July 21st 2009

Yestersay was my ridding teacher memorial service. Everyone seemed to be just chatting but once I got closer they had his show clothes out with his last entry number on it. On both sides of that was his show saddles and beside that was pictures of him showing different horses. That's when I really started crying, When I walked into the barn there was only four horses in there; Popeye, Niyer, Slick, and Tut. All of them where in there stalls and seemed to know what was going on. My current teacher walked in and looked at Tut's stall and broke down crying.

I walked out of the barn and comforted my friends, turns out i'm a really good crying shoulder. Well the service got underway and that's when a lot of people started crying. I didn't think my teacher was going to speak but she did all while trying to keep from crying. Afterwards everyone calmed down and talked and looked thru pictures. I got a few and i'll post them sometime.

The only thing that's not fair is my mother rewarded me for not crying the whole time, no offense to anyone but what am I? a robot? Well the only emotion i show is anger or none at all.

Well before I piss anyone off i'm going to stop there. Have a nice day everyone.

Yours truly,
Safire

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My ridding teacher is DEAD!!!!!!!!!!!!! I don't believe it! I hardly believe he was murdered!!!! They first said he killed himself but they can't find the gun so the only other answer was he was murdered. I'm not going to be on very much today as it just to hard on me right now. He was loosing bussiness and lost his prized show horse and now he's dead.

I posted this so you guys would know why I might not be on. And to make matters worse when my friend called and told me, What Hurts The Most by Rascal Flatts came on just as I got off the phone and that song was already the song for my great uncle when he died. Well i'll see ya guys later.