Friendship.

What would I ever do without my friends? For some of them, the real question is what would they do without me. At cheer, one of my friends who I was flying was falling. Stuff like that happens every day. I witnessed maybe 10 times or so a girl would fall and her stunt group go down to the ground with her. Honestly, all that happened to us was I bear hugged her and she clung to me. Thats when I realized that trust is earned and well, quite easily destroyed.The other girl basing with me is not someone I trust. I'm proud of myself for not slapping her today. Really wish I did though. She made a face like my friend was the heaviest girl in the world when she held her up. Not true *Insert swear word here.* It's not the first time she's called my friend fat or the first person she's called fat anyway. Honestly, strong is beautiful. Get over it *Insert another swear word here.* Anyway, I realized just how much I've really come to love and trust my friends. I guess now my question is, what would I do without them.

I'll leave you with a recent photo of Cookie, my neighbor's pony.

Quite possibly one of the most annoying ponies alive. Also quite possibly one of the most photogenic ponies I've ever taken pictures of before. More quite possibly the only pony I've ever taken pictures of before.