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I feel sorta drug-addled right now. It's 2am in the morning and the air con's freezing. It's a challenge to type on an iPad when you've got less-than-lubricated joints. Nonetheless, I feel obligated to update my journal.

For once life doesn't revolve around riding, period. Now a days I find myself poring over Charlaine Harris's vampire novels. I can't wait for the next season to come out, as messy as the plot is. Of course, this means I've neglected my studies as well, but then again, my results were the same regardless of how well I studied and prepared for them tests. I owe it all to Lady Fate.

I also got that lovely Victorian ball gown for Dela and a pirate, gallant-hero-ish outfit for Draguna, my resin children, in case you've forgotten. The dress itself was a 3 figure some, but that's what paypal funds are lying around for, right? So they came in the mail, in a suspicious cardboard box, which I deftly told my dad that I was helping a friend order some stuff. I got a pair of feet, a wig, shoes and gloves for them kids too.

As far as riding goes, I feel like a lazy ass for not working out. But I'm feeling rather tired of pretending to be courageous. I can't exactly say I'm fine when my ride spooks or bucks me off, since there is a risk. While it may be good in aiding as a boost for my confidence, I guess it all boils down to having it all come to you in moderation. No, the horses there aren't bad, but they've got high prey characteristics that just can't be eroded so easily. Of course, you get the once-in-a-blue-moon recalcitrant one.

So anyway, I'll be indulging myself on online retail therapy. Those paypal funds are still available, just so you online shoppers out there know~



This is so exciting. I may be getting the horse of my dreams!! If and only if, I find the financial support , that is. It's just a hope.

I'm guessing all the non-horse enthusiasts out there would rather tell me to shut up about  my equine prattles for once and say something nifty.

But no.^__________^ For your sake though, this shall be a K.I.S.S post.

I have a chemistry test tomorrow, but right now I'm too excited, plus I just started studying the BHS equine vet syallbus. It's a thick book that came in the mail. No doubt the postman thought I ordered weights or something. I reckon it'll take me 5 years to finish even if I read 10 pages of it each day. Worst of all, there's no color and the fonts are puny and compacted.

Time to invest in those half-moon reading glasses.

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I'd say this is the most eventful week of my life. Or rather, the most trying week of my life. There's been demands from me in different aspects. Emotionally, physically, cognitively, and what have you. And all I can do is just watch time race by.

This week I lost someone dear to me, and if only I had taken the time to care for her more often, I wouldn't be shouldering this load of regret right now. It was a sad way to go, but as my instructor says, "shit happens". I wish I could've taken time of to heal, especially since I wasn't in merry spirits to be in good company. Then again, school is merciless and so is the rigorous education system.

Then I keep muddling through my subjects, possibly the only thing I'm good at. I wish I study because I have a passion to uphold, not just because I need it for a pretty slip of paper that may become worthless as the condition of the world deteriorates. Unfortunately, that is not the case. With the announcement of the pw results, I felt even worse to know that I got an A.

How darn sickening is that.

Yet it is not my place to comment for there are those out there who has done worse. You reap what you sow.

I need to get away.

And to those out there celebratin', congratulations.


So anyway dear friends, today I visited Amigos Horse Riding Ranch again, since it has become one of my favourite places to ride. Sadly it was only a day trip, due to the fact that I lack the infinite amount of time, though financial-wise, I've got it covered.

The traffic into Johore was smooth and fast, and we took only about 30 minutes to get there. We scheduled our pickup to be at 9.30am, so apparently we were 1 hour early. We set down to have some coffee and breakfast. Then we got a ride to the ranch, which turned out to be empty when we got there. It seemed that the owner had a few customers and they were out on a trail ride. Left back at the ranch was Z.Z., Ocho, Marshall , Royale and Hachiko.

Soon, the trail group came back, and apparently the customers were 2 Singaporeans (one has a horse in Europe, I am jealous D:<). THey left soon after that. Then I got to ride Torres, which I didn't have a chance to ride in the previous trip. I couldn't ride him in the huge arena though, since he has a notorious reputation of being speedy. So I rode in the the ring instead. He was strong, though not like Ziba, so I had to control him quite a bit. I started out with a quite-okay posting trot, until Mos told me to do sitting, then I started bouncing. I. Do.Not. Like. The. Sitting. Trot.

