I’m halfway done to my first one hundred. This— this amazing me. Anyways today I had an AMAZING lesson on the pony, then mucked stalls and messed up my back again which resulted in me feeling not so great and skipping the rest of my classes because I just wanted to curl up and feel sorry for myself. Then this evening I went out for dinner/bowling for a friend’s birthday.
Pictured is my friend Neelie, the birthday girl herself, winning at being 20. I also learned today that pink isn’t a real color.
I saw this picture and am suddenly, intensely, and AWESOME-LY (totally counts as a word) excited to return to school! (and pose as a first year to get free chef jeffs and watch Dirty Dancing during Orientati- I mean, wut?) SOON :DDD
welcome to night blogging
its a lot like whose line
we all think we’re funny and the notes don’t matter