pic of the week (a week and a half late...)

ack! there needs to be more hours in a day. with all these tests, essays, a standardized test (emphasise on the amount of tests), and projects is driving me up the wall. though my group APUSH project was quite successful (98 bee-yotch!) and my group Scarlet Letter project went even better (all the english teachers gawked at our dimmsdale piñata) it's been crazy.

uber short summary of my lamb/goat show: my finewool-cross got 1st in his class, but nothing in champion drive; my goat was like third to last in his. it was a relatively short show, cause it was me and one other student with like 6 lambs (i can barely handle my lamb and goat, i have no idea how he does it!) anywayys, it was a good beginning of the year. tomorrow: cva training, 8 a.m. sharp, whoot. i know this sounds really pretentious, but i'm starting to get irritated that i'm the only one that already knows a lot of the information. i'm just the bitch who took a butt load of ag(riculture) classes, ffa nerd, and horse rider. I guess it's a good thing that it's like a review of the material. there has to be something good about it.

okay finally pic of the week! but really late! this week is pride...

so yeah, once again, it's easy to understand what pride is. if you don't understand, pride is having the excessive belief of one's abilities, and can be viewed as vanity sometimes. so the glass is like, "dude, look at how cool i am, and you're not...*cough, cough, loser*" ***notice the pinky. oke dokey, that's it for the pic of the week. just four more sins/glasses than i'll move on to some other random pictures. much love.

6 hourss...plus horse show fun

oh my god i am so thankful i only have one lamb and goat. my lamb (moe) had like an inch & a half thick wool and it seriously took about 2 hours to clean all of it, and i found some of the most random stuff twisted in it. twigs, poo (of course), feed, stickers (plant thingie), and even small bugs. it was not fun for me, so i can't imagine what it was like for poor moe. i hardly recognized him without his wooly face. it makes me a little sad :( i felt bad cause he had to stand there forever, washing, drying, clipping, it was no suprise he started to be an ass towards the end. ollie (goat) was practicallly a patient angel while i washed him, but when it came time to shear his head, he was a giant douche. then he was much-like-a-donkey to my ag(riculture) teacher. my toes are blistered by my stupid rubber boots, but my animals have clean, cutted coats, full stomachs, and a blanket to cover their new naked-ness. it doesn't help it's in the 60s at night, then 80s in the daytime. so to make this clear, i have a lamb and goat show sunday.

i totally forgot to blog about my horse show last weekend. it was a two-day show, two-classes i was in. i won both, but by default cause nobody decided to show againist me. i'm just that good *snap* haha anywayys, my first ride was by far the best ride i've ever had on my mac. in was a-mazing, except for one thing...i fell off XP so we were trotting arond the arena liked we owned the place, there was a rough patch in the dirt, a little bobble side step, pop goes my left stirrup, then pop goes me. my trainer just sighed and shook her head. i just brushed the dirt off my butt, put my derby back on and walked towards my horse. my other trainer came running in and said, "what happened?! you were having such a good ride!" I just smiled and said, "i lost a stirrup". it's odd that i always fall off at stupidest moments. example, my first show with Harley (RIP), lost both stirrups, cantering at full speed, me: smiling, having a good ole time. once i fell off because i was standing in the line-up at home, and i wanted to check if my horse's feet were aligned aka parked out. i leaned over, not knowing my girth was super loose, and plopped into the dirt. driving home, my mom said that mac felt i was falling and slickly trotted more to the right so i wouldn't crack my head open on the rail, stopped, than looked for me as if he was saying "human?! where'd ya go?!" and waited for me to get up. he will forever ruin all future boyfriends for me. XD my second ride was boring compared to that. oh well, i got some more miles on the still young macaroni (there are so many nicknames for my horse mac). plus when i wasn't showing i got to dj background music. sweet right?

if by any chance FFA is selling turkeys and cookies (meats and treats) at your school, buy! it may sound desperate and some items may be over-priced, but our budget has been cut, and we only get $5 of each item sold. we need money to cover LDEs (leadership development events), CDEs (career development events), shows, and food provided in the meeting!

ugh

ugh today was so frustrating. so there was a pep rally, and since they aren't mandatory, most un-spirited kids just sleep in like an extra 25 minutes (class starts 25 minutes later) well this was my original plan, but because i was so stuck on a SAT practice paper, i decided to wake up early and write it (usually i can whip up a 2 page paper in 45 minutes, i just had major brain issues last night) so i woke up early, but i forgot to tell my mom i was going to so she slept in late, so i had to wait on her to go feed my animals (i'm a dork and only have my permit. see kiddies, procrastination is bad!)

i was already a little cheesed off when i realized that i needed to haul animal feed up to the barn, conveniently located atop a hill. thank god i kept my feed in my truck right? wrong of course. because it rained the night before, i stored my feed in the cab of my truck to prevent rot, but little did i know that the passenger seat does not pull forward. i had difficulties getting the lamb feed out, and it ripped, pouring out at least a meal worth of feed. because i didn't want to waste anymore feed, i rushed up the hill to find a feed dolley. i raced to my truck and gently placed the bag on it. the goat feed, much like goats in general, was stubborn. while pulling it out, it slid in between the front and back seat and wedged itself in. after a long chorus of profanities, i rushed my ripped lamb feed to my lamb and salvaged leftover goat feed. my ag(riculture) teacher saw my frustration while tending to a sick lamb and sympathized, saying if i was a tad late i'd be okay. steaming i went back to my truck. my goat bag decided to rip open too. @&?$!

after all the rushing, finishing my paper, trying to throw my computer out the window for not letting me submit my paper, profanity, running to my truck to get my jacket, i ended up being 25 (irony right?) minutes late (even with pep rally) to my vet tech class expecting to make up notes on safety and sanitation. guess what? it was a free day and she hadn't taken roll yet. just my luck.

pic of the week

in the continuation of the seven deadly sins series, here is greed...

greed is pretty self-explanatory, but otherwise desire of material wealth of gain. so in this glass, you get more than a regular glass. oh, and today in my neatorama email there was this quaint picture also relating to the seven deadly sins...

ain't it cute? it was sold here on etsy. so yup, once again, if you need any explanation to the seven deadly sins click here. oke dokey. i promise to blog some more this week, that is if anybody else subscribes :D

in memory of Harley

sadly, today my very first horse, Harley, had to be put down today. i was 13 when i first rode Harley (registered name Magnificent Scene). he was the first horse i ever showed in five-gaited junior exhibitor. i was scared but he took care of me. it was as if he said, "stop messing with my bridle and let me work." he helped me when i didn't know what to do, but made me work if i got lazy. he taught me to be patient, to pay attention to surroundings, and how to trust my ride. it was almost like he was made for me; he was born exactly one day before me. same month, same year.
he always had a persistent eye condition called uveitis, where one of his eyes would get temporarily foggy. he was doing fine with his medication, until last my, when his condition got worse. eventually he developed a cataract in each eye. it was so painful for him in one, that we decided to remove it. little did we know was that eye was functional and his other was blinded. he became blind. all was going well this couple months, usually blind horses are so scared, they have to be euthanized immediately, but Harley was so trusting that he made it through. the only thing is he would sometimes bump into things in his stall. he hurt his shoulder and foot because of this, so to make sure he didn't go through anymore pain, the decision was made for him to be put down.
i've cried ever since the decision was made, and it's going to be hard not seeing him every weekend, but if i had to let him go to keep him from hurting, it was the only choice i could make. i love you Harley and i will always miss you.

Magnificent Scene, "Harley"
(1992-2008)