sleeping with an overtall man is like attempting to sleep in the same bed with a bear. expect to be kicked, thrown, shoved, grabbed, and farted on in interverals throughout the night.
i almost killed him. i didnt get to bed until 8:30 am, and we had to be out of here by eleven. needless to say, i didn't wake up because by that time, i was in a sleep-induced coma.
around two i woke up again, completely disoriented, no idea where davey was at all. i forgot about the horse show at his moms house today, and that he was the announcer.
i was pissed i missed it, but being the wonderful boyfriend he is, (no matter how many times i was shoved off the bed the night before) he came and got me for the second half.
afterwards, daveys mom and sister finally got me to ride a horse. yeah, thats right, i rode a freaking horse.
for those of you that don't know, i was in a pretty bad horse accident when i was ten, and i havent been near once since.
anyway, i rode ranger twice around the arena, and with leah helping me, THANK YOU LEAH!
i was shaking the whole time because i didnt want to get bucked off again, but rangers a sweetie and didn't kill me, so thank you ranger.
the day was a blast once i woke up ^_^
i love the farm, and i love daveys family.
tomorrow is the family get together for the kastenson side of his family, which i am excited about, because daveys two cousins will be there, and i love them bothhhhhh. yes..thats right, you are in my blog. wewt. you guys better be there. or trouble will you be in (yoda)
oh, and davey won thirty bucks on a five dollar crossword i picked out. (i am wonderful. yes.)
i really hate those ads at the top of the myspace thingy ma gigger, so i decided to use it as the title in my blog sort of as a "fuck you i stole your shit' thing.
made me feel better anyway.
i am currently naked, plus socks, and seriously wanting a cigarette. so, heres the point where i peel my ass off this leather chair and find my cigaros!
reva came over the other night and ran errands with davey and i, as well as played her part in guitar hero. im so glad shes back in my life, i love that girl to death.
in other news, i still am whining and crying about school, and applying for jobs like crazy. no real updates on that. i miss school, and i really really really..ugh.
i think about it all day.
the final count on what i need to give the school in order to regain my student status, is 130 dollars for back tuition, and 75 for new books. FUDGE.
i made dill dip. davey ate it. thus is the cycle of our relationship.
thanks be to ben for the play boy bunny ashtray.
would anyone like to donate to me?
school FUND
its rediculous that they wont let me attend without paying effin tuition. on their "home page" part of their newsletter states "no one can really put a price on education"..yes, no one but YOU apparently.
dicks.
so thus, it is time for those of you that have missed my birthday, or those of you that love me enough, to help this girl out.
i miss school.
its not like i was fucking off and never doing anything. i had a four point oh across the board. i was exceling like i never have, and i was proud.
but good ole american school put an effin halt on that . greedy effin bastards.
that is all. i love you. and i rode a HORSE
anyone who would like to donate to my
"please put my ass back in school so i dont end up like my lowlife family, fund"
please send letters of encourgement, lint, change, and hate letters alike, to:
shila
313 E. market st. 23
burlington, WI 53105.
or call 262 758 3015 and leave a lovely message.












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