Today, at work, i was riding Artic Double, in a big stubble field. I was happily trotting along with Michelle who was on Tribal Run, when Artic Double (Archie) decided to start broncing madly, and then gallop off with me, full pelt. He was so strong and i couldnt pull him up, and we were heading for a bloody gateway which led to a busy duel carridgeway! So i managed to turn him just before the gate... straight in to a big fuck off hedge, thinking it'd stop him. But no. The bugger clears the fucker!!!! God knows how i stayed on.

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Take off side...modelled by Mrs Colin.

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Landing Side.

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The Spread.

Sorry the pics are rubbish, my camera seems to be retarded.
So, when we went back to visit the hedge... we measured the fucker, and it was 5ft7high, and from the hoofprints from take off to landing... it measured.... 21ft.
Bloody Hell.

That's it really. I'm still on a buzz from it all. I doubt i'll sleep tonight.

I miss Natalie Taylor.
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I've gone almost half a day without injury today!!!


Now i'll probably break my leg. I should have waited for the day to be completely over before i said that.

How is everyone?

x

laaaaaaaaa la laaaa la-la-la laaa.
laaaaaala laaa la-la


I have an amazing girlfriend.

And, i can't stop smiling.

I'm home for a week! Hurrah! Then i'm back off to Donny to do my NVQ level three in race riding. Yay!
I've been posing as a straight breeder type for a whole two weeks, and it's almost killed me. There's been no pervy comments regarding girls. I even went to the extreme of pointing out the reasonably good looking chaps.
I BLOODY LOVE COLLEGE!
It is officially the best thing ever. I didn't even want to come home. Except i did a bit. There's only so much of the North and it's Northerners i can stand. Two weeks was more than enough. I do appriciate my Southern existance at times.
I have new racing goggles. They're red and tinted. I look like a giant fly in them.
I rode a horse called Sounds Solo... he only has one eye. It scared me.
I also rode an insane horse called Noddy, who seemed intent on trying to kill me.
My favourite was Desert Fighter. He was ace.
Did i mention i dislike Northerners?

She's in Spain. It's rubbish.

I'm running away to Doncaster tomorrow to start my life. I'm coming back, because i have to because Northerners tend to hate me. A lot. Yes, i'm off to do a racing course, then i'm coming back, then i'm going away as soon as i gather myself a work placement and a place to live.
I want to live in the woods.

I'm feeling ace today. I had the usual Sunday afternoon nap, after trying to sell all my crap at ra Car Boot Sale. I did get a Kula Shaker album for 10p, and Toejam and Earl for the megadrive for 20p, and a Defenders of the Earth 'Diamonds are a Ming's best friend' video. NO really... that is actually the title of it!!! And i fancy Mandrake.
So yeah, and i sold some rubbish things i didn't want.

I'm very excited by my life at the moment. And i'm being tickled and rugby tackled because of it. But i don't mind. Cuz everything is bitchin'.
Ummm... that is all really.
I may get my hands on a computer at some point while i'm at college, but if not, i shall speak to those of you who wish to speak to me in a couple of weeks.
Cheerio for now.

ML xx

I'm crappy and poorly and it's rubbisher than most things.

I'm cold and a bit bored.
I'm not very interesting today if i'm quite honest.
So... i'm just going to be quiet.

Me and Trine and Spind rein acted Troy yesterday. Me and Trine pursued Spind to tickle his feet, and he locked himself in the bathroom. He then proceeded to make scary noises and post cotton buds underneath the door. Me and Trine tried to break in, but couldnt find the right screw driver, so we threw tomatoes at the window instead. Then we put all Spinds Spice Girls cds on the lawn, and put his favourite toy snake Sarah on the washing line by her tongue. Spind got very distressed, and somehow found a collection of key rings he began launching at us. So me and Trine cut the tail off of one of his other snakes. This went on for TWO hours, then Spind decided he was bored, so me and Trine won. We watched 3 hours of Extreme Makeover.
Then we went for a BBQ and Disco/Ginger Dans. It was brilliant. There were random Polish boys there, and I think I love one of them a bit. It was the foreign allure. He kept telling me I had beautiful eyes and things, and I kept going all giggly and rubbish. Pffft. Then we all played Street Fighter. Matt and Dan kept beating me and Trine, which was a bit upsetting for us. Dans Mum is ace, you can say cunt in front of her and she doesnt care, and Trine told her she looked like a mermaid.

On Friday, me Trine and Spind went to Oxford. It was ace. Oxford is the best place.
On Thursday, I got a bit too shit faced. I dont want to talk or think about it actually.
I cried a lot on Tuesday Night. Mostly due to BritPop night on BBCfour. Elastica were on so much. It was like a brain overload. I cried. I was so happy.

Ok... so i'm kinda still tidying and cleaning my room. Infact, i havent actually done much at all yet.
It's my last day at work today.
I'm going to cry when i have to say farewell to Sparky. We were just beggining to bond.

I've decided i'm going to win the lottery.



I'm over everything, which is fun! Rebound works. But i'm stopping that now because i'm being refered to as a hussy, which isnt very polite.
Ive gained some sort of stomach muscle. It's absolutely vile, and makes me want to stuff myself with Pasties to make it go.
I hate the gym.
But love it so bloody much.

I can't wait to win the lottery.

I've decided it's time for a spring clean. Even though it's not spring.
Hark at the before pictures!




And this is why i'm cleaning.

All i want right now is...








Is a God Damn pick up truck.