Well...things have been things. I'd like to come right out, though, and mention that I am now an "offical exersize rider" :) I have the card with the little clip on it and my picture and EVERYTHING! *dances up and down* eeee. Missy and I went to Los Al today and got it! Oh and Green Tea Frapps are the BOMB. <3 So basically tommorow is going to rock my socks, Missy, Carol and I are going to go to Imperial Beach and take McGoo,Pye and Shadow and ride ON THE BEACH! EEEEEEEEEE x 98765+8973866/986986/97 :) I'm REALLY excited because it's an un-fulliled dream of mine. I just finished Harry Potter and I was bawling. Sirius dying was worse for me since he was my favorite character but this was pretty bad. I have a lot of insight for the next one! *dances* Gypsy, that little morgan is doing REALLY good. Bam is perfect, of course. It's SUCH a shame that a horse of his talent is going to go to such waste. *sigh* Macey's owners came and watched me ride her today. She's such a nice little horse. They're going to think about taking her back already because she's perfect again. In 2 weeks time she'll have their number, she's just too smart. Another talented horse being wasted. I wish I could save them all! Haha So anyway, I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. Mostly from the Harry Potter book (haha I know I'm a loser) but I figured I could perhaps put it out on here. It's a Risa Rant/Rave so you might get bored, your you might...suprisingly not! And so I begin!

I'm comfortable with myself. I'm happy with who I am, truly. Right now I couldn't be happier. Sure, I have changes but I'm not going to stress my life over them, that's just not WHO I am. I'm not going to fret about a bit of pudge protruding from the sides of my jeans or a stubborn pimple which I annoyingly rub whilst talking to someone. I'm emotional. It's who I am. Call it drama, call it whatever, but I am emotional. And I'm a die-hard romantic, in my own little twisted way. I believe in love and it's extremely potential powers. Powers which can be used in such a horrific and amazing way. I used to feel alone, but I've stopped that. I am, in a sense, alone in my own "little world" of thought and ideas but truly, I am not alone. I have those whom I can talk to and speak my thoughts and who will listen and help me by listening or responding with their own words of wisdom. Life sucks. It does. And no ignorant boughts of "Oh, I'm not going to let it be shitty" are going to stop that. You're always going to have a tough time of something, but it's all in how you deal with it. You can make it a horrible time and bring everyone down with you or you can do it, deal with it, and move on. Moving on. I'm not sure if I'm ever doing the right thing, but within love we can follow our own hearts. This world, is a beautiful thing. We are flesh and blood. We have the right to cry, to be in pain, to die, to live and do things that others cannot do, to think things that are mind boggling. To peform tasks undone despite our length of time on this earth. We are who we are today, tommorow and forever. I don't understand people, though. I sometimes just wish that they could look at things in such a way that their whole life would be a better time, but I know that this cannot be done. And that even myself am victim to depression of unhealthy levels. But it IS good to be depressed to a point. It shows you have feelings. Human feelings. The beauty is, we do not know to which depths these feelings can be reached. How much can one be loved? How much can one hate something? How much can a person be depressed? The actual numbers can never be known, and the reactions from these do not neccesarily mean that the individual has reached rock bottom nor top. It's so individualistic. How incredibly terrifying yet completely mesmorizing it is. And so I end with this quote from Harry Potter.

"It was, he thought, the difference between being dragged into the arena to face a battle to the death and walking into the arena with your head held high. Some people, perhaps, would say that there was little to choose between the two, but Dumbledore knew - and so do I, thought Harry, with a rush of fierce pride, and so did my parents - that there was all the difference in the world"