And then I cantered . 8DDDDDD

Not exactly my first time cantering, but I did canter quite a bit. It was a tad scary, since the prelude to a canter was a very bouncy trot, which I had to sit. Mos was right behind cracking a whip, while I was shouting "canter! canter!", probably scaring all the chickens and dogs around.

We stopped for lunch at the resort, where we bummed about. I quite like the resort food. It's similar to Singapore's local dishes, but the flavour and aftertaste is different. Later we dragged ourselves back expecting a much lax  lesson.

Nope, this time I cantered much more. I got the stitches, and a nifty glove tan. Torres was the only horse which didn't like carrots there. He nibbled a bit, then spat it out. But anyway, cantering was so much fun, especially when the wind is whipping in your face and you're in sync with the horse's movement.

Torres also knew when time was up, and when it was, he kept stopping by the gate. After tacking off, he walked right beside me to the shower bay, without me even having to put a lead rope on me, he was much like a dog. Beauty came to queue for his turn as well, much to the disapproval of Torres who pinned his ears at Beauty.

So after chatting and watching the 5 puppies, Idris came and sent us to the taxi stand, which had a long queue. We could've gone shopping with the time we waited, but by the time I got back home, it was only 8.30pm, which wasn't too bad.

Sigh, I just can't wait to go again~


The Denizens of Horsecity


Holidays forever please

I'm being quite illogical now, since I spent most of my afternoon talking to four legged creatures and convincing a few people that I'm totally not into 'aromatherapy'. >_____>

Babbit came over for a shoot for our girl dolls. OOHOHO the female dominance, I just love it. So anyway, we spent a ridiculous $29 on getting a lantern in ikea which we have no other use for just for our shoot. It's about captive fairies and how big, bad Draguna plays the antoganists's role. It was about 5 hours of preparation and shooting altogether, with Babbit bombarding me with all her bombastic words, I can just feel my cerebral crannies filling up to bursting point. Then we beat Ikea's closing time and managed to get a meal of meatballs at about 9.30pm.

So anyway, photos will be up as soon as I get photoshop installed into my laptop. After 6 months or so not taking doll photos, I have to say my skills are going rusty. If I had any to begin with.
I've got a job attachment at the stables (did I mention this before?) and so far it's been quite eventful. ^_____^ With all the regular horses sick and lame and whatnot, we had to take out others to ride. I was given Kiwi (a young gelding perhaps) to ride once and he got all spooked. I rode Kofi, a pony (ponies are the bane of my existence. Their craftiness can certainly beat a fox's), and got bucked off. One of my only times I rode a pony.

Then we have the escape cases.. Trojan and chomel, who are quite..voracious ponies, would often sneak out of their stall and go nip other horses. We get Kimmie, the wonderful all-rounder, who leads everybody on a wild goose chase and then trots back happily to her stall by herself.

I guess I really have to thank the owners, the instructors and my parents for letting me work there. I get to interact with both horses and people. After all, we provide a service. And all the cute little caucasian kids that go there for lessons~~

Anyway, I'll be away for some time in December- I'm going on a riding trip with my instructor! ^___^

Until next time~


Oh Lord, it's been centuries since I've posted here. I keep forgetting I have a journal. Alzheimer's much?

Everything is nice and jolly, holidays are here, animals are here, disasters are here and it's soon to be 2 years till the end of the world! ^_______^

Anyway, I've been spending my time at the stables once again~ Ohoho so fun. I rode AWOL while in the rain till I was soaked to the skin. After that Maria and I went around creating little puddles wherever we went because we were very much drenched. I had ponds in my boots and every single thing of my riding equipment was wet, including my lead rope and grooming kit. After that I managed to ride Kiwi, who was always frisky when I took him out for grooming and excercise.

Okay, but you don't want to hear that.

I'm just depressed that...

ZENYATTA LOST TO BLAME IN THE BREEDERS' CUP!!! Zenyatta, the wonderful mare who I love, next to Seabiscuit, ofc.

K, you don't want to hear that either.

There's holiday homework to do, and it's not helping when you're worried about your family.