My Journal

[Max Black]

Entry One - Winter 2012

First off, for all of those people who happen to read this billions of years from now.. or tomorrow.. this is NOT a diary. It's a journal. As in, for men. Cause real men write journals. Man, that sounded like a girl. Whatever. I write this because I have nothing else to do this year. Seems like yesterday mom died, you'd never know it was really four years ago by the way dad acts. He's going through the mail right now.. Did I mention that a few weeks ago I wrote a letter to get into an elite riding school

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Looks like I got some sort of letter.. Maybe this is it! Maybe this is the letter I've been waiting for!

Entry Two - Winter 2012

I got my acceptance letter! Hell yeah! I can't believe I got in! Dad's reaction was priceless, he had no idea I'd written to the school. I think he's angry with me, but he'll get over it. He used to be all for riding and horses.. Now my own horse is out in a friends stable and our barn is empty. I worry about him sometimes.. He's been different ever since mom died.

Entry Three - Spring 2013

After many arguments and a few tears- shed by dad, NOT by me- I finally convinced dad to let me go to the riding school. I packed my bags and thought long and hard about stuff. I'm leaving behind all my friends, everything I know.. But hey, it'll be worth it. Me and dad got into a few good arguments before he changed his mind. Here he was trying to convince me not to go. It was my childhood dream to be a great rider, but what I really wanted was to connect with the horses. I bet this academy can help me do that. I write this as I sit in the car. It's been a long car ride and everything has been really quiet. I can't wait to get to the academy. Who knows what's going to happen now. All I know is this is going to be a great time! It'll be hard work, but it's definitely going to be worth it!

[Max Black]

Entry Four - Spring 2013

Hey who-ever might read this. I've been in the car several hours now, nothing to do here but listen to the radio and make awkward conversation with good old dad. It's getting dark out, the sun just set. Hate to be girly, but it was an awesome sunset. The colors and and scenery combined was like a movie. But now the sun has set and the skies a dim blue. Nothing to see now but a quickly darkening sky with a few stars. It's getting pretty boring otherwise, hopefully we'll get there soon.

Entry Five - Spring 2013

So a deer just crossed the road and dad nearly hit it.. We swerved into the other lane, so thank God there were no cars coming! Anyway, we have been on the road about an hour since my last journal entry. I write this with the light of my razor cell phone.. Piece of crap barely gives off any light, and doesn't have many functions other then call, contacts, and an annoying machine that can list off every contacts name and get it wrong.. Still trying to get that setting fixed. Oh wait, I see something! I think we might be here... There's a driveway. Did I mention its like pitch black outside, other then a few lights around the road

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Hopefully this stable is well lit at night. Well, now dads pulling into a huge driveway. I better go, there's going to be lots of unpacking soon.

Entry Six - Spring 2013

I write this after I got to my dorm, its late at night and I can't see anything except with my cell phone. Did I mention I am scribbling this down right after I got into my room

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Ya, I can't find the light switch so yeah.. oh wait.. There it is. Duh. Okay, now that I can see... It's late and I couldn't make out much of what this place looks like. I am not tired at all but I might as well sleep. Unpacking can start tomorrow.

Entry Seven - Spring 2013

It's been two days since I got here, not everything is unpacked. Uh, more like hardly anything. I've been so busy waiting for my old friend to bring over Storm that I haven't been paying much attention to unpacking. Ya, I have a horse. Midnight Storm. She just arrived this morning.. Dad left right after she was put in the pasture. After mom died dad sold all the horses except her. I convinced him to let a friend take care of her. I wonder if she still knows me that well, its been forever since I've ridden her. Last summer, I think. I think I'll ride her today, I bet it'll be a blast. Well, I'm off.