Monday, September 12, 2011

Fantastic Fail At Life.

Right meow my life is an epic failure. And yes I have been preaching this for a while now. And I know you all are sick of hearing it, but I'm just going to add on the shitpile by saying that everything sucks and I want to die right now.

 I just cannot handle stress. Or this much stress. I won't go into detail because as much as I love bitching, its just too much to think about. 

Why do I have the worst luck in the world...WHY. What did I do to deserve this??

Yankee decided it would be super funsies to rip himself to shreds...repeatedly. I already dealt with a torn out tail, busted up hips (that still haven't healed almost 2 months later), swollen, busted hock, multiple bite wounds, scraped ankle, and now a shoulder laceration. I call it a laceration lightly because it not as gnarly as some I've seen, but I def flipped my shit though because he is my baby and it was pouring blood. ACK!

I flipped out. And it got all over me. Ew.

So I went to class all worried and thinking about the half-million things I need to do and I doesn't get much easier and I need to deal. But how? I feel like I'm drowning right now and I'm not even in grad school....

So I made the decision to try and turn a new leaf. I put my 2 weeks in at the place that sucks my soul, studied for like 8 hours over the past 2 days and I put color in my hair. Its helping a bit. I still feel like a train running off the tracks, but new RR are starting to appear.

After! And this totally looks like I'm an alien or something! Isn't this weird??


So now he is lame. 

Not like we were gonna do much of anything, show wise, but it happened at a completely bad time. You know? I will be free from work, and I will actually be able to enjoy my  horse and have time to ride, and not rush-rush lets get this done so I can work/go to class/study.

Le sigh.

MMM yeah delicious. Wish it was still bloody cuz it looked so gross and nasty, and you could see it better. And yes, that is pus, Gross.

So, poor ponyface is not fairing well out in the pasture. Its  so sad...its been a year since he's had a pasture and now he's getting beat to a pulp out there. 

Remember Pronto though? He moved to the barn 2 days ago and he protects Yankee out in the field. SO. EFFING. ADORABLE. Besties! Its so hilarious to see two grown ass horses sticking together like lovers out in a field with 6 other horses. But adorable nonetheless.

Just a few of the "war wounds" yankee got in the field after only like 3 days.
He loves this pony! Her name is Molly :) She is super adorable!

Playin' with him since he is now laaaaaaaame.

Alrighty folks...hopefully I can quit my sob stories and get all productive like and get up off my ass and do work and maybe stop being all boring for you guys.

At least I can live vicariously through fellow bloggers with riding in London, new horsey jobs and new horses. Congrats to you all, you know who you are!! :)


  1. So sorry things have gone to shit for you. And so sad for poor Yankee. Glad his new BFF is protecting him. The best i can offer is 'this too shall pass'. It will get better. It has to right.

  2. Dude... sucks! I can totally relate to pasture war wounds. Hang in there...

  3. I can totally relate! The first five months of 2011 were complete and utter hell for me! I've heard so many people say that they have bad luck and I'm not convinced it has anything to do with luck. I think it's just life. It's Murphy's Law lol.

    I think you're on the right track though. I was doing the same thing you were doing, thinking how miserable I was and that things kept getting worse and worse. Heck I even sat down and wrote down all of the things that went wrong and boy was that depressing. So then my boss and I decided to change the ever popular "it could be worse" to "it could be better!" and it did get better. I guess it was just the shift in my thinking. I started noticing and appreciating the little things, no matter how small and insignificant. For the bad things I just used my motto "in two weeks (or however long) I won't even remember this and it won't matter anymore". It helped me not take things so seriously. I mean I know your baby being hurt is serious, but he will heal. He will settle into his pasture, make new friend and be happy. Take comfort in the fact they don't dwell on the past or future like we do. :)

    I hope he's heals quickly and that things turn around for you. :)

  4. Yay new jobs for sure!

    You definitely needed some kind of change. Hope this helps... ;-)

    Also, see my forth coming post about pasture boarding, haha.

  5. Your poor Yankee Boo. Atleast Pronto is there!! Yankee and Pronto remind me of two drafts I knew when I drove carriages. They were soooooo tough when they were both there but if one was out working the other one was a big baby without his buddy to protect him and finish the fights he started LOL.

    I think it's a good idea you put your two weeks in!! Especially if you are that unhappy there! Go start a new adventure.

    I'm telling have something with your art. You are SERIOUSLY talented!! And it could take you in a lot of different directions!

  6. WTF!! Not cool. Poor Yankee...I hate when they get beat up. It makes me want to BITE horses, lol. Get some Dermagel on that and it will heal QUICK. You are due for some good's coming :)