wow.

i don't even think you have to know much about, or even
appreciate horses/english riding to realize how AWESOME
those horses and riders are! i will never again tell myself
i am a good rider until i can untack while cantering
and go over a jump, holding my saddle over my head.
and that may seem rediculous, but just watch the video.
i am seriously drooling with envy @ their riding skills.

so, i have a lot of time to read at my new job.
and have been going through some books pretty fast.

starting to get into the "disturbing" genre
and am [sadly] inspired.
i have always wanted to write a book,
and have kindof leaned toward humor...
but am starting to feel like something
dark would be a lot funner.
just because i am so haunted and my mind
just normally turns to dark things and feelings.
that sounds creepy, im not creepy...
but when my imagination starts up,
i can't stop it, sometimes
and while im telling myself something isnt real,
at the same time, i cant stop myself from
being afraid. of what? i dont even know
most of the time.

so, though i am quite funny ;]
i think if i let my imagination run wild
on something like that...it could come out
significantly better than something forced.
i might end up having trouble sleeping but uh,
whatever. haha.
maybe i will put both aspect into it...
make it something creepy and humorous
at the same time. not childish, but
maybe something just very twisted.


i'll start writing down my random ideas.

other than that, i plan on starting
my half sleeve early this summer.
it will be amazingly wonderful,
and though ive always said i would never get colored
tattoos...ive changed my mind and i think it
will be better this way.





TO OZ!

soo today is my day off and my boo is in the pitts
seeing cursive with michael.

ahh, what more could i ask for?
do i care that i can't lose more than 10lbs unless
i start to starve myself [or so it seems] NO!
haha.

MY LIFE IS GOOD.

i love my boyfriend.
i truly love him.
i look over at him every morning and smile
i kiss him goodbye and just want to climb
back in bed with him, no matter how good of
a day is promised. how did this happen?
it's been almost 2 years...
i can't believe.
but like he said...
the fact that we haven't even noticed is a good thing, right?
that the time is flying, that we dont remember
all that we've fought about.
it's weird but why fight it?
i've never had this and i am opening my arms and my heart.
i've generally always been happy here.
but now things are perfect.
i love how he looks at me.
i love the stupid things we do,
and i love the feeling i have,
i feel free and happy and
like i can do anything.

okay enough mush.


i love my job, i have money in the bank,
my life is looking great right about now.
i know that never lasts forever...
that every aspect of your life feels perfect
but for now, i'll take it;
and when i'm feeling down in the future,
i'll remember it.
i won't give up because i know this rollercoaster
always climbs back up to the top of the tallest hill.

i feel good.





and i just finished a book about judy garland.
god, i love her.



C'MON GET HAPPY!







going to walk shooter.

i love you.