Angus Cattle Shower
Well-known member
Cripes!!
To start off, let me saym that ive been in a bad mod for the last while, and today diddnt make matters any better, they actually made them worse.
I found a front row ticket to Dierks Bentley in Saskatoon tomorrow night for $30. Dad said NOONE is allowed to go, not even him, until the house and garage is spotledss. This was two weeks ago. Ive been working my tail off during the time I had, but ive been in school, checking HIS cows because he was either catching up on sleep or doing something else, feeding his cows everyday I was at the farm, twice a day, studying for final exams, and trying to get my grades a little higher. I diddnt finish, so I couldnt get the ticket. Dad was aksed if he wanted to get a ticket for the same show, same price this morning. Guess who wanted to go with some freinds, had a god ticket lined up, and wasnt allowed to go, and guess who doesnt even listen to the music, and got a ticket at the last minute? Tom ake matters worse, he's going with one of his friends. He has been spending as much or more time with this guy as us. When we're at the farm, he is too. When we're at mom's, he's at the farm. I havent gotten to do anything weith dad OR any of my friends within the last month (sides Xmas and New Years) and he is spending all his time with this friend. Im starting to feel like all Im good for is the work around the farm, nothing else, he has hardyl said anything to me, besides criticising how I* do my work and how my grades are. We went to the city the other day so I could go to Wholesale and pick out a bow with some of my working money and pay dad back, but do you know where we were from 1-5? WAL freaking MART. Sorry if I offended anyone. Why? Because they wanted to look at something there. It took Fouir Hours. I was bored in 15 minutes!
Second, I was on the phone with mom last night, and I said that saturday and sunday I have to be at the farm to halterbreak calves and tune my bow, if I jut do it after school for an hour i wont hav etime and it wont pay, well, guess who is supposed to be selling their cattle and dropping the hunting?
Third: We have been "working" on buliding me and sheldn a corral for our 4H calves so we can have them fat and sassy, well, I cant even work on it because dad has to pu tthe posts in the ground, so I guess Im going to have to carry water and feed into a makeshift pen all winter and spring again. Im thinking that three years is long enough to pop a dozen posts into the ground.
Fourthly, Im just torqued that the riders suck


(had to end on a good note, cant be ll mad without a smile at the end, right?)
Oh, and I cant find a girlfriend!
Thanks for letting me get this off my chest, so to speak.
To start off, let me saym that ive been in a bad mod for the last while, and today diddnt make matters any better, they actually made them worse.
I found a front row ticket to Dierks Bentley in Saskatoon tomorrow night for $30. Dad said NOONE is allowed to go, not even him, until the house and garage is spotledss. This was two weeks ago. Ive been working my tail off during the time I had, but ive been in school, checking HIS cows because he was either catching up on sleep or doing something else, feeding his cows everyday I was at the farm, twice a day, studying for final exams, and trying to get my grades a little higher. I diddnt finish, so I couldnt get the ticket. Dad was aksed if he wanted to get a ticket for the same show, same price this morning. Guess who wanted to go with some freinds, had a god ticket lined up, and wasnt allowed to go, and guess who doesnt even listen to the music, and got a ticket at the last minute? Tom ake matters worse, he's going with one of his friends. He has been spending as much or more time with this guy as us. When we're at the farm, he is too. When we're at mom's, he's at the farm. I havent gotten to do anything weith dad OR any of my friends within the last month (sides Xmas and New Years) and he is spending all his time with this friend. Im starting to feel like all Im good for is the work around the farm, nothing else, he has hardyl said anything to me, besides criticising how I* do my work and how my grades are. We went to the city the other day so I could go to Wholesale and pick out a bow with some of my working money and pay dad back, but do you know where we were from 1-5? WAL freaking MART. Sorry if I offended anyone. Why? Because they wanted to look at something there. It took Fouir Hours. I was bored in 15 minutes!
Second, I was on the phone with mom last night, and I said that saturday and sunday I have to be at the farm to halterbreak calves and tune my bow, if I jut do it after school for an hour i wont hav etime and it wont pay, well, guess who is supposed to be selling their cattle and dropping the hunting?
Third: We have been "working" on buliding me and sheldn a corral for our 4H calves so we can have them fat and sassy, well, I cant even work on it because dad has to pu tthe posts in the ground, so I guess Im going to have to carry water and feed into a makeshift pen all winter and spring again. Im thinking that three years is long enough to pop a dozen posts into the ground.
Fourthly, Im just torqued that the riders suck
Oh, and I cant find a girlfriend!
Thanks for letting me get this off my chest, so to speak.