Monday, 27 July 2009

pictures :D

A few more pictures of blue, 1 week later :) And I know I'm totally left behind on the last one, he jumped bigger than I was expecting lol, still, can't blame him for trying, I'll just have to give him a bigger jump next time :D

Sunday, 19 July 2009

Saturday, 18 July 2009

Feeling Blue....

New horse on the yard :)

This is Blue, he's an ex racehorse, and at the yard for a short while to be sold on.

I rode him for the first time the other day, and totally fell in love with him. We just seemed to click with each other almost instantly. Gemma said that she'd never seen him jump as well as he did that day for anyone, and that he was looking better than ever before. Now I've always wanted to own an ex racehorse and bring it on to have a useful second career. Right now, Blue is still green, so unlikely to find anyone who wants to spend the time with him to make him into the great horse he could be, he's likely to end up as a quiet hack, which would be such a waste. I just wish I could buy him, bring him on a bit and give him a chance to show what he can really do, he's got so much untapped potential at the moment, he just needs someone to channel it. A few photos for you, he's such a handsome boy!

Wednesday, 15 July 2009

Something I'm not

My last post went on a bit, so I'll try and keep this short. I was at a sports event today, and one of the teachers was there talking to my mum. I found out later that she'd said something along the lines of, 'she (as in me) does so well doesn't she? She works so hard even though her feet are the way they are'.

Now, that doesn't really sound much, but I really felt it. Anyone who knows me knows that I've got a slight inward turn on my feet, and yes, it looks odd. I'm not denying that, it was the bane of my life all through juniors, and I swear I still get a few odd looks from strangers in the street. But I've learnt to ignore it, I barely remember it's there most of the time, and I like to think that my friends don't either.

But a comment like that just takes me right down. I hate being classed as 'someone who struggles valiantly against the odds', because I'm just not. My feet, apart from looking different and a bit goofy, have never affected me. It doesn't affect how fast I run, I was 5th in the county at hurdles a couple of years ago, shouldn't that speak for itself? I'm good at sport, I know that. Can't I just be like anyone else who is? I always thought that that teacher just saw me as a sports person, not as anything different, and it just got me thinking, all those times she said I was doing great, was she just being nice? Did i really fall for it? I'm just a regular person, I don't need to be patronised or thought of as 'brave for working hard through it all'. I just don't need it, because one step on from that is starting to overly encourage, help and patronise me. Which the few times that has happened to me, I loathed. I really do hate it with a passion. I'm just a normal person. So why won't they treat me like one?

Modern day mind control

Have you ever walked through a shopping centre when it's quiet. Not dead like it is walking through after the shops are closed, but just quiet enough to not be constantly pushing through crowds, and actually be able to see and hear individual people for more than a split second as they brush past you.

I was walking round one of the smaller shopping centres about lunchtime last week. It's depressing in a way, walking there; every other shop is boarded up, and some of the shops I used to spend ages in as a child are completely gone.

But anyway, I digress. Just walking through, I noticed the few people around me properly for the first time. And then I noticed that they were all stepping in time to the deliberately upbeat music playing throughout the centre. Literally everyone I saw.

This is turning into a bit of a ramble now, but it got me thinking. Are we really that easy to control? I mean, I reckon half of these people weren't even musical, yet there they were, changing the speed that they were walking at without even realising it. And they say that mind control doesn't exist......

Saturday, 4 July 2009

Forgive and forget? If only if were that simple....

Why is it that some people you can forgive the unforgiveable, and others you can't even begin to understand? Yesterday I forgave someone something that, by anyones standards, was totally heartless and unforgiveable. Call me an idiot, but I did it because I truly believe that he's a good person, he just got into a hole, kept digging until he couldn't get out with causing a landslide. And tbh, however much I should hate him for it, the guys got guts. It takes a lot to admit to what he did, knowing what he had to lose, but he still did it.

On the other hand we have the other person. I've tried really hard to forgive them (for much less than the first) and get on with them. But failed. I just can't do it. There seems to be a mutual hatred so strong running between us that try as I might, however many times I keep ignoring their faults and comments, there will always be another thrown at me. I just can't make myself turn the other cheek again and again and get along with them. I've tried arguing it out with them repeatedly, but as much as it pains me to say it, I can never win, because they will never concede a point. The thing is, both of us think that we came out worse all that time ago, I was truly sorry about my part in it, they say they were as well, but words are so easy to say, it's so much harder to mean them.

Anyway, the point is, why are some people just so hard to get along with? Do they do it deliberately? Even when they know that just for a while, you have no choice but to be around each other? I guess some people just think differently.