The Black Cat by Edger Allen Poe Continued

On a good note I wasn't arrested. BTW her dad is NOT a cop but a game wordon which means he is not allowed to arrest any one else it protains to live game(baiting deers to kill, over killing using the wrong hunting gears; i.e cross bow during riffle season, etc.).

The Black Cat by Edger Allen Poe

Because I am a nitwitt and could not figure out what perverseness was, I had to look it up. Basically it means to willfully do what is wrong/ not right. For example running a stop sign is not right but people do it anyways. Okay maybe that was a bad example but still you get the point. A time when I willfully did wrong.....hmmmmmm good question. I really have no idea what to say to this question ha! ( after like 5 minutes of pondering) OH I GOT ONE!! My sophomore year I had a falling out with, who I thought was, my best friend. She tried to hook up with my boyfriend and start drama in our relationship. So I confronted her at school the day after I found out about it. She is the type that uses " my dad's a cop and i will have you arrested" bit. When I confronted her, she denied everything. I knew she was lying, I saw all the texts she sent to my boyfriend. I said "Really? Do you think I am that stupid? You are pathetic."  and walked off. She called me a not so nice word that started with a b. So I turned around and punched her in the nose and broke it.

I knew it was wrong to do that. But I was caught up in the moment and I do regret doing that. Not because I regret punching her in the face but more so because I  was dissappointed in myself after I thought about this. I was dissappointed because I have never stooped to her trashy playing level before and I felt stupid for doing so cause I knew I was better than that. I was better than stooping to such a low level and the situation I put myself in by being her friend.

Procrastination.....

Me-"Hello my name is Savannah and I have a problem. I am a procrastinator and I need help. It all started when I was in 6th grade and my brother wanted me to go running with him one day. So I did it and put off my homework. Now i procrastinate about everything"

Class- "Hello Savannah. It's okay. That why we are here. We procrastinate too."

Okay so maybe that's not what really happens. But I sure do feel like it sometimes. Why is it so hard to just get  my lazy butt up and jump on what needs to be done and not worry about it? No i have to be stupid and make myself worry to death about due dates and such even though I know I will end up saying "I'll do it tomorrow."

Humph! I need motivation to get these BLOGS DONE!!!!!!!

The Curse by Andre Dubus Continued

(Maddie is in my arms the first week we had her)

(the week we got Ahab)

(this is from the end of fall 2010)

(from the first snow in 2010)

Both of them look SO MUCH better then they did when they came to us:) and that is one thing I am proud to be responsible for:)

The Curse by Andre Dubus

Something I feel responsible for is my 2 adopted animals. My first one: Her name is Maddison(Maddie for short). She is a yorkie cross. I found her running up and down the road one afternoon. I didn't think anything of it because we live in the country and it is not unusual to see random dogs down our road. Well later that day I went to check my mamaw's mail box for her and there she sat at the end of  her driveway. I looked down at her and asked (i realize dogs cannot talk) "Who do you belong to little one? Why don't you go home?" So I started walking back to my mamaw's house. I looked back to see if she had left yet and I didn't see her. I looked down at the mail in my hands and noticed 4 tan paws sitting at my feet where I had stopped. She had followed me to my mamaw's house. I called my mom and told her about the dog and she said she was coming up there. When she got there she knew whose dog it was. She said to give her a bath and get the fleas and such off her and when David got home we would take her back. Well a few hours later i took her back over to David's. I barely got out of teh care before he said "do you want her? i don't have the time to spend with her like my mom and dad did before they died." i looked at  my mom and she said we could make room at the house for her.

Number 2: My horse!!:) Oh how I love him. When I got him, he was skin and bones because other horses in the pasture were not letting him eat at all. He would have to woof half his food down in like 3 seconds or he wouldnt eat that day. When my boss called and told me about him I felt HORRIBLE for him.:( My family and I thought he was going to die in like a week. That was in spring of 2008. We fed him TONS of hay and this ground corn mixture to help him get the weight to stick to him. I had to worm him and take water out to him 3 times a day because apparently the draft horses were not letting him drink either.:( so sad I  know. But now he is super fat and very tempermental if he doesn't get his way. haha. I love him and wouldn't have him any other way though:) I am accidently responsible for them, as I like to say.:)

i will post the pictures in a seperate post.



The Horse Dealer's Daughter by D.H Lawrence

1.) Mabel: 27 years old, short, unattractive, religious,presistant, established because of her money,suicidal untill Joseph saved her.
2.) Joe: Free-spirited, chews tobacco, oldest of the children at 33, horses were his life
3.)Fred Henry: brother number 2, not as passive as Joe, if he were an animal he would not be the one BEING controlled
3.) Malcolm: the baby at 22, observent
4.) Lucy- the other sister, put lots of distance between her family and her.
5.) Jack Fergusson: Scottish accent, husky voice, doctoer, slave to the countryside, curious/ asks a lot of questions
6.) Joseph Parvin: father of the family,not well educated, large horse dealer,married two times before he died, leaving his children in debt.

Blue Winds Dancing by Tom Whitecloud

It's game night and the stands are almost packed. The roar of the crowd let's us know they have are back no matter what happens. We warm up. Hearts are racing for the time being. The line up is called out. I can hear my heart beat like a drum keeping a steady beat. The whistle blows. EVERYTHING goes silent. The ball comes over the net. The pass is a little off. Our setter uses it to an advantage. Left, right, leftright,up,swing. BLOCKED! Thank God our defense covers good. Pass is perfect, set is excellent. Middle quick! She sees the split! BOOM!!!!!! NOT A CHANCE! Smiles are everywhere.  Next thing we know we are tied 2 games a piece. The last game only goes to 15. We have to bust our butts to get this done and get the W on the board. Sweat dripping done every ones face. But game faces are still strong.  The other team sets up for a 32. "STEP IN! STEP IN! I'M HERE! I'M HERE!" Up the blockers go! They looked early on the jump but the block.....IS GOOD. Point us! 13-14 game point. Our best server is up. She serves it short. They get it up! They set up for a slide. Our block is ready. We push the ball out on the block. Deep corner? It hits the ground!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WE WIN! WE WIN! WE WIN!




The most important thing to me is volleyball. I love the sport and the intensity it brings to personalities. Not only is it fun but it's also a very good way to loose weight:)

Luck Mark Twain

(She was my Christmas present when I was 5)

I am not a very lucky person what so ever. About 6 years (give or take a few years) ago my first dog got really sick. She could not get up, walk, must less eat or drink and she had NO BALANCE what so ever when we could get her up to take her outside. I was so heart broken because I was almost certain that I was going to end up having to go with my mom to the vet to put her to sleep. We took her to the vet and they ran test, after test, after test on her. They did MRI's to check her brain.

What most people don't do when they pick out a puppy for the first time is actully look at the breeds health history. With the breed that my baby was, it is VERY common for them to get lesions on their brain. Lesions are like cuts on the brain and they have bleeding in the brain which causes pressure on their brains. It's sad:(.

But anywho, the doctor found the start of a few lesions on the MRI. But they were not deep enough to cause all of her symptoms. So the vet put her on Prednizone( a steroid) to help her with regaining muscle mass. She ended up living for the next few years until she started getting sick again.
My mom and dad were at the beach for 4th of July weekend. My grandmother was left with me at home to look after Sugar(my baby). One morning I woke up and i could tell something was not right because usually Sugar would be laying in my bed with me, but she wasn't there. I crawled out of bed and walked around the house and found her laying on her pillow where she had been the night before. My grandmother had already talked to my mom and we got in the car with my baby and took her back to the vet. I knew at that point that it was time to say good bye to my loving dog of so many wonderful years. I  gave her a huge kiss on the head and told her i loved her and that it was okay. The vet said thaey would try everything they could to keep her alive. My dad called about 2 hours later and told me that her kidney's had already started failing and she didn't have  agood heart rhythm so he had her put her to sleep.

I say this was a lucky time because most people don't realize how much a vet appointment can cost when you have something like this happen. I was lucky I have such amazing parents  who knew my dog was not ready, those 6 or so years ago, to die. Also I was lucky because they were willing to pay $6,000 to run all those test on her to find out what was wrong with her, knowing there was a chance that the vets couldn't save her or find out what was wrong with her.

I was also lucky because I got to say goodbye and have my peace with it. I am still lucky today with this because she is burried in my pasture  under a Dogwood Tree with her best friend(my brothers dog). I miss her still but I know she is in a better place and I can go "see" her when ever I want to.

This Weekend

I am so stoked about this weekend. I have been waiting for it to be super super warm!!! Friday it is supposed to be 78 degrees. Oh summer how I have missed you! I am going to be giving my Bubz (what I nicknamed me horse) a bath, the car is getting washed and cleaned out, my windows are gettign opened in my room!! Man have I had spring fever! Don't get me wrong I love winter. But only if it snows. I would rather be on a beach somewhere in the summer time though.

Cathedral

Everyday is life changing. We learn so much in such a short time it is really hard to pick just one "eye opening" memory. Since I HAVE to choose one I would probably have to choose my great Uncle Ray's funeral. I was so close to him. This was the very first time I had to deal with death. I was only six years old when he died. I was in so much pain and hurt. I  was mad he had left me. At the time, I thought it had been forever and I would never ever be able to see him again. The following Sunday, my Papaw held his usual Sunday Service. However, this service was slightly different. He focused more on heaven and hell(more so on heaven because he told me after the service that that was where Uncle Ray had gone to be with God and Marie, his wife) But he put it into terms to where I (6 keep in mind) could understand what he was talking about. It was that day that I realized I should feel ashamed of how I felt, the anger. It was at this point that I realized that I was not with out him for ever. It was Gods way of making me a stronger person and he still left me with memories of him and the love he showed me for 6 whole years. I knew at that point, someday I would see him again.
Not long after that service, my family and I had to go to the will reading. Come to find out I received a large some of money and his late wife's wedding band(of which all of my dad's sisters wanted). Along with all that I received an 1906 dime in a case, that i hung on a necklace and I wear it ever chance I get . The chain i hung it on reaches to my heart and when the coin rests there, I know he is with me in heart.

A Rose for Emily

Cuckolded is the word I have chosen for the assignment on A Rose for Emily.
"The body had apparently once lain in the attitude of an embrace, but now the long sleep that outlasts love, that conquers even the grimace of love, had cuckolded him." page 94

True definition:
1. cuckold-noun: the husband of an unfaithful wife.
2.verb:to make a cuckold of (a husband).

After reading the definition of cuckolded. I have even more questions. I love how Faulkner uses such a large vocabulary because I can learn about new words and look them up, as well as, increase my own vocabulary.However cuckolded is one of those words i really have no idea why he used it instead of using unfaithful. Through my understanding of the sentence in which the word is used, he is saying that the embrace of Miss Emily was true. However, his "sleep" had cheated him out of time and love for her.

Brantley Gilbert...:)

So  I am a huge fan of "no name" musicians. I love the fact that not so many people know of them. When I first heard Brantley Gilbert play guitar and sing I told myself i was going to be able to see him one day. Well I did! It was amazing. The funny thing about it was the day after my boyfriend ordered our tickets, Coyote Joe's got sold out for his concert. A group of friends and I were going to go but they ended up not ordere tickets in time so it was just me and my boyfriend.
As far as the whole music thing goes, IT WAS AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! As far as the expierience goes, it was HORRIBLE!! The night i saw Brantley was also the same night I went to my first "night-club". I learned that I have NO PATIENCE for drunk people.  A guy threw up right next to me and it splattered all over my boots and jeans xp YUCK!!

Anywho this is one of my personal favorite songs by him. My boyfriend sings it to me haha:)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tzw-MFplU8k

Neighbors:Minimalism

Minimalism is where the author focus's on the vivid details of a story instead of just saying what happened. They go to great depth to give the reader the image of what is happening through out the story. The author wants the reader to feel like he or she is in the story with the characters and participating/observing what is happening.

I, for one, am not a huge fan of this type of righting because it is hard for me to follow the outline, and what actually is going on. I tend to misread some information because I am so caught up with the details of the story instead of the concept or lessons learned in the story.

In the story Neighbors, written by Raymond Carver, use of minimalism is outstanding. When  Bill's neighbors leave for a trip to Cheyenne,Wyoming, Carver goes into great detail about how Bill truly feels about Harriet and Jim Stone,the neighbors. He feels as though the Stone's are higher in "class", as if they were richer and lead a more extravagant live then he and his wife. Another great example is when Bill goes to the Stone's to feed their cat, Bill examines "the canned goods,the cereals, the packaged foods, the cocktail and wine glasses, the china, the pots and pans."(page 138) Carver goes on to explain that Bill goes to the bedroom and tries on all the Stone's clothing( even Harriet's).