So I've decided in this thread I'm just going to post anything and everything about my life. I think it will save me making countless other threads in the off topic area
So last Friday (16/4) me and Loz took the ponies down to the showground and worked them. Lunged 'The Mare' and she lunged really well. But by far the worst thing was that our sworn enemies (a few guys and gals from our school) were there and they were doing everything to make the horses play up. Smoking, trying to throw **** at them, screaming, just being plain idiots. We told them to eff off and thankfully one of them was smart enough to realise that they weren't even allowed to be on the showground and they took off before we called the cops. I ACTUALLY HOPPED ON THE MARE! BAREBACK!
It was just walking and a bit of trotting for the most part, I was more concerned about not falling off. I've fallen off this mare way too many times and I have like a major fear issue when I'm on her. But I'm really proud of me and mare mare! She behaved, I didn't fall off or do any spontaneous screaming and it was good.
On Sunday we took the boy down to Bulahdelah and Loz did a training (dressage) day. That went good, nothing too exciting, but she did get a 4th and a 5th.
Now over to the school dramas. I've been moved up one maths class. I was in that class last year and I know I can't cope with the work load and how fast they get through their work. Yerr, I'm doing well in the lower class and supposedly that means I get to move up. Well why move me from a class where I'm successful? We do the same exams so its pointless putting me a class. Its like setting me up to fail.
And because I'm an outspoken opinated little b!tch, I took this up with the head teacher of maths. She didn't like my attitude so she called my mum. I had an interview with her and my mum this morning and she still won't let me stay in my class. I was so angry and when I get angry I have 3 stages.
2) Subtle rude remarks
3) And the final stage of angryness, tearing up, yelling and walking off to my class because I've got sooooo much on my plate with riding, auditions for plays, and my cousin being in a critical condition in hospital.
I didn't deal with it well, but by far the thing that made me the most angry was like when she said 'If you don't want to change classes, change schools!' I don't think that's fair what she said.
But on a happy note, I got 10th in cross country (running) this afternoon. There were roughly 60 girls in my age group and I got 10th! Me of all people. I'm not even fit, I haven't actually been seriously running for like 2 years and I got 10th. I think I would've placed better if I wasn't wearing ballets flats LOL. I tripped going down a massive hill, and I grazed my knee and I had to keep running. I swear if I make it to the next level, I'm going to wear joggers, not trip over
and win. Or at least get a better place.