*shifty eyes*

I apologize.

No pictures right now.

No update yet.

Leaving for the Smokies tomorrow.

If you need me, call the cell.

No internet till late Thursday night / Friday.

Sorry.

Have a great week, ladies and germs!

See you in a week or so! ;)

Long Time No Chat

Update will be soon. Like, Thursday or Friday. I don't trust my internet to last long enough to get anything accomplished. Nor do I currently feel like chatting.

Things to look forward to:

• Hockey Injuries - my finger STILL isn't healed. Wondering if it will ever completely get better....
• Tests
• Midterms
• Snow storm
• Pictures
• Gerbils
• Classes
• Bad Luck
• Green Beer Day -- This coming Thursday! ;)
• MORE pictures
• Friends
• Upcoming events
• Grad School Drama
• And other stuff that I may have forgotten. And maybe not any of that which I did mention. ;)

Alright. That's your update. Check back later for an actual post with real information on it. ;) Heh, I didn't forget about this. But my internet sucks. And midterms are finishing up this week. But spring break starts Thursday (as in, I have no classes after 2 Thursday so I'm gonna come home then.)

Cheers, darlings. More to come!

When Music Says A Million Thoughts

If You're Gonna Fly Away
Faith Hill

If you're gonna fly away
Don't fly without me
Don't go nowhere
I need you babe
Has the sun gone down on you
Have you given up on truth
I wish I could say all the right things
To make your pain go away

I wish you knew how beautiful you are in every way
When the world is falling down
Just kneel with me and pray

If you're gonna fly away
Don't fly without me
Don't run away
I need you babe
If you're gonna leave this place
Take me with you
I could never live without you

So you'll take a thousand pills,hoping to be numb
Lie awake in bed counting all that's wrong
No one understands,no one ever will
Trust me when I tell you,I know just how you feel
You had all these dreams
But your small town,they killed them for you
You had nothing else to do
But to use and use and use and use

If you're gonna fly away
Don't fly without me
Don't run away
I need you babe
If you're gonna leave this place
Take me with you
I could never live without you

Just sing a song for me baby
It's not as bad as it seem,no no
What matters today won't matter tomorrow
Count all your blessings
Instead of all your sorrows

If you're gonna fly away
Don't fly without me
Don't run away
I need you babe
If you're gonna leave this place
Take me with you
I could never live without you


~*~*~*~*~*~


Dust in the Wind
Kansas

I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind

Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind, All we are is dust in the wind


~*~*~*~*~*~

Iris
Goo Goo Dolls


And I'd give up forever to touch you
Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am

Hockey Kitten

I'm liking that nickname right now. Leigh gave it to me. It makes me smile. An overview of our conversation, and highly edited and modified response, is as follows:


Me:
so i'm playing goal next monday
Leigh:
that is a good plan to avoid not getting knocked around
Me:
seems safer, oddly enough
Leigh:
well you're padded up for it well enough
Leigh:
it'll make you at least as big as the hockey guys without pads
Leigh:
so they'll still be bigger in theirs, but not so much so
Me:
they'll laugh as this little girl is there standing in goal for some wicked shots
Leigh:
and it may make it harder for them to score because every time they see you in the pads they'll go "awww"
Leigh:
like a kitten in a bucket kind of thing I'd imagine...
Me:
each time *I* fall they all ask if i'm okay
Me:
vs when a guy falls they just leave him
Me:
so i'm a kitten now?
Leigh:
naturally
Leigh:
haha no, kittens don't have sharp claws
- insert discussion about me playing as tough as the guys when possible -
Leigh:
well that counts for a lot
Leigh:
I trust it pays off from time to time?
Leigh:
even if you just get tossed most of the time?
Me:
well
Me:
it's gained me respect with the guys
Leigh:
I BET
Me:
i'm also one of three out of ...8? girls that wear actual hockey skates
Me:
the others wear figureskates
Leigh:
see, like I said more claws than a kitten has

- break-

Me:
but i'm happy
Me:
that i'm respected
Leigh:
yeah, go you!
Me:
i've made people pay attention to me
Leigh:
=D
Me:
they treat me as a girl, but not to the point they won't let me play, like the others
Me:
they... make sure i'm okay? but they don't let me have it easy either
Leigh:
that sounds like a pleasant middle ground
Me:
they won't even get near the other girls
Me:
besides the hockey one
Leigh:
I'm guessing usually when they ask if you're ok, you quietly tell them you are or something?
Leigh:
rather than "ack"
Me:
i'm usually up again before that
Leigh:
so yeah, pretty soon they probably won't even ask
Me:
i'm usually laughing and saying yes
Me:
well, they like to hit me harder than the others .
Leigh:
they probably feel badly because their training tells them to hit you before they realize it's the "hockey kitten"
Leigh:
oh so no then
Me:
they check me like a guy, but i'm not big enough to take it
Me:
so i go flying across the ice
Me:
from like red to blue lines
Leigh:
so yeah probably actually, they probably go "oh shit I threw her across there again"
Me:
that's how far i've gone each time
Leigh:
just don't collide with the puck and get icing called cause you're sliding
Me:
haha
Me:
he's not calling anything
Me:
even when someone got completely wiped out
Me:
he didn't stop
Me:
no offsides
Me:
no icing
Leigh:
oh wow
Leigh:
hardcore
Me:
no unncessary roughness (even tho it's an intro class)
Leigh:
so they're counting on you guys being reasonable
Me:
so we have varsity players beating the crap out of people like m e
Me:
i just give it back
Me:
..... as best i can
Me:
Corazón Salvaje has changed his/her name to "Hockey Kitten"
Me:
i'm soooooo sore
Leigh:
lol hockey kitten indeed



Other news. My attempts to be cool backfire. I figured I was doing well jumping from the hockey bench to the ice, I figured I could go ice to hockey bench. Yeah no. After thoroughly embarassing myself, I walked away as if nothing had happened and went in through the side door. If I were a cat, I would have taken a bath.

I also fell on my hip three times in 24 hours. Tuesday's hockey class - feet knocked out from under me. Fell on hip. Wednesday - went to a freestyle session before hockey (skating, with the jumps and all). Fell on hip. The same side. Went to hockey class immediately after. Got hit by teammate... yeah. I think you get the picture. Went sliding across the ice each single time.

Other news. I figure if you got this far (and yes I didn't put this first for a reason), I should probably tell you. My Jeep and I went off the road yesterday. I hit black ice on the Fox Highway as I was changing from the fast lane to the slow. I went into the side embankment (so lucky it was the strip of road that didn't have the concrete wall as the barrier). Managed to avoid the two or three metal signs that were literally next to me and in front of me. Didn't hit anyone. My car's okay. I'm okay. The gerbils are kinda pissed tho. They didn't have their seatbelts on. I was definately shaken. I couldn't help but think of everything that didn't go wrong but very easily could have. Someone stopped after a few minutes and helped me get the jeep out of the mud and snow and ice and freezing rain. Needless to say I didn't drive anywhere today. But I need to drive back to Oxford tomorrow, sooooo.... we'll see how I hold up. I don't feel like posting any more on the subject, because I'm still pretty shaken, but if anyone calls to chat or IMs me I'll try to talk more. No guarantees. Really going to depend on how busy I am and my state of mind.

Hmm, what else. I'm getting rejection letters right now. Not putting me in the best of moods.

We've had a couple inches of snow, and a LOT of ice. The poor dog can't even go outside anymore - she can't keep a grip on the ice. Poor thing keeps falling flat on her face. Dad had to bring her back in the house earlier - carrying a 70 pound dog is no easy task when walking on ice. Tomorrow is supposed to have freezing fog. >.<

Flower Hall, pretty clouds, and the moon:

Pretty clouds in front of Millett:




More pretty clouds in front of Millett. So much for my idea to get dinner, eh? Yeah, I got a bit sidetracked:




Flower Hall, again:




Lunar Eclipse - before the main event. Probably 45 minutes before it's peak:




The real deal people (Yes, the entire eclipse is there.):




Miami Property off-campus:




Part of a farm... that is no longer there... off Miami's campus (and right across the street from the picture above):




Alexander Hamilton:




One of the twins... times three?:




Me and my jeep. After going off-roading. In the ditch. On the Fox Highway. See? Pretty and muddy. I love muddy jeeps. I've been ordered to send it through the car wash before I return to school, however. I have lots of pretty muddy jeep pictures, for anyone interested. Close up, far away, more of my beautiful face, etc. I love my jeep. Even when it doesn't stay on the road. And could have easily killed me. Or someone else. Or some of the signs.




Muddy jeep window. Wet, cold, and highly-bundled up girl taking pictures. Namely, me:




Khan, being innocent and cute:




Jasmine, being ticked off like usual:




Darling Molly, with the grey chin and the current fear of ice:




Ice on the evergreen:




Ice covering the thorns and berries of the evil thorny devil. Much less dangerous in this state, however:




Some ornamental grasses:




Someone else's plant. But pretty with the ice:




Birdhouse in the garden:




Outside, with the ice and snow and pretty reflections:




Outside, again:



Hope you enjoyed the show. ;) Come back next time for more interesting tales.

PS. My thumb really really hurts. And there's no way to make it feel better. :(

Long Time No Post

Yeah. It's been a while. I'm sorry. In case you haven't been able to tell, my internet is close to non-existent. I'm posting NOW because I'm at home, and have the signal strength to actually post. Amazing ain't it?

Things have been busy. I'm currently really sick. My throat is sore and raw and scratchy, I can hardly breathe, and I'm miserable. Bleh. I am sad some of you haven't talked to me much lately. :( Even though I haven't been on, I knooooooow you're able to send me messages while I'm offline on MSN.

I'm still in shock that there was another massive college shooting. I want to still be in college next year.... why, again?

Beth and Nick visited last Monday. With Rumples. It was amazing! I was so happy to see them again. (Yes, Beth, I missed you. And it was so awesome to have you all and the kitty visit me.)

My thoughts are kinda scattered, I'm sorry. I'd blame it on the medicines I'm on, but that doesn't really matter I don't think. I'd probably post like this anyways.

I want to roleplay. Somewhere, somehow, sometime. PLEEEEEEEEEASE can someone work with me on this!?

This is a busy semester. Tuesday I have my first exam, I have to rewrite a paper already, and so forth. Bleh. Sucks.

Grad results should be coming in soon. We'll see what happens with that.

I want to take a trip to Metamora. I want to go visit the Smokies. I want to go to Chicago and DC. Ahhh so much to do!

I hate being sick.

I miss certain people. A lot.

I've made several new friends.

My gerbils are the loves of my life right now. They make me so happy. They're so cute and cuddly and fuzzy and rodent-y. I absolutely dote on them.

And now, for pictures that I can FINALLY post online because of the internet being nice (btw, out taking pictures in the rain and ice and snow is a good way to meet guys I've found. Next time, I need to take a notepad and write down their numbers...):

One of the twins:

Talawanda:

Bell Tower:

Top of Upham:

Top of Upham 2:

Light outside Upham's Arch:

Horseshoe circle in front of Upham:

Southquad Stairs:

Lucky Turtles:

Lake Ogden Hall:

Lake Ogden Hall 2:

The Sacred Rac

This is a story I've not seen in years... but I have to post it now that I've found it.


An Indian anthropologist, Chandra Thapar, made a study of foreign cultures which had customs similar to those of his native land. One culture in particular fascinated him because it reveres one animal as sacred, much as the people in India revere the cow.

The tribe Dr. Thapar studied is called the Asu and is found on the North American continent north of the Tarahumara of Mexico. Though it seems to be a highly developed society of its type, it has an overwhelming preoccupation with the care and feeding of the rac - an animal much like a bull in size, strength and temperament. In the Asu tribe, it is almost a social obligation to own at least one if not more racs. Anyone not possessing at least one is held in low esteem by the community because he is too poor to maintain one of the beasts properly. Some members of the tribe, to display their wealth and prestige, even own herds of racs.

Unfortunately the rac breed is not very healthy and usually does not live more than five to seven years. Each family invests large sums of money each year to keep its rac healthy and shod, for it has a tendency to throw its shoes often. There are rac specialists in each community, perhaps more than one if the community is particularly wealthy. These specialists, however due to the long period of ritual training they must undergo and to the difficulty of obtaining the right selection of charms to treat the rac, demand costly offerings whenever a tribesman must treat his ailing rac.

At the age of sixteen in many Asu communities, many youths undergo a puberty rite in which the rac figures prominently. The youth must petition a high priest in a grand temple. He is then initiated into the ceremonies that surround the care of the rac and is permitted to keep a rac.

Although the rac may be used as a beast of burden, it has many habits which would be considered by other cultures as detrimental to the life of the society. In the first place the rac breed is increasing at a very rapid rate and the Asu tribesmen have given no thought to curbing the rac population. As a consequence the Asu must build more and more paths for rac to travel on since its delicate health and its love of racing other racs at high speeds necessitates that special areas be set aside for its use. The cost of smoothing the earth is too costly for any one individual to undertake, so it has become a community project and each tribesman must pay an annual tax to build new paths and maintain the old. There are so many paths needed that some people move their homes because the rac paths must be as straight as possible to keep the animal from injuring itself. Dr. Thapar also notes that unlike the cow, which many people in his country hold sacred, the excrement of the rac cannot be used as either fuel or fertilizer. On the contrary, its excrement is exceptionally foul and totally useless. Worst of all, the rac is prone to rampages in which it runs down anything in its path, much like stampeding cattle. Estimates are that the rac kills thousands of the Asu in a year.

Despite the rac's high cost of its upkeep, the damage it does to the land, and its habit of destructive rampages, the Asu still regard it as being essential to the survival of their culture.

Cold Weather

So I've been busy and I've been sick. And I'm tired of my computer acting weird. We're watching the Caine Muntiny. It's an interesting movie. I like how we're watching that in my AF class, and it's a naval movie. Ugh, I'm so tired of being sick. Well, only another 2 hours before I'm free for the weekend.

Grad school responses SHOULD start coming in in the next few weeks. Hopefully responses are good and positive... and paid. I'm nervous.

I'm also finally confident enough to begin actually writing my story. I have names, and I'm happy.

Alright, I'm done. Toodles.

Hola!

I guess I should post something, since I haven't in a while.

Hi!

Oh, classes. They look pretty awesome. My Poly Sci class is really amazing. I don't usually like Political Science, but this teacher is just amazing. I love it. Taking three USAF classes, one history, one poly sci, and ice hockey. They're all pretty cool.

Currently watching Ghost Hunters International. It makes me happy.

I don't really wanna talk anymore, so bye! ;) Toodles y'all!

Arg!!

Alright, I'm sorry I'm not online.

Here may be a few reasons why you may not see me on any IMs:

1. Miami's internet sucks; therefore, when I'm in my room, it flickers in and out and doesn't really exist. They just want us to think it does.
2. Cleaning my disaster of a room.
3. No internet.
4. Playing hockey.
5. No internet.
6. Hanging out with people.
7. No internet.
8. Creating my way cool story. That doesn't exist yet.
9. No internet.
10. Graduate school apps. When I have internet. Which leads to our last, and most definate, reason for not being on, #11:
11. NO INTERNET.

You have reached me at sassyphoenix.blogspot.com. Thank you for listening and holding. Please leave your name, number, and a brief message, and internet willing, I will return your comments. Or, for some of you, just call my cell phone. ;)

PS. I have more to talk about. I just don't feel like doing it now. Like about some of my awesome classes. Like ice hockey. With which I now have a stick and equipment, except for a helmet. That story may come later. Cheers!

*snarl*

So, I made the comment resembling the fact that it's depressing that I'll have to work the rest of my life. This was after I was asked if I was ready to return to school, and I said no, cuz it would involve work. Then I said something along the lines of 'meh, I'll just marry a millionaire and be lazy.' The response: "You can't even get a date, let alone get married." Thank you, mom, for that comment. That was so uplifting and reassuring. I mean seriously, like I didn't know that. Ever thought that I despise all the jerks that do ask me to do something in said context? I happen to have high standards. And who said I couldn't get a date? Maybe I haven't wanted any. Besides, all the people I'm interested in have been taken thus far. So I found that to be a very unfair comment on her part, and I'm pissed. Really, really pissed. I figure it was an offhand remark on her account, but that cut deep and really pissed me off. Which is why I'm griping on here. Because I am so pissed.

Other news. Bloody next semester. Here's the schedule:

Monday:

1-2pm: Ice Hockey
6-7:15pm: Political Science

Tuesday:

10-11: AF 112
11-12:15: AF 332
12:30-1:45: History w/ Cayton

Wednesday:

1-2pm: Ice Hockey
6-7:15pm: Political Science

Thursday:

10-11: AF 222
11-12:15: AF 332
12:30-1:45: History w/ Cayton

Friday:

NO CLASS



We ran by Miami the other day to drop stuff off and get books, and I started talking to Cayton. Until then, I'd been considering dropping his class (I signed up for 18 hours, I'm taking 13) and taking another. Then, the kicker: "Well Allison, see you next Tuesday. If you're not asleep in class again." *grumble grumble grumble* I really need to take his class. Because he's a very very powerful man. And he knows I'm supposed to take his class. And, well, I guess I will be.

I've also been rather sick and feeling like crap the last several days. I think I'm sick.

And right now I have a headache. Probably because I'm so mad. So cheerio, and adieu.