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True love does not come by finding the perfect person, but, by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly…

Some Things To Remember…

(highschool) My best friend and I had a “Note book” that we would write notes in, this would make it seem to the teachers that we were taking a note or doing work, and during class change, we would hand off the book and read whatever the other person wrote and respond. We kept the books

In class, I would write all my notes in different colours. This made my notes look fun and happy, and I wouldn’t have such a hard time reading them, It helped me remember the note. So In class during a test, I would picture my whole note in its colour and the way It looked and re-read it in my head even though I didn’t have the note. It helped a lot, it meaned less studying for me.

I had a hard time getting things I wanted, Like work, co-op classes, and other certain things. And it was always linked to the fact that I had not gotten my residency yet and I was American. So now, anytime something goes wrong, or anything I can’t do something or get something they respond as “It’s because youre American…”

Whenever I get bored, I draw bubbles, small bubbles that all touched eachother. I would bubble all around my notes in class and all over things while I was on the phone, and it always turned out to be really cool. So, one day at my friends house, his room is so full of peoples comments on his walls in marker and posters you cannot see his walls, but on his bedside table on whole half of the table had nothing on it, and they were watching wrestling, so I bubbled all over his table and it looks absolutely awesome. One day, I want to do that to a a table, and see if an other art person will buy it, or maybe I’ll keep it for one of my rooms.

I used to draw my dream stable, I’d draw where I wanted my barn, how many stalls I wanted, wash racks, tack rooms, arenas, trails, where the cars will park, where my house will be, everything!

One time while riding my horse, I farted very loudly… and I think he felt it becuase he turned his head as far as he could to look at me up on his back, with his ears pricked forward at me. He looked surprised, or maybe he was thinking “I cannot believe you just did that, on my back. I should buck you off..”