Hrm. Where to start? So yeah, mom had to end up throwing stuffed animals at me to get me to wake up. Hey, it's the summer, you can't blame me! And I was really sleepy, for some reason. We went to the Conyers horse show and saw all the fancy Western horses. Actually, no, we went to watch Fayne judge. Diane was very "Don't wave to him, don't talk to him, don't breathe too loud, don't crinkle paper, etc." Mom did anyways, go figure. -_-; There were some kick-ass horses there and some not so kick-ass horses, one of them was this QH/APP cross, who was kinda ugly, but he was a saint. You could tell he enjoyed what he did because of the way he had his ears pricked and that happy twinkle in his eyes. His rider was really small, just a little girl, a David against all the Goliaths on their four hundred thousand dollar horses. It made me want to scream and shout and cry for joy when that little horse won. I love it when things like that happen. Stopped by the tack shop on our way out of the horse park, bought random horse boots and some vetrap, a new crop and some horse treats. I really wanted that blaze whitening stuff and some new bell boots for Matt, but mom said no, everything there was too expensive. So I dropped the case. I don't really like to argue with people, it takes too much out of me. Went to Peggy's, and I was supposed to have a lesson and ride some horses for her, but she was late getting back from her show, so I just ended up doing one horse. He was a awesome horse, though. I was pointing him at three foot oxxers and he was having the time of his life! It's horses like that that make riding fun. Here he is.. bad pictures, but meh. Speaking of pictures, i was gonna try and get this nice pic I did of a seahorse up here, but I'm too lazy to go get my camera. Pity. Eh, I'll do it tomorrow. I messed up my legs again, they sting like crazy. Dad's mad at me, says I shouldn't have ridden--I suppose he's right. GAH, he just put this ointment on the spots and it BURNS!! owowowowow.. ;_;... Ah.. I found this old box of things I made from first to eighth grades, and I was really touched--it makes me feel special to know that my mom's hoarding my things away like precious treasures, you know? Heh. I'm such a sap sometimes. I'm very fired up about my Sage/chris story, but I know All's Fair comes first. (Dun worry Lena!! ^_^! I won't let you down!) I just wish my storyline was a bit more carefully thought out.. x_x;;;;;; Ah, well. I suppose I better go slave on that chapter now, huh? ....Feh.