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I decided that even the worst jobs can be good for something. Lifting pounds of horse manure sure gives you muscles! yay! but now my arms hurt. a lot. I also decided that no matter how fun it would be to own a ranch, it would be to much work. Unless I had a lot of handsome ranch hands. haha. you have the payments to make, hay to buy, poop to scoop, fences to build and repair.... Lots and lots of money..... Money that you get by getting someone to sponsor you (or whatever they do) wich means making phone calls, and making appointments. blech. At one point I thought, 'hey, I could make my ranch into a place that neglected kids come and ride! I could earn money that way!' well guess what! I'd have to go to college to get a buisness degree. So, after putting all that effort into thinking of how I was going to do it all, i decided that I will probably go to RCC (AKA the black hole of educational death) and major in cosmetology. The end.