, in other words, they were really snobby. i know i will get hurt and i know that it will be utterly hard work, but i am focused on this and, i wouldn't call it a dream, it's my goal in life.
i want to let them know that i can make them proud, that all their hard work won't just be for nothing. i'm doing this for the experiance. i love horses, but anything other than racing isn't for me. this excites me, just thinking about it thrills my bones. when i watch my favorite riders on the track, running toward the finish line, i get tears in my eyes and i pray, i pray that this is the path that God wants me to follow. i know that he will lead me down the right path, i just hope this is the one. i fully, with my heart, trust in him. i trust that he will guide me in whichever direction he wants me to go in.
like i wrote above, this isn't some dream, this is a goal.