I actually only bet $4. I won back fifty cents, though! Because the boyfriend and I like to do fun, unconventional things, we decided to take a trip to the horse races on Saturday. I have a small, teensy, itty-bitty obsession with ponies, so this was perfect (he's pretty clever, huh?). We got there in the late afternoon, so we only got to see a few of the races. We didn't realize that the tracks are all of five minutes from my house. I sense a new favorite activity...
I like picking out which horse will win. I like looking at all the statistics and information that they give you, as well as the horses names. When I used to ride, I always wanted to be a jockey. So many of the other riders wanted to perfect jumping or dressage events... I just wanted to ride as fast as possible. I'd hike my stirrups all the way and crouch low like a jockey. I never really pursued horse back riding, but my roommate's mother owns a horse farm, so I might try and get back into it someday. The brother, Hugh, lives with my boyfriend and I, as well as our raging alcoholic of a roommate Tim, at home. I moved out of my parents house when I was eighteen; it seemed like a good idea at the time. I also live with Hugh's sister when I'm at school. We used to be friends, but she's decided she doesn't enjoy my company, it would seem. I like living with my boyfriend, though. That's the hardest thing about being at school: not seeing him. He's my best friend. My mom was horrified when I told her I was moving out; surprisingly, my dad didn't seem to care. He was very accepting of it. I think he must have done similar things when he was my age. I figure I'm doing all right so far, at least compared to a lot of my age group: I'm not an alcoholic, I'm not addicted to any drugs, and I'm not pregnant (nor have I ever been).
Speaking of pregnancy, SO many girls my age are pregnant. Girls I've known for years... girls I grew up with. It's got to be a small, southern thing(I may as well add that I'm from somewhere southern... I'm definitely not from a city, if you couldn't tell). It just seems weird to me. One girl I used to play soccer with in high school just delivered a baby by c-section earlier today. Another friend just had twins. A girl I've known since preschool just had a baby boy. Another girl I went to high school with is eight months pregnant. My roommate Hugh's ex is pregnant... he isn't the baby daddy, but to make the situation REALLY weird, Hugh hooked up with her once or twice after she got pregnant, and then she asked his parents to be the baby's godparents. Yeah, it must be a small town thing.
Alright, I've got to go be studious... or possibly just watch more Pirates of the Caribbean. All three movies have been on the television all day! Who doesn't love Johnny Depp?
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