Take me by the hand, love. Say you'll understand, love. We will meet again love, on another day. There is much I don't know, I don't know where dreams go. All I know is I am bound away..."
Jane, 20, California. Horseback rider, aspiring zookeeper, Marie Antoinette lover. I live by the laws of the Classical Training Scale. I post anything that tickles my fancy.
(If I own it, it's tagged as "personal")
So I’m thinking about getting Instagram (idk why)
Any thoughts/opinions about you want to share with me about it?
I’m not upset that you can jump and do dressage, I’m concerned that you think what you are doing is dressage. This has nothing to do with the fact that the horse is excited in the ring, or tense. Or that they are built for jumping (which is a ridiculous argument). I literally saw only six horses today and yesterday that were ridden in collection, on the bit. And that is scary to me.
Also, that is not a 3rd or 4th level test. It includes some movements that are required at those levels but it is overall much easier and much much shorter than the standard tests.
You’re right, I can’t jump an advanced cross country course because I have made a personal choice not to. I’m not afraid to say it. I value my life. I admire people that do because I think it takes an incredible amount of skill and courage. What I don’t admire is how that skill and effort, the dedication, put into jumping clearly is not translated into the dressage. If you appreciate the sport you spend appreciate all three phases equally and put in an equal amount of effort in each of them, and I’m sorry but I just don’t see that happening.
And to those of you calling me a bitch or saying I don’t know what I’m saying, I think you can suck it cause you’re full of hot shit and are making a hilarious fool out of yourself.
I just don’t understand how you get to that level and are not able to ride a horse on the bit, and have straitness, impulsion, rhythm, suppleness, balance. These things are not reserved only for GP horses.
There I’m done..
So run and tell THAT homeboy
The horse going now is so unbelievably gorgeous, but oh my god its wearing a breast collar. In dressage…and the a few riders back had a braided tail…why do people do this
im falling in love with Lana Del Rey ;)
Guys, I’m gonna go see Titanic in about an hour. And then I will be a glass case of emotions.
ifindoubtwearred sent this to me and I accidentally deleted it! So first of all thank you!!! and here goes:
- I guess you could say I’m a worrywart. I cannot make a decision about anything, seriously if it were or a life or death situation I would most definitely die. I enjoy when people make decisions for me because it makes my life easy. If I am forced to make a decision myself I make myself sick worrying about whether it was the right decision or not. I am also a major hypochondriac, and that causes me a lot of anxiety.
- Because of my dad’s work my family has been able to travel to Europe a lot. I have been to England 11 times so far and will probably go this summer too. My favorite place I have visited is Sweden, and I really want to learn Swedish.
- I am the most judgmental person you will ever meet. I can’t help it, I walk around with a little radar that looks at everyone or everything doing and says: “judging you!” in a really obnoxious tone. Hey I can’t help it, I just often wonder accident caused you to think that was good choice to make. I’m not ashamed either so, haters gonna hate.
- I can’t promise you that it will get better because honestly it probably won’t, unless you actively seek to make it better for yourself.
- I fucking love horses so much. I just have this unexplainable attraction that pulls me towards them. I miss Chance so so so much and I really wish I had just taken him when I had the chance (ha ha, punny) Anyways on the one hand I really want to know how he is doing but on the other I really don’t want to know what;s happened to him ya know?
- I’m really sarcastic sometimes and try to be funny. I think people find me entertaining. I think…
- I have almost no relationship with my cousins or aunts/uncles. We all live in different states and I haven’t seen them since I was in middle school and I don’t really mind cause they’re weird
- In February 2009 my mother and I were walking across the street one evening and we were both hit by a car. I was fine but she fractured her pelvis and a few vertebrae (she is totally fine now). I hated every moment of it and have refused to talk about because I want more than anything to forget that it ever happened. Because when I remember it reminds me of how weak I am and I don’t ever want people to think I’m weak. And I don’t want sympathy from anyone. Ever. I want so badly to forget but I know I never will. So if I don’t mention it to anyone I can pretend it will go away. But I know it never will.
- I’m 20 years old and still waiting for a boy to kiss me. Or even acknowledge me
- I’ll never let go, Jack
Anyone know where I can find a book (not online!) copy Vergil’s Aeneid in the Latin text?
No? I didn’t think so
Finals blow
must resist urge to look through Hunger Games tag
