If I confused you, sorry.
The end of horse camp was splendid. I was nervous for the show but it turns out it was a great success. I was nervous because B-Hat was going to be there. I didn't want to mess up in front of him. He is always there for everything and I really want to show him my skills. Isabelle, my horse delivered. She was SUCH a good girl.
During practice, she wouldn't canter at all. Even right before the show, she wouldn't. Yet when it was my turn, she went as fast as she could. During my routine, we were efficient, yet quick as well. I didn't realize how fast I went through my routine when I finally found out it was over. The jump was the last and boy, did Izzy delivered. I knew she was up for the jump and I could feel her legs burning as she cantered to the flower-jumping thing. After I jumped, I went to the audience and "bowed" my head. Richard said, "Nice jump!" And I replied nonchalantly, "Thanks." To be honest, I thought he was being sarcastic but he was really amazed. After the jump, I was a bit wobbly and I thought everyone noticed. Guess not.
I was very happy with the results. There was no score - that's not right. But it was just a nice thing for family, and boyfriend (in my case) to see what you have accomplished during horse camp. I was so nervous in the beginning, but Bre's mom came up to me (I had a conversation with her right before I went on about college) and told me that I looked so relaxed when I was with Izzy. Now that really surprised me because whenever I'm nervous, I tend to cough a whole lot. (Even during the group routine I coughed a ton.) It was nice to know that nobody noticed my flubs and really focused on the coolness of my routine. I might stick with horseback riding. I did it briefly during the summer before 6th grade and I had a lot of fun as well.
Band camp round 2 is tomorrow. The days are going by gravely fast. It's really nice to tell you the truth. I feel like this year is going to speed up in no time. And yet, I am still interested in transferring. I think that after I graduate, I should just get my Masters in Music Education. Right now, I am just going to focus on my history, international relations shenanigans first.
We accomplished a lot today in band and I was very happy that we did. (Aren't we all?) I hate practicing outside in the morning with my drum on. I sound like I am complaining but I hate the heat, especially with this drum. Thankfully, I didn't have my senior year bass drum so I'm sort of saved, in a way. I guess we'll see what happens.
Time passes by so quickly - it annoys me yet I love it too. I am annoyed because I want to be able to feel life and not see it pass by my window like a hurricane. It'll have aftermath affects, but the initial thing already took place. You can't bring it back.
Yet, I can't wait for the future. This is going to sound so unlike me, but I can't wait to be living in a home with B-Hat. Yes, it's pretty much going to happen. We already fight like a husband and wife and we have been through so many tribulations (lol that word) and we have overcome it. We still have things to work on, but we both can do it. I miss him. It's been 24 or so hours and I am dying. I can't live without him. I always need to see him and be in his arms. I need to see a lot of people right now. I also miss my sister. (That's why I did the horse camp in the first place. Just for her.)
But wow, it's really hard to describe the intense love I have for him. It's kind of ridiculous and it sucks because I don't know when I'll see him again. He's always working. But I am happy for that. He can make his own money without asking his mom. He can be his own person, if that makes sense...But we'll try to make time.
If you're reading this, I love you so much! I hate when I sound so mushy-gushy on this blog. (I don't think many people read this anyways.) But yeah.
Time to take out Twilight out of the DVD player. This song keeps on looping and it's getting on my nerves now! (At least that is getting on my nervous, instead of disgusting, perverted drummers!)
Jeeze, I keep on forgetting about this ~ Day 6: Whatever tickles your fancy
I am obsessed with tea. I went to Target today and bought 50 packets of English Breakfast tea. And when I had some, it was great. No matter how cold or hot I am, I love drinking tea. EB is my favorite, though I am willing to try more tea. Irish Breakfast was AMAZING too! (I have a thing for "breakfast" teas but I am not much of a breakfast person.)
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