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[llamaheehaw]

I found out today that this guy in my public speaking class is also a transfer student from Redlands! He was giving this speech about this camping trip he went on and it turns out I also know one of the guys who was on the trip! Anyways, I was suprised how nice it felt to know someone was from Redlands. We swapped stories about the sketchy Inland Empire. I guess I kinda miss the whole being gone, being away at school, even if that some place where I was wasn't all that fun. It's great getting to have a closer relationship with my family, but I miss the feeling of coming home. There's no way I'd take back the transfering; being able to ride again is priceless, but in some weird way I miss Redlands too. I think I'll probably always think of Redlands as mine in a way that USF never will be. Or maybe I'll feel differently in a few years. Maybe USF will become mine as well, in the same way that Redlands did. Redlands wasn't always mine.

While I'm on the topic of Redlands, I'm pissed off. Originally I was going to go visit people from Redlands for my spring break, but then I couldn't because of the horse show I was going to have. Now it turns out that my trainers aren't going to the show anymore, and scratched everyone from our barn, because the weather's been so crappy we've hardly been able to ride the last two weeks (by the time the arena is dry enough to ride in, it pours again). This means that I can't see everyone until their graduation in May. Poop.

I suppose I should finally getting around to the crappy ethics essay I've been putting off writing.