Everyone who works at Hollister is mean and can eat my ass.
AKA second best song title idea ever. (Cookie to those who know the best.)
School has been drama-soup this week. Apparantly, using magical LJ powers, I tracked down my friend's ex's LJ and left mean comments? Right, 'cause you know I'm the kinda person to write bitchy "zomg u suk" comments, (rife with poor grammar!) on a total stranger's LJ. So I heard the girl talking about me to one of her clones, and when I walked by them the clone saw me and her face was not unlike that of Racetrack's after Spot Conlon's "On the grounds of Brooklyn, y'onor." line from Newsies. Amusing to say the least. I kind of wish one of them would confront me, just so I can say "Check the IP address your LJ logged, bitch." and clear my name. 'til then I'll just lqtm. I love high school drama.
In much more exciting and emotional news, Teddy retired. He is my trainer's 28 year old thoroughbred, who I've been working with for three years. He taught me so incredibly much, and I'm really, really going to miss his canter and his lessons. When I rode him, he taught me. Now that I'm riding my mare, Cindy, again *all the time*, I'm teaching her. I love that, but I liked my Teddy lessons because they'd help me learn what the right thing is supposed to feel like, and help me get Cindy to do the right thing immediately. I'm kinda sad that I won't be showing Teddy, either, because with him I'd be doing Training level right off the bat. With Cindy, who's never been shown, we're going to have to do an Intro test for the first few times. The bad thing about this is that she memorizes things so quickly that we've REALLY got to break it up so that she doesn't memorize the test. Well, that, and the fact that she gets nervous pretty easily. Yack.
It's gonna be a fuuuuun summer.
NTS: get some Ben Kweller live stuff asap.
School has been drama-soup this week. Apparantly, using magical LJ powers, I tracked down my friend's ex's LJ and left mean comments? Right, 'cause you know I'm the kinda person to write bitchy "zomg u suk" comments, (rife with poor grammar!) on a total stranger's LJ. So I heard the girl talking about me to one of her clones, and when I walked by them the clone saw me and her face was not unlike that of Racetrack's after Spot Conlon's "On the grounds of Brooklyn, y'onor." line from Newsies. Amusing to say the least. I kind of wish one of them would confront me, just so I can say "Check the IP address your LJ logged, bitch." and clear my name. 'til then I'll just lqtm. I love high school drama.
In much more exciting and emotional news, Teddy retired. He is my trainer's 28 year old thoroughbred, who I've been working with for three years. He taught me so incredibly much, and I'm really, really going to miss his canter and his lessons. When I rode him, he taught me. Now that I'm riding my mare, Cindy, again *all the time*, I'm teaching her. I love that, but I liked my Teddy lessons because they'd help me learn what the right thing is supposed to feel like, and help me get Cindy to do the right thing immediately. I'm kinda sad that I won't be showing Teddy, either, because with him I'd be doing Training level right off the bat. With Cindy, who's never been shown, we're going to have to do an Intro test for the first few times. The bad thing about this is that she memorizes things so quickly that we've REALLY got to break it up so that she doesn't memorize the test. Well, that, and the fact that she gets nervous pretty easily. Yack.
It's gonna be a fuuuuun summer.
NTS: get some Ben Kweller live stuff asap.