Post by Sara Lexington on Nov 20, 2009 16:20:14 GMT -5
SARA! STOLE YOUR HEART;
They call me Racheal/Rach and I've shot for the moon 14 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via PM.
Ktxbi.
They call me Racheal/Rach and I've shot for the moon 14 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via PM.
Ktxbi.
» There Goes my Hero;
THe birth certificate reads Sara Hill Lexington
But Everyone Calls Me Sara
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 16 years
The say I Am Show Rider
Ive Been Told I Look Like Sara Paxton
» Rock and Roll, Baby.;
I am so tall 5'7"
And I Weigh 106 lb
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced N/A
They always say I look like Sara's got blonde hair and blue eyes. Her face features: Her eyes are almond shaped, her eyebrows are black, even though her hair color is blonde, her nose is like a button. Her hair is straight and passed her shoulders. She's got straight teeth and a bright smile.
Her build and her body is very slender and somewhat tough. She's all light tan. Her chest area is big to impress any guy who happens to see her. Sara's hands are small but can be used for a lot of things, excluding s-e-x. Her legs are 'small,' or thin if you will. Her arms are also small but also very 'ripped' you could say.
Sara's overall looks are: she's got straight, blonde hair that's passed her shoulders, blue eyes, almond-shaped eyes, black eyebrows, straight teeth, a very slender but somewhat tough body and build, a big chest area, small hands, 'small' legs, and small arms that are 'ripped.'
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out her love of guys
» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;
I Adore
guitar players
riding Fire Arrow
listening to music
being around horses
being around guys
I Abhor
not being outside
animal abuse
having to stay inside all day without seeing her stallion
having to be away from the action(show jumping and dressage)
I Rock jumping and dressage
I Suck cross country
I Do tends to be in the wrong place at the wrong time
I Want
To become the best show jumper
I Fear
To lose Fire Arrow
I Shut up she has a crush on someone
I am Sara's quiet, fun-loving and loves to be out in the ring with Fire Arrow. She'd rather be on top of her horse than on the couch watching tv. She can be somewhat of a #!%@$ and a jerk and sometimes an idiot. She always gets her own way with girls but with guys she's calm, cool and collected. She always has her eye on the prize during competitions.
Sara can sometimes enter a place at the wrong time. She can also be at the wrong place at the wrong time when a fight breaks out. Sara has always been known for her talent with animals. She absolutely loves animals, especially horses, dogs and cats. really hates guys who just want one thing; s-e-x.
She cannot stand gangster guys, or guys with a whole lot of tattooes. What she really hates, though, is people being mean to their animals and abusing them. She also really hates people who put animals back in shelters when they don't want them anymore. She can really be mean when she sees someone hitting their horse.
She's funloving and would rather hit the trails than watch tv all day. She has a horse named Fire Arrow. He's a firey red chestnut Arabian stallion with his own unique personality as well.
» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;
I Came From
Jermey W. Lexington-father
Susan H(hill) Lexington-mother
I Share My Dna With none
I Come From Riversdale, Tennessee
But I Live Here Now Pinewood West Verginia
This Is Who I was
Sara was born and grew up in Riversdale, Tennessee. Her whole world was based around animals and guys. Her first school was in Tennessee and so was her first job. Sara was always considered a nobody in school when she first started going. But she prooved them wrong when she signed up at a riding stable not too far from where she lived.
At age 14, her father, Jermey, received a job in Pinewood, West Verginia. When he told her mother, Susan was delighted. But when Sara found out, she wasn't even close to delighted. She was frustrated. She argued with her parents that she couldn't leave Tennessee to live in another state. But, in the end, her parents won the arguement by just a few words: We're moving and that's that. Sara was in tears on the day they were to head out. Her friends were equally sad to see her go. They told her that she would always be in their hearts. She said that back to them.
Well, they got to West Verginia and had almost settled in, had it not been for Sara's sniffling. Sara went for a walk around the neighborhood and didn't make any friends so far. It wasn't until her dad told her about a horse that was in the paper that Sara became excited and literally jumped for joy. When they went to see the Arabian stallion, Sara fell in love. It was in Pinewood that she first got Fire Arrow. That was two years ago and Arrow was only a year old.
Arrow's three now and is preforming well in both dressage and show jumping. Sara still trains her beloved stallion even though she hasn't had time to enter him into a competition yet.
This Is Who I am
Sara's loving life in Pinewood, West Verginia. She's still getting used to going to a new school where she doesn't know anyone but she'll make some friends sooner or later. What she really loves about this place is: the horses. Ever since her father bought Fire Arrow for her, she's been making some horse-crazy friends from the neighborhood she lives in. But there's only one horse for her and that's Fire Arrow.
Sara'll get used to this place as soon as she meets some guys. So far, all her horse-crazy friends are girls. But she really loves this place deep down. She just won't admit it. But she will, when she's ready to. Sara's really warming up to her folks now that they've made some friends who have kids her age. But she still needs time until she's ready to make more friends at her school.
Overall, Sara's loving life, has a beautiful Arabian stallion, is warming up to her parents, loves her new school and will soon make guy friends. But, for right now, she'll just stick with her girlfriends until she meets the right guy. Someday, Mr. Right will bump into her in the hallway and they will fall in love when they look at each other. At least, that's what Sara's hoping will happen. She'll just have to wait until that does happen.
When it does, she'll absolutely love the guy she'll meet. But until then, she's gonna be proud of her female friends who go to her school and who love horses. But she really hopes that the day will come when Mr. Right will bump into her in the hallway in school. And that day will come, she just has to be patient. She also has to wait until fate decides she's ready to meet Mr. Right.
» This Heart It Beats;
I Lust guys (straight)
I Love guys that look like Taylor Lautner
I Loathe guys that hit their horses
Maybe I loved N/A
Maybe I Didnt N/A
» This Is How We'll Dance;
I Bow Down dude
I Am Awesome
Sara walked into the stable where her beloved Arabian stallion was housed and took a deep breath. Horses were her passion but horses, cats and dogs have always been the center of her world. Hearing Fire Arrow's loud neigh, Sara chuckled. "I'm coming, Arrow. Just hang on." She called, walking down the aisle quickly to get to her stallion's stall. When she reached his stall, the stallion hung his head over the stall door. "Hey, Arrow." She cooed softly, stroking the stallion's white blaze. Fire Arrow was a firey red chestnut Arabian stallion with an equally firey spirit. His mane and tail were both red with a bit of black in his tail. Arrow snorted and sniffed at Sara's pocket. "Oh, you want what's in here, do you?" She asked, placing a hand over the pocket. Arrow snorted and whinnied. Sara chuckled and pulled out a sugar cube. Arrow lapped up the sugar cube from her hand. "There you go, boy." Sara cooed softly, laying a hand on his muzzle. Arrow snorted, making Sara laugh. Sometimes she wondered of he could read her mind. Well, it felt that way to her. She just knew what he wanted. She knew when he was ready to compete, when he wasn't feeling up to it and when he had enough for one day. Sara sighed as she stroked her lovely stallion's head. It was probably just a rider/horse relationship thing. Sometimes, when a horse and rider share a bond that's unbreakable, the rider knows her/his horse like the back of his/her hand. Sara shrugged it off. "Well, boy. I gotta go. I'll see you this afternoon though. We'll go for a hack together. Just you and me." She said and walked out.
Thanks Isa for helping =]