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Birthday: 8/17/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: I love to write. I also love to draw and play music. My fandom is Yugiou and it is a yaoi paring, so please, if you don't like don't read. And please no flame if you don't like. I like it, it is my thing. I also love horses, and hope to be on the equestrian team. I still want to row again, and do enjoy it. Also, I enjoy hikes :]
Expertise: Writing, probably working in a kitchen could be considered one hahaha Only job I have had is in a kitchen...
Occupation: Student
Industry: Writer
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AIM:  horsegall20
Yahoo:  horsegall20
Member Since:
11/19/2004
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| Listening~ Jenn Grant: Dreamer
So, yesterday I felt terrible emotionally.
Today? Heh, better emotionally. Yet I think my stomach is gona...screw into itself heh I haven't had anything to drink or eat for dinner and still can't stomach anything. But I feel good...oddly.
This week I'm going to go down my list of stables and ranches, visit them, and hopefully start ridding soon. I just watched some stuff on youtube about horses, and got a good book about it. Yea, I'm reading again. Got to the library and got 7 books. They're due the 17th of June...I think I can read most of em ;P
So cha, library...and bad stomach haha But, for the first time in a few days, my eyes are looking up instead of down and I begin to feel that thirst for something new. I'm gona volunteer this summer at the Kent Special Ridding Center along with learning jumping at a stable.
I just need to find that connection with a horse again. Something deep down tells me that's where I need to go. It hopefully is guiding me right, and I will find out soon enough. But, for now, all I can do is hope, wait and dream of the next time I get to place my feet in the stirrups and hoist up.
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| So, I found a friends xanga today and got to a bit "facebook/xanga" stalking action. Hey, I'm not weird >.>
More or less, what I feel like saying is: write more here. Write more, say more and get yourself to talk more Dana. Nothing's wrong with that :]
And also, how much I value meeting all the people I met last semester. I kinda pushed my way into a spot, a replacement of sorts. And I was scared of that fact, I felt like I had to live up to something. Yet, I didn't. I was me, I did what I wanted to do, and I was not the same as she was. But I gained friendship none-the-less. And I met someone who has really allowed me to get a new look on life.
We all have our own opinions, and we should accept them. For instance, I am pro-rights with abortion. People would be pro-life. I care about your opinion, but not enough to put you down and say "You are wrong. I am right." Because really, where does that lead you? Fights, annoyment, anger? It's all unnecessary emotions. Just accept they do not agree. You will agree on other things. And really, when it comes down to it, if we all thought the same, the world would not be as interesting as it is :)
So though I am moving on.....and my moving on is hard and tough and not many people agree with what I am doing, I am gona do it. My grades from last semester fell, and I understand that.
But I want to ride. I would love getting up at six, walking down through rows of stalls. I wouldn't mind being the stable hand, who all she does is clean out stalls. I don't care. As long as I can be around them, hopefully ride those horses, will I be happy.
To do this, I need to get into MSU. And to get into MSU I need to try, write them a letter and push myself into the college. Just as I did last year.
.....i don't think colleges like me haha
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| :] so ya know how my last post said nothing is happening?
Well, on friday, something did happen. Something good and something bad. Bad: I finally got an answer from UM and it was decline.
Good: Brandon suddenly showed up at my door after I had work Friday. xD yea, kinda bad in that I had work the next day at 8 but I called in the next morning....sick >.> Haha yea...But a lucky think for Friday was that my roomate was going out clubbing. At first, she asked if I wanted to come.
This was before I knew Brandon would be there. I said no, because...well, I don't trust myself in clubs with achocal alone without him. I did acctually do quite good, in that the people we went with who were in another dorm had vodka and...rum? in their room and I did not have any.
So, anyway, I was like "Nyo, I can't go. Thanks so much for the offer" and then.....Brandon shows up. lol Yet, Rochelle still had to help us. See, here in Iowa, you can't go out even in the clubs till your 19.
brandon and I are about 4-5 months short of that lmao. Sucks, yea but oh well. So, she found a fake for him and a I found a fake for myself. We were all set, and ready to go :] Of course, some of my roomies friends had prepartied, so it was interesting. I've never seen someone that drunk. I wana meet her sober though, because Rochelle says she is a really briliant girl.
So, Brandon agree'd to go dancing. And it was awesome :D I mean, could have been better lol The music was a little ehhhhh (played some bad, bad remixes of stuff, and all of us just could not get into it) So we stayed for about an hour and a half I think...we left at around 1 or 1:30 i think. Then, of course, Brandon got a hotel cuz he hates staying in the dorms with me cuz...he feels like he is imposing on my roomie. But we managed to catch a taxi at about 2 am lmao. It was pretty sweet :)
And the rest, I will not explain. All I know is, my feet were sore (I have open blisters from my shoes lol) but I am happy. very happy.
I have one month left to get through. I feel confident in myself to get through it. it's gona be dificult, but next year....will have the same hard classes, but it will be better. It will be better :)
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| Really not having the best of weeks. I keep getting so tired, I can't think. I can't write, I can't do anything. Study, can't do homework. All I wana do is read and just not think. And I keep reading and watching things about love.
Which reminds me of Brandon and makes me sad. Yet, I'm addicted. The only things I enjoy to read and watch has been romance. It's sad. Cuz it makes me so sad and makes me cry and I wonder why I torture myself so. I'll watch the screen, eyes watering and the tears clawing to get out. And yet, I have to read it. It's my taboo. Or no, that is not the word...
It is something that makes me sad, yet I must read it. I don't know why.
My head hurts. I'm looking forward to going to the Symphony concert tonight...still should get work done. But I try and I accomplish nothing but I need to get stuff done because I have work tomorrow and I have a midterm I am not ready for and can't get my thoughts together god damnit, really hate this.
I'm gona be winded by the end of this semester. Let me get accepted already, I'm sick of waiting...
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| I could post a complicated, long rant on the meaning of life of sorts. The meaning one has to another, the meaning of people as a social whole.
And then...I could just tell you all I saw Watchman and you can figure it out for yourself. The only thing I wana really say is...life is so skewed. Life, as a second and as a whole span, is more skewed than we can imagine. And humans, humans are so...so twisted. We can twist anything to make it work. Or to not work. We can see thing and yet be compleaty blind.
Geniuses and idiots. A twisted and conplauted society we live it.
Maybe you don't understand. But I do not want to eplain it. I am tired and it is time for me to sleep. Maybe one day, I will ponder over this subject more.
All I know now is...well, I think far to much after i see a movie or read a book. I ponder greatly on many things. This movie was just an overload to the brain.
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