Friday, May 12, 2006

6:44 PM

I hate my parents.

Who are they to decide what my passions are.

When I say, I want to learn horse riding. It means I want to. And I will. Just to prove it to you, I'm willing to spend $600, forked out of my own pocket, to learn this "useless" sport. That means no new clothes, no make up, no camera for me. What more prove do you need? How about the toy horses I displayed in my room? The various horse pictures in my computer. It over rides that of Darin. o_o

Seriously.

I just want to be close to horses. Simply "riding" them for one round with a handler isn't enough. Horse riding is no ordinary sport. When you ride, you must be in one with the animal. You're working with another mind, its not easy.

I know its not cheap and I know we're not rich.

That's why I'm not pestering you to give me the money. I'll sarcifice my other wordly possessions so I can learn. I just want you to understand instead of acting all practical and calling it a waste of time and money.

God dammit, I'm your DAUGHTER!
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Anyway, HAPPY BIRTHDAY Priscilla!!! XDDD

_Pull the knife from my back' ;