Fair warning-there's a rant here today.
I swear. I'm getting fed up with my childish dorm mates. OK, granted, they're 18 and 20. But still, there's no need to prank call someone else's friends when you have a head cold and pretend to be a guy because you vaguely sound like one. Especially when you're too feminine to carry the ruse with verbage. I'm still shaking my head over that one. It's ridiculous. Frick and frack are really starting to irritate the hell out of me. I even refrained from going out to the barn for extra work tonight because I knew they were out there.
And I really need to go out to the barn because I'm quite close to passing my clips. Which have been frusterating the hell out of me. I've drawn probably 3 dozen clips trying to get the technique down. Now I just have to make a pair of front shoes with toe clips and a pair of hind shoes with quarter clips. I'm pretty sure I'll be able to get them knocked out tomorrow, though, because the dimwits usually go out somewhere Friday nights. Despite having barn work on Saturdays, of course.
I also managed to completely knock out two front feet for shoeing in two hours today. Yay! I'm seeing improvement in my shoeing ability, not only in skill but in stamina and ability to stay under the horse. And I know we have more dental floats tomorrow. We watched a video this morning on floating teeth and they let us know that there's 9 floats tomorrow. So we'll be busy. There's seven of us that are on the list for floats tomorrow, me, Park, Alberto, Jade, Jack, Collin, and Sarah. Everyone else either isn't in the 12 week program or hasn't been here long enough yet to get diverted for floats. You have to have been here for 4 weeks before you get to try out floating teeth.
There's 16 students right now, too. Six are new for this week, including another female student named Petra from Holland. She and I get along much better than I do with the idiots. I just don't respect them, that's the bottom line. Petra is closer to my age and that helps, too. We also have a student from Venezuela, two cousins from the Big Easy, one from Kentucky, and I don't remember off hand where the last one's from. Which also means there's lots of tool boxes in the tool room! It also means there's lots of variety in personalities. Fortunately, I seem to get along with nearly all of them, so that's a good thing. And really, I get along with Sarah pretty well. Just...Isabelle...*sigh*.
Anyway, I guess I ought to step off the soapbox. Overall, I feel I'm doing pretty well. And the cold I came down with is resolving through plenty of rest and a little pseudoephedrine, so I'm coming back up to speed. Also, exciting thing! On Tuesday, I got to trim the feet of a thoroughbred yearling that's bound for the racetrack! For those of you that know me, you'll understand how cool that was for me. I got to talk to the owner, too, and while she didn't give any specifics, she did let drop that the yearling's sire is a record holder out at Hollywood Park. Which means his pedigree is probably pretty decent. He had a lot of attitude, so I suspect he'll be pretty competitive. Whether or not he'll have the speed to match is still to be seen. It was pretty awesome, though, to be able to work on a potential like that.
I believe I'll call it a night at this point. It's coming up on my bedtime and 6 am comes earlier than I'd like it to.
This is me, signing off.
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