marlin, macy

[macy rose marlin]

MACYROSE MARLIN .
nineteen, university, the sweetheart

- - oh hey there, i really like your name.

Well, may name is Macy Rose Marlin. And frankly, I love my name. I love my first and my middle name together, especially. Macy Rose. I love when people call me that. I'm not sure why. I just do. Obviously, I love my last name, but I'm not overly attached to it. I mean, I do have plans to get married someday, hopefully soon, and then it will change. But I do love my name. I don't think there's any particular story behind it. It was just a name my parents liked.

- - hmm, you look like you're twenty-one. am i right?

Well, I was in Mississippi. In a little itty bitty town that I can promise you that you've never heard of. I grew up in a really small rural community. We were in horse country, man, and I loved it. We lived out in the country a ways, and ran a huge breeding and training operation. I loved it there. I miss it.

- - so i'm guessing you're in college then? or are you going the job route?

Well, I'm a sophomore at the university here. I hate it. I want to be home so bad. I'm so homesick. But it was kind of my parents requirement, so here I am. I don't really have that much to do, so I pull pretty much straight A's. I've always been a little OCD about grades. I hate having anything lower than a B, and if I'm going to put enough effort into it to get a B, I might as well go the extra little bit and pull an A. It's really not that hard.

- - well that's good. if you don't mind me asking, how is your love life?

Hahahahahahahahaha. I don't know why, but this question made me laugh. I HAVE no love lief, sweetie. I've sworn off sex til marriage, and I've got the purity ring on my left finger to prove it. Haha. I'm straight as a pin, and to be honest, I'm a bit of a homophobe. Gay boys don't bother me, although I strongly disagree with it, and I think it's wrong, but the whole lesbian girls thing does kinda freak me out.......*shudder* Sorry, no offense meant to anyone, but...we're all entitled to our opinions, right?

- - ah, i see. i hope i'm not getting too personal, but are you particularly religious?

I am extremely religious. Haha. I mean, I guess you would say that. I follow the Christian faith, and I'm very adamant about it. My faith is the cornerstone of my whole life. I don't think I would survive without it.

- - you know, i just noticed, but you really are quite attractive.

Well, I'm really tall. Like, 5"10' or some dumb thing like that. Frankly, I hate it. It's a huge pet peeve of mine when girls are taller than guys, and I'm at least the same height as most men. So yeah. I hate that. Other than that, I have ridiculously curly, FRIZZY blond hair. Everyone tells me it's gorgeous, but it is a major pain. Usually I just shove it up, or braid it or something. I hate spending lots of time on it. I do have to say, I really like my eyes. They're really blue, kind of almond shaped, I suppose. I really like them. Um. Other than that. I guess. I have a button nose. And usually people tell me I'm beautiful but I never have quite figured out why, honestly. I know people way prettier than I am, but I'll take whatever compliments come my way. Haha.

- - so what kind of things just brighten your day?

I love horses. Obviously. They are my absolute PASSION. I also love music. I play guitar pretty well, and sing alto harmony. I grew up on country music, which would be another favorite. Um. I love bananas. Totally random, I know. Especially in banana splits! ohh, yummy. Those are Heavenly. Um. I love dogs, too, especially Australian Shepherds. I also love being up early, and sunrises, and early morning fog!! I love RODEO. Another HUGE passion of mine. I used to be a terrible roper, but I'm actually pretty good, now. Haha. I was taking some pretty good prizes back home in Mississippi. I also love barrel racing and bull riding, which my brother competed in. He was pretty good. I like going fast, too. Obviously, Or I wouldn't be a huge barrel racing fan. I also love reining. I would LOVE to learn to rein. My brother's amazing, but we never really had time to do some lessons and stuff. I also have to say that my family is another favorite. I love my family. My parents and my older brother are the most amazing people on the planet, hands down.

- - anything that just makes you frown?

Oh gosh. I hate cold weather. And chocolate ice cream. Oh and mint! Anything mint makes me gag. I hate the flavor of bubble gum, and artificial watermelon and strawberry. I hate anything remotely gummy. It's like eating plastic. I hate when I can't sleep and I hate texting. For as quiet as I am, you'd think I'd like it, but I would MUCH rather just talk on the phone. I hate one word texts. They drive me crazy. I hate over cast days. Make me feel depressed. I hate when I can't find something, or when my room is a mess. I hate when I can't help someone...I have a bit of a save the world complex. I hate judgmental people. I hate arguments and tension. I hate drama. I tend to dislike girls, just because they are so dramatic. I get along much better with guys...I'm, I'm sure I could continue, but I won't.

- - now, tell me a bit about you. your personality and such.

Hm. Well. I tend to be way too trusting. And I probably give people too many second chances. You can always count on me to be the one to give you another shot at what ever it is. You could rake me across the coals and if you apologize, I'll let you right back in. I tend to set myself up for heartbreak, I suppose, but I've found that it seems to endear people to me. It seems like it makes them really protective, almost less likely to stab me in the back. It's like, they know that I trust them maybe more than they deserve. Maybe it feels good? I don't know. But people don't hurt me often. At least not intentionally. So I guess the whole forgiving, gracious thing could be both a strength and a weakness. I'm really good with anything musical or equine. Another strength, I guess, would be trust worthyness. I don't know why that is, but people just tend to open right up to me. I don't understand it at all, why people seem to pick me out over someone else, but I love it. Not in a conceited way at all, but because it gives me a chance to help people. Another strength, I suppose, would be loyalty. I would die before I would hurt my friends or let them down. I think I tend to have some OCD-ish tendencies, which is definitely a weakness. Sometimes I expect too much from people, I think, like expecting them to be as loyal as I am, but it seems like they usually come through, because people like to meet the standard, so I don't know. Maybe it's not as much of a weakness as I've always thought. I"m sure I have a lot more weaknesses, but I'd rather not get into them. No one likes tearing themselves apart, you know? haha.

- - huh, sounds like we should hang out some time. so what are you looking forward to in life?

Well, I want to graduate college and get out of Salt Lake City...Preferably one one piece. I mean, it's starting to feel a little like home. SLC, I mean. But it's more like a second home. Mississippi will ALWAYS be home to me, and I can't stand to stay away for very long. I want to go back home and train the mare that I've got waiting for me there, and take her to the APHA world shows (the APHA being the American Paint Horse Association, for those of you who didn't know.) I really think the two of us could do it. She's amazing. I really want to at least try. I want to show at the World show. How amazing would that be? Not win anything, just show. *nod* After I finish that, I want to get married, settle down, run Dreamy Equines with my brother and parents.

- - oh that's neat. so i'm sure there's something that makes you a bit paranoid, right?

I HATE spiders. Don't ask me why, but I have a major fear of them. I also have a bit of a phobia of dolls. My brother made me watch that Chucky movie when I was really little, and I've been terrified of the things since then, although I wasn't much of a doll person to begin with. I much preferred my toy horses. Honestly, I'm afraid of letting people down. I hate that. I'm afraid of losing the people I love, but who isn't? I am afraid of snakes. I almost got bit by one when I was like six. You can't get me near one of those things now. Um. I guess that's about it.

- - are you hiding anything? it won't leave this room, i promise.

Ugh. I guess, I really don't have any secrets. I mean. I've always been a pretty open book. I don't do bad things that I don't want people to know about, and people don't do things to me that I don't want people to know about. I guess the only one would be that honestly, I'm kind of afraid of sex. Not because I was raped or anything like that. I mean, I have no problem with the whole purity thing because sex freaks me out! But I think it will even after I'm married...yikes.

- - wow, that is juicy. so your family, what are they like?

Well, I grew up in a really tight knit family. My parents, Naomi and Robert Marlin, are like, the world's greatest people. My family members are basically my best friend. There's also my older brother Garret. He just turned 21, and he is hands down the best friend on this planet. I know he'd be there for me whenever I need anything, and I'm the same way for him. He is the one person on the face of this earth I KNOW won't let me down. Even my most trusted friends I kind of have a paranoia will walk away, or even just drift away. I mean, change is part of life, but I KNOW that Garret will always be there. I trust him with my life.

- - i guess that's about it. before you go though, could you tell me a bit about your life thus far?

Well. My life story is honestly pretty boring. There was never any drama or anything like that. No rape, no murder, no abuse. I haven't even been in a real relationship with a guy, minus tons of friends who were guys. I mean, I grew up in Mississippi, at Dreamy Equine Facility, to be precise, which was the ranch that my parents ran. We bred and raised and trained paints and quarter horses, and let me tell you, that place is Heaven on EARTH. Just so you know. Anyway, I was riding like, before I was born. My brother was great. Like a built in best friend. We were tight from the very beginning. He loved me from day one, I guess, could hardly stand to put me down, and he's been that way ever since. He can't hardly stand to let me out of his sight. It was tough letting me come away to college, but ANYWAY.

My brother and I used to run around in our under wear, chasing butterflies and running in and out of the barnyard and getting filthy. Those were the best days. Then we got older, and we started really riding. My parents would train horses and then turn us loose with them, and Garret and I would really break them, get them used to anything and everything. We were fearless with those horses, and they were all thoroughly kid broke by the time we were done with them. It was great.

We got older and life continued, and we started training horses of our own. We went to church every Sunday, and I accepted Christ as my savior when I was nine years old. I haven't looked back once, since then. The beginning of high school was pretty rough. My brother was busy with football and basketball, and it didn't leave much time for family, although we'd get together every night and go ride, no matter how late it got. It was our way of staying connecting, our way of holding on to each other, even when life was telling us to let go. Neither of us could do that. We're brother and sister, best friends. It's not something we're capable of.

Garret's an amazing hand with horses, but he got into sports while I threw myself into riding. I started bringing in some outside training horses, to work with on top of the ones my parents gave me. (I trained my first horse, still my favorite, a black quarter horse mare named Viva, when I was 12.) At any rate, I had gotten myself a pretty good reputation by the time I left.

When I was seventeen, this gray and white paint filly came tome. She had blue eyes and she was completely loco, as they would say. Still, I fell in love with her. She was two at the time, and she'd been heavily abused. I started training her, and I really do love her, for all her crazy tendencies. She's the one that gave me the scars all up and down my arm. You see, Garret and I went out riding when I was eighteen, right before I came to Salt Lake, actually, when Stormy (the horse) was a three year old. A jack rabbit popped up right under her nose and she just took off running. She wouldn't stop for anything. Garret was crazy. He was on Trigger at the time, a big bay half quarter horse half Thoroughbred, and even Trig couldn't keep up with Storm when she was running scared. She was crazy. It was absolutely terrifying, but kind of exhilarating and fun at the same time. I know how twisted that is. At any rate, she ran right into a barbed wire fence. It was one of those sagging ones, in terrible shape, and she got tangled up in it something awful, and got me tangled up to. She got herself all tangled and fell right on top of me. Ended up snapping a couple ribs as well as my left shoulder. Those healed, but she got me all tangled up in the wire, too, and I've still got the scars.

Garret was absolutely crazy scared. He jumped down and sent Trigger thundering home and then had the task of trying to get use untangled. It didn't help matters at all that Stormy was trying to kick the crap out of him. Eventually, Dad came with a sedative, and knocked Stormy out. They got me untangled, and Garret took me back while Dad finished up with Stormy.

I was fine, obviously, since I lived to tell the tale, and I was on her again right before I left, even though I wasn't even close to being healed. I didn't want to leave on that note. I know Garret's done some work with her, but she just doesn't go as well for him. She kind of has a fear of men, but still.

Needless to say, I can't wait to get home. I'll do my time in Salt Lake, finish out school and stuff, but then it's back to Mississippi, back to the land of milk and honey. haha. ;]

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hola! it's me, Pixel. i've been making people smile for almost fifteen years, though i only started pulling the puppet strings a long time ago. oh, and did i mention i'm a big fan of Taylor Swift? yep, i am. well, that's enough about me. oh, wait, one last thing: Springfield!