the good, the bad, and the ugly

So, I have been reminded many times to “update my blog”. I warn anyone reading this to be weary; I had a good day so you just might get an earful. Today started out somnolent. After I had completed an amount of work I decided it was too handsome a day to pass up riding my horse. Though you must understand I have ridden the past four days, (Yay for me, I know) and my steed was not a bit happy to have another work out. Well, I just stared longingly at the jumps because I have jumped on the poor fellow the past two days. We have worked back up to 2’ 6”, and I am thinking we should start trying for 2’ 8” soon. But alas, today was a dressage day for us. He is getting better at collecting when I ask, but not quite keeping his head steady (mostly I am at fault I am sure), where as before we moved he was going along like a nice little dressage pony. Because he gave me his almost best I let him graze in the front yard for some minutes. Then I came back in and thought of all the work I needed to get done and was disheartened. This made me procrastinate for a bit of time, but I did eventually extend some exertion on the job I have as a student. My mother and I watched the 5 o’clock local news and saw many sad events that had taken place today and last night. The news is not worth the odium it stores in me, though it is nice at times to know what the goings-on are in my city and country. One story has had an effect my thoughts more than the others. http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/05/09/dead.girls/index.html I do not care what a child of this age does they do not deserve this death, nor do their parents deserve to witness their child’s demise. Why do people use death as a weapon? To instill fear in others hearts and these kids were just easy targets? Or is it some sick addiction of seeing helpless children die they seek? If this ever happened to my future children or friends of mine I would personally make sure the one(s) to hold accountable of the heinous crime would never see day again. More death and pain is all I heard on the news and it makes me ill. These things that are mentioned over the television and radio make me really think about my place in this world. I want to help people, but practicing medicine in not a particular interest of mine, so I will need to look at what I could do to fulfill my desire. Enough about that, huh? Okay.