spring break!

Okay, so if you’re the type of person who reads titles, you’ll probably assume that I just had/am having spring break. Wrong-o! I technically had a spring break, but it was more like a prison lovely vacation at my dad’s. Damn him.
My mom went out of town, so we went there, and I took a vacation week in all of my FLVS [florida virtual school… have I ever mentioned it? It’s an online school I take courses in] since I can’t ever seem to do any school while there. My last few entries have been from there – since goodbye & hello, I think. feeling creative was posted on the night before I went home. Well, since then, a lot’s happened. I guess I’d better make a list. xD!

• Got home Monday: went to Bonnie’s (she had spring break last week!) and went on a trail ride <3, hung out alllll day!
• Tueday: hx/science class, ‘nother trail ride, hung out again ^^
• Wednesday: went to the poollll! Her grandparents were there Mon-Thurs. They’re both over seventy, and they lifted stones, painted the garage, and did other such things. They’re the healthiest, most active 70+ y/o’s I’ve ever seen. I love them! 8D Her grandpa whistles and rakes and sweeps a lot, and her grandma cooks these HUGGGGEE meals, and is a desert chef, and they’re both generally very grandparent-y and awesome? Oops. Got off track – we went to their hotel and swam in the pool! :D And hung out again.
• Thursday: Jumping lesson. Fun. <3 Hung out again! Yaaaay! xD
• Friday: Show lesson (did I mention the last show was Sunday? Whoops~).
• Saturday: Hung out, did show prep like loading car, attaching trailer, and cleaning tack. And jumped a lot (what? Haven’t you ever jumped the awesomely awesome jumps while on foot? If you fall, it’s even funner). :P
• Sunday… show. And didn’t get to hang out because we were ubertired. It was funny, though – right before we left to bring me back to my house, Bonnie said, “Oh, crap! Spring break’s over! ;-;” I would’ve laughed if I hadn’t been so freaking tired <3

Yep. School kind of… failed that week. But I had an easy school week, so *phew* there. But, whatever. I hate public school. xD We always used to be able to hang out and ride and hang out some more and play board games and jump and swim and swing and go to the park and run and stuff.
Although, I don’t miss running.
But Bonnie gets home at 4 00 now, and then she has to go to the barn, so we only get to see each other once a week. It sucks.
But summer’s on the way, right? So that’ll be fun. Especially since it hasn’t been hot enough to truly enjoy scootering a few miles to go get ice cream. Especially since it’s, like, seven bucks for the two of us, and we have to pay ourselves. So we should at least be completely dead by the time we get there. It’s awesomely more fun that way. 8D

…Um, I got off track. I’m a li’l hyper right now ^^;. Okay. Yeah. So the show was yesterday, and we were going to get up at the late, late time offff… 2 30 AM! Yay! Luckily, I turned off the first alarm (It’s a voice-recording one. I shrieked random things in it, and it sounds like something screaming and gargling at the same time). It never wakes me up enough to get up, but it annoys me anyway.
Then the second, extremely effective alarm (which goes from soft beeping to screaming at the top of its lungs within five minutes), Bonnie turned off in her sleep. We were just lucky I woke up at 3 40 AM, or else we might have missed the show or something. Although Bonnie might’ve been up since 2 30 when I turned off the other alarm. She just looks kind of dead when she’s not moving. ^^; It’s an exhaustion thing.

Anyway, this show was a double-points show. And the last one wasn’t. That was just a rumor; how irritating. At least I know that the d/p shows are the first & last of the season now, which makes sense. *shrugs*
I got a first, second, third, fifth, sixth, & grand champion. I also ended up being grand champion for a few of my classes out of the entire season. We don’t know about the two entire divisions, yet, but it’s a possibility I got grand or reserve there, too. Yay!
I didn’t like the judge – they said they liked it when your stirrups were too short, but mine weren’t, so they didn’t like me as much as a result. But I do like their judging – every time, I scored what I thought I would (except for the fifth & sixth). Woohoo!
We’ll see how I do when the end of the year congratulatory banquet comes around. <3

It was the first show I’ve ever ridden in without seeing the filly beforehand. Which wasn’t actually tough for me. Like. At all. See, Laura finally asked Susan about the fillies yesterday while we were waiting for Bonnie to finish up getting Mister [Ponches’ Glory; thoroughbred who acts like a dumb puppy. He’s huge and stupid and completely adorable because of it. You’d have to see him to get it. *laughs*] ready for the show.

We-ell, Susan is almost definitely correct (I’m serious, the woman’s omniscient or something. She knows, like… everything). And she says she thinks that the person who used to own the fillies (and Tonka, actually) – who’s kind of insane but is a good horsewoman (well, I’ve heard good and bad. Good about her paso finos, bad about Tonka xD) bought them both back. Which is actually very possible, since she often came to check up on them (especially my filly), and seemed to regret selling to an ass like Jon. *shrugs* This woman just happens to have a private barn, and trains Paso Finos without cruelty. And show them.
And this woman just happens to like Laura. So if Laura called her, we could go over there and I could see the filly – if she has the filly.
And then, since this woman just happens to live around five minutes away from Laura, and therefore around fifteen minutes away from my house, I could see her. Like… a lot.

Now you know why I’m hyper. Now, once you see that first “a,” I’m going to advise you to scroll past the block that follows. If not… hey, it’s your vision. ;)aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *cough*
Oh my god, god, god. I’m not sure how spiritual/religious I am – like, if I believe in God, or if I’m spiritual, or an atheist, or, hell, maybe I’m Jewish or Muslim or Greek, I don’t know, nor care, really. But I’m thanking God from the bottom of my heart right now. Thanks to everyone who saw my pain, or tears, or reads this, or anything – anyone who hoped she was okay, or that I’d see her and Luna again. Thank you so much. Maybe it’s fate, or luck, or maybe there is some disembodied, powerful spirit/God/gods/goddesses/chakra up there looking after us – me. I don’t care who or what it was. But who/whatever you are… thanks.

It means a lot to have a heart again.
written from my laptop, finished 11 07 AM [Mon, April 6, 2009]