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This week has been like a roller coaster. I have been up and I have been down. When friends fight it makes life hard, and not fun. Well, I have not gone riding for a long time, and I want to but I have to work. Bluh... My brother and I did start Kung Fu again, and it is good to be back. Well, that is pretty much I have to say right now, I await an e-mail. Love to all!

-Aidan

One sight caught during my trip to Cornell University. Tis a beauty.  

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I have been asked to type with a bigger font size, so here ya go. This past week has been fun. My friend from Texas was here, and has left this morning. Times like this week shows me that I am not forgotten. To fill you all in on the Flag adventure…

We went to a schooling horse show. There was english/western pleasure and other assorted rail classes. I decided that it was a good idea to take Flag out for some saddle time miles, but then my father decided that Rosie could use these miles too. So, while I could have had Flag paying the utmost attention to me, he was far too busy yelling for his sister and forgetting about the lump on his back. His behavior is due to me. I keep him and Rosie together, and I do not make them be apart ever. So he is way “Rosie soar”, meaning he cannot cope well without her at least in his sight. If we had left Rosie at home, he would have forgotten her, and remembered me, the lump. Well, when we got in the arena, after a couple hours of warm-up/craziness he was a completely different horse. He acted like he knew what these funny looking blue barrels in the arena were for. Though we did not go slowly and he stopped to smell each barrel, he was so good I choose to not shot him that night. I think maybe I will try to fare better this Wednesday, with Rosie at home. See you all later!

-The Lump

Alone Again

I am home again, and what a home I came home to. The house is large, in fact much larger than any house I have ever lived in. Trust me though, the stairs are for walking nice and slowly down. Yep, slowly. Also, if you have a little brother do not allow him to sit on the edge of your bed because sooner or later he will fall off it like a ton of bricks (or sack of potatoes, which ever you prefer. I think my brother looks more like a potato personally). Tomorrow our very first houseguest arrives via airplane. It will be nice to see a familiar face again. My time spent at Cornell was wonderful and now I am here again all by my lonesome. My own personal investigators say that there is a small chance that I will not be lonely all theses long months. I hope my resources are accurate. Yes I am talking about one of my very few readers, and I bet you could figure out whom it is I speak about… Petit choux. I miss you.

j

Well I am out for now.

-me