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Born in Sg, survived seven years of IJ, escaped to canada for the miraculous rebirth.. likes to say she found self there, But well when can we reach self actualization? now a waterloo student. 110% horse mad, was practically born on the back of a horse ( or rather wishes she was) horses are my favourite thing.




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Monday, July 07, 2008
It's about getting inspired

SOrry for the long absence

I just didn't really find/come up/ remembered to blog

I guess it happens when you are occupied with things to do. Ok so maybe i don't have a TON of things to do. For a while, i felt i was beating myself up inside cos i wasn't doing anything big or that productive. I'm not working or doing volunteer work i'm not " serving the communitty" i'm not out there helping/ feeding the poor or teaching kids to read or helping the disabled like i should be, or somehow i just get irritated when ppl ask me what i'm doing now that i'm here for 3mths what-the-hell-am-i-doing. I wish i could dare to say nothing without someone looking at me like i'm mad. Or make me feel like i am a useless bum. I know i should get involved in something, i wanted to join a playwriting class but it's in september and i will gone by then.

Well, i am taking driving/ theory lessons,hanging out with all my wonderful wonderful friensds i have missed soo much! i'm going to do a relay race for a triathlon, i've gone mountain biking, i'm riding again, i'm doing cross-stitch, trying to pick up the piano again, attempting poetry/ short story writing again, walking the dogs everyday, discovered that i am GOOD at baking! ( and LIKE it too!!) going to bible study again, having my faith again renewed ( only i have to work on keeping it renewed and fresh) And generally i am loving being at home with my family and dog and cats. Because i guess i dunno the next time i can come home for such a long period of time. There is nothing like being at home, and i'm not really longing to go back..... i'm just enjoying beig at home. So call me undriven, but hey! next summer i will be working !!!!

Canada to me....... is like a different world, a paralell universe. WHen i was there it was like i was living the life of someone else. The independence is wonderful, doing what you like without anyone to stop you..... but the loneliness sometimes can cut you. Call it human nature to be lonely and want the company of others. I blame the single rooms, sleeping alone in my little room at bronte. Well i guess bronte is the end of a 14 mth era that i very much enjoyed and i am much looking forward to starting afresh a new year, university. A new adventure.

My father introduced a new song to me, i don't know WHY i didn't know this song sooner!!!!!!!!!! i mean!!!

It is called " run for the roses"
Born in the valley
And raised in the trees
Of Western Kentucky
On wobbly knees
With mama beside you
To help you along
You'll soon be a growing up strong.

All the long, lazy mornings
In pastures of green
The sun on your withers
The wind in your mane
Could never prepare you
For what lies ahead
The run for the roses so red --

And it's run for the roses
As fast as you can
Your fate is delivered
Your moment's at hand
It's the chance of a lifetime
In a lifetime of chance
And it's high time you joined
In the dance
It's high time you joined
In the dance --

From sire to sire
It's born in the blood
The fire of a mare
And the strength of a stud
It's breeding and it's training
And it's something unknown
That drives you and carries
You home.

And it's run for the roses
As fast as you can
Your fate is delivered
Your moment's at hand
It's the chance of a lifetime
In a lifetime of chance
And it's high time you joined
In the dance
It's high time you joined

Isn't just beautiful???

Just what i need to inspired..... and i realised something, sure i may not ride that much anymore like used to, 2x a week plus RDA. Times i will never forget and will always look back with more than happy memories that formed some really wonderful times. But i guess the pure love, devotion, and deep passion i have for horses won't die, i will always carry it with me even if i'm not near a horse, my love for horses identifies me, and always will.