ok, be gentle, this is my first official journal entry... i'm terribly afraid this option of posting my rantings and ravings will turn into an obsession. however, i have recently made a vow to change the way i look at things, get out and try new things, not be so fucking shy, and take chances. if you're actually reading this, i appreciate the time you are taking and feel a deep comroderie with you for not having anything better to do.
hmm, shall we dip into a little about me? as stated above i am on a self-changing/bettering rampage. sick and tired of being timid, shy and bitter, i'm lashing out of my melancholy mold and grabbing this new outlook by the balls. want to be my friend? awesome! the more the merrier. have any suggestions on new things i should try? shout 'em out! if i ever seem to come off as bitchy chances are that's just my self-confidence training wheels squeeking, speaking my mind and not giving a shit are uneasy pavement.
so how am i unique? i am a "dirty rock chick with all sorts of tattoos and holes and radical colors of hair" that actually not only succeeds but kicks fucking ass in one of the preppiest sports out there. no, not cricket or lawn tennis but english-style horseback riding. i have two horses i compete, operation ivy, "ruffy", is my baby who i bought off the racetrack at age 3. i trained him and brought him up myself and now at age 14 he is the sweetest teacher any kid could want. last year i invested in the hotrod of horses and bought a scooter. the point behind the name is that when being announced at horse shows they say "so-and-so riding horses-name", so i am announced as "riding a scooter." no, i didn't name him, he came with that name, and to be honest i get a kick out of it. we are busy going to competitions about everyother weekend, i drive my own truck and trailer and tear up the road. oh so automatically i'm a spoiled rich bitch am i? cleaning horse stalls and actually being the real bitch's "bitch" is not glamorous in the least. i work at a vet for pennies and slave labor, but love every minute of it.
i also have 2 kitties who live with me, as well as 3 more kitties, 3 dogs, and 2 goats that live with my parents over on green acres. i'm working on moving to a new place so i can have my dog, sid vicious (the black one), live with me as well.
this is way more than anyone cares to know. but i didn't force you to read this long!
buenos suenos mis ninos.
hmm, shall we dip into a little about me? as stated above i am on a self-changing/bettering rampage. sick and tired of being timid, shy and bitter, i'm lashing out of my melancholy mold and grabbing this new outlook by the balls. want to be my friend? awesome! the more the merrier. have any suggestions on new things i should try? shout 'em out! if i ever seem to come off as bitchy chances are that's just my self-confidence training wheels squeeking, speaking my mind and not giving a shit are uneasy pavement.
so how am i unique? i am a "dirty rock chick with all sorts of tattoos and holes and radical colors of hair" that actually not only succeeds but kicks fucking ass in one of the preppiest sports out there. no, not cricket or lawn tennis but english-style horseback riding. i have two horses i compete, operation ivy, "ruffy", is my baby who i bought off the racetrack at age 3. i trained him and brought him up myself and now at age 14 he is the sweetest teacher any kid could want. last year i invested in the hotrod of horses and bought a scooter. the point behind the name is that when being announced at horse shows they say "so-and-so riding horses-name", so i am announced as "riding a scooter." no, i didn't name him, he came with that name, and to be honest i get a kick out of it. we are busy going to competitions about everyother weekend, i drive my own truck and trailer and tear up the road. oh so automatically i'm a spoiled rich bitch am i? cleaning horse stalls and actually being the real bitch's "bitch" is not glamorous in the least. i work at a vet for pennies and slave labor, but love every minute of it.
i also have 2 kitties who live with me, as well as 3 more kitties, 3 dogs, and 2 goats that live with my parents over on green acres. i'm working on moving to a new place so i can have my dog, sid vicious (the black one), live with me as well.
this is way more than anyone cares to know. but i didn't force you to read this long!
buenos suenos mis ninos.