<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/37752057?origin\x3dhttp://afterthesilence-x.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
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.




Bituwin - template
Dementee - image

You can keep me out of your mind that's alright.

Hit counter code here

Tuesday, June 23, 2009
2 more weeks

I've been here for a month and two days...

I have been through various stages here and am glad to have reached a rather stagnant stage for the next two weeks...

Carole still drives us insane... i had a minor breakdown last night... So we were upstairs having a bitchfest about her upstairs and she calls us down " GIRLS!!!! come down and do the dishes!!!" so being nice, i go down to do them, and she stands at the sinks and is like " dishes have to be cleaned after dinner and i want you to wake up early tomorrow and clean the house, mop the floor and dust" it was the WAY she was ordering us around was just... something ticked inside me and i was just... no i am NOT doing the dishes... WHY THE FUCK WAS I DOING HER DISHES?? i had cleaned my own, why should i do hers??? i didn't come here to clean dishes... i came here to look after horses... so i just abandoned the dishes and stormed upstairs and started crying hysterically... maybe i was just premenstrual...i couldn't take her...

Talking and ordering us around like we were filipino maids, plus she was drunk... you don't drunk order around people!! soo annoying... she just made me snap.

Anyway... onto better things. Today, we took 1/2 the afternoon off and i rode the gypsy vanner skye, Skye was nice.. easy to control and trot, it's just the saddle didn't realy fit and kept slipping, but i got most of the test down.

Bob giles took us out for dinner which was cool...

anyhow, i have to run.. byee