Ashley the Magnificent's Misadventure

Usually, my self-imposed alter-ego is utterly cool. :) Okay, not always, but I like to think so, hehe. But today... today, Ashley the Magnificent had an utter misadventure. :/

I had to work today, at my semi-nice, but usually-annoying job at Taco Bell. When I got my lunch break at about 2:00, I decided to walk up the hill (only a couple hundred yards) to a nearby Subway restaurant. I made it there with flair--I was oh-so-cool (haha, not really... but it makes my downfall even more the climactic, haha). And I ordered my sandwich and was on my way back to work, to eat there before I had to clock back in. :) The route was part grass, part rocks, but mostly just black pavement. Anyway, so I was all happy (I really don't know why I was this happy--usually I'm not that happy during work, haha) and not paying attention to where I was going. And I stepped into this pothole, and I IMMEDIATELY knew something awful was going to happen, haha.

My ankle twisted in a not-so-great (but not destructively at all--it just felt really weird, haha) manner, and I could feel myself falling--and falling FAST. I don't know what happened, but my fingers were trying to keep my face from getting all scratched up, but somehow they were all mangled and twisted in all the wrong ways underneath my hips (what in the world were they doing all the way down there?!), my rear end was flying high in the air, and my shoulders were somehow very securely fastened to the ground. It's a position I remember LOVING sleeping in when I was a toddler, haha (who knows why, it's one of the most uncomfortable positions I know now, lol!).

The first thing I thought to do was to straighten out my fingers, so I didn't break them, and then I just lay there on the ground, breathing in the grass, trying to get my heart to beat again. I'm such a klutz. haha.

Then I finally turned over, and.... and, oooh, did I mention that this Subway is seated in this gas station?! It totally is, and there were about four or five people filling up their gas tanks, just staring at me, not including passengers in the cars. Oooh, it was SOOO utterly embarrassing, lol.

I sat there for a few moments, then got up and walked back to Taco Bell, and I ate my sandwich. And I was limping around the whole day. When I took a shower earlier, I thought I was going to pass out when I had to wash my left knee, which has a LOVELY rug-burn. :/ It had bled a bit earlier, and I'm all good, but I figured you all would love the little embarrassing moment in my life. haha.

And you want to know the BEST part? After I finished my sandwich, I called my mom, for two reasons. One, because I'm a wussy and I needed to hear my mommy's voice after such an ordeal (hehe). Two, because lunch breaks are UTTERLY boring if you don't have something to do or someone to talk to. :/

So I told her the whole story, about nobody coming to help me up or see if I was okay, and all, and then I went back to work, and while I was sweeping the dining room or something, this family that was sitting at the table next to where I had been eating called my name (we are required to wear name tags, but it's still really shocking when total strangers just call out "Ashley" or say "Thanks, Ashley!" to me. haha) out across the dining room, and they were like, "Oh, we're so sorry we didn't help you up! We thought you were just sitting down to eat your lunch..." (And I still question: What person in their right mind would think that ANYBODY doing a face-plant was just sitting down to have a dandy little lunch?!)

Hahahahahaha.

Usually, my life isn't this entertaining, but I thought it was pretty funny. At least I didn't break my ankle or pass out or worse. Thank God. :)

Till next time,
Ash the (Royally Embarrassed) Dreamer

Ashley the Magnificent's Third Adventure!

Hello, World! :)

I desperately need to go read Beowulf for my English (British) lit class, but I'm dreading it. Beowolf is SUCH a weird story! That, and I have some French, math, and possibly writing (for my creative writing class), too! Do you know how much it STINKS to have almost ALL of your classes in college on three days, instead of evenly spread out? I hate having four classes on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, but only having one class on Tuesday and Thursday. I am dreading this. :*(

Hehe, but that's not why I logged on today... Ashley the Magnificent had an experience to remember today, but she's about to split personalities and become Ashley the Bewildered. lol.

So today I only had one class--it's called "Contemporary Issues", and it's beyond boring. :*( But that's not the point.

Anywhooooo... so now my little brother and I both go to the same college, and on Tuesdays and Thursdays, we have the exact same schedule--one class, from 8 to 9:20 am, even in the same building! We're not in the same class, though. :) Anyway, so I went to class, dealt with the boring-ness.

Then after we finished, we went over to this little bookstore that has books for Kutztown students to buy/rent for their classes. We both needed to get some books that weren't there when we bought them earlier. Anyway, so we bought the books, I lost $25 (*tear*), and we went home.

I was hanging out, avoiding homework (not the best idea, mind you...). Then my brother came into my room and told me that the Kutztown POLICE called our house, because somebody had turned in my WALLET! I was so confused--I was like, I HAVE my wallet! :/

But then I looked, and I really didn't. I was so confused, because I didn't have a CLUE how I lost it. Maybe I accidentally left it on the counter or something?

But after talking to the police for about five minutes, and they confirmed that the contents inside were in fact mine, I was just about to arrange to go down there and pick them up, when, across the telephone lines, you would never guess what I heard.

My dad.

So weird. He sometimes works at my school, but I didn't know he was in the area. Anyway, the policeman asked me if I knew were "the com" was or something like that (btw, I don't even KNOW what that is! lol). And I was like, "Uh, no, actually..."

And then my dad was trying to give him instructions to give me to get there! Hehe. It was really funny.

Then the cop was just like, "Um, your dad says he's here... can you tell me his name?"

I was like, "Uhhh..." But I told him. And then he was like, "Okay, well, I'm giving it to him, if that's okay with you..."

I was like, "haha... fine."

And then he hung up.

So strange. :)

And now I have to get to Beowulf.

Happy day, world! :)

Till next time,
Ash the (Amused) Dreamer

Ashley the Magnificent Returns!!!!

haha... not really.

but you SHOULD read my "ashley the magnificent" blog if you haven't yet. because i think it's HILARIOUS! :]

but i did just have an adventure, and "ashley the magnificent" always pops up when an adventure takes place. :)

on monday morning, my brother and i took off on an adventure across several states to southwestern michigan. :]

see, my brother went to college in that area last semester, while i was at college here. he decided over Christmas break that he wasn't going to return (i KNOW! so last minute! lol), so we had to go get his stuff. my mom wanted someone to go with him, but monday was my mom's birthday, my sister and father had a dentist's appointment in philly, and my grandmother couldn't go that far. so alas, i was chosen. :] besides, i love roadtrips, so i volunteered!

we braved the winter weather conditions and had to stomp through two feet of snow when we finally got there, and i have survived pretty much STRICTLY on fast food cuisine for the past 3 days, but i'm finally home to tell you all about it! lol.

i lovelovelove roadtrips. so much. apparently adults don't understand why i would rather spend three days in a cramped-up car, driving to south dakota or wherever i go, rather than taking a few short hours to FLY there. i say they lack adventure. and they still need to learn about the joy in the journey.

my favorite part of roadtrips is the journey. not leaving home, or getting to my destination, or whatever i do when i'm there, but the long drive to where i'm going. i love it so much. i love the scenery, the bonding time with my travel companions, what i get to do while we're riding along, the way music and the journey come together to warm my heart and my soul, and mostly how i can commune with Jesus while i am journeying. for some reason, i always grow closer to God during trips. i guess it's because somehow, when i'm driving i see it best, as i see the fellow travelers driving, and it just hits me why Jesus loves these people He has created.

because they're beautiful. and they live and love and breath and hope and search for truth and they NEED a Lover.

and i just love seeing why Jesus loves us. it's not really explicable, and i really can't understand the heart of God, but i can see a little bit.

and that's enough for me, right now. :)



i love this song, because it just feels like how i feel every roadtrip. :)

i wish the greatest things for this world of mine, that i live and breathe in, but i have to be content, hoping that one day, we all will win where it counts.

till next time,
ash the (joyful) dreamer

The First Amazing Story of Ashley the Magnificent... lol.

This time, I actually have a good story to tell! I have to speedy-type it, though, since I have to read quite a bit for history, I wanted to be in bed by midnight, and I haven't even started yet! AHH! LOL.

Okay, so this story of Ashley the Magnificent (my self-imposