OK, I'm really bad on updating...
I haven't written anything here for about a week! That's really scary...
Going to tell you a bit of what has happened, then...
Last weekend I had, as I've said before, three concerts with the amazing group FOMP, and I can tell you that there hasn't been a day since last Sunday that I haven't missed those wonderful guys. Really hope to meet them again sometime.
On Monday I introduced my class to Doctor Who, which was really great - none of them had seen it :D And I believed they enjoyed it, even though we got some trouble with the DVD, which resulted in that we couldn't watch the end of the episode. I had to tell them what happened so that they could do the questions I had written down for them. They actually have to write an essay based on Doctor Who (a short FanFic, actually) and hand it in to me :D My teacher thought it was a great idea and I'm actually considering posting the essays on a separate account on FanFiction.Net, so that you guys can write good and bad reviews on them.
I actually had a fever on Monday already, so I went home after the English-lesson, skipping Drama-class. I was home almost all week, didn't go back to school until Friday. And then I had one test in Science (soooo easy! I had done it some years ago as well and it took me no time at all to write it!), we watched a movie in English and in German as well... so very relaxed :)
Then... Saturday. I had a competition, horse-jumping, and I hadn't been on a horse for about a year. But I believed I would stay on as I knew my horse liked to jump... or so I thought!
This horse, named Waldemar, was the stable's best horse in horse-jumping. He's jumped over 1,30 metres. But I found out that he's actually lost his affection to jumping... though, a bit too late. During the first jumps before the actual competition, he felt great. I really thought that the rider before me had been riding a bit too slow and that was whys she'd fallen off. But, I was wrong. When it was my turn, I rode at a good speed towards the first jump... and Waldemar stopped, just as he'd done with the previous rider. I flew over his head, landed on one of the bars and hurt my knee a bit. But I didn't feel it, I was just so surprised. I got back on the horse, 'cause I had the judge's permission to jump the obstacle even though I had lost by falling off. And he stopped two more times, though I didn't fall off these times. Then we got over number 1, 2, 3... and stopped again at number 4. Then I told the judge that I didn't want to go further. If Waldemar didn't feel like he wanted to jump, then he didn't have too.
I'm going to ride him again in about a week, jumping, and I'm going to try and make him feel that there's no pressure on him right now. I want him to feel that it's fun again...
Updating soon (hopefully) again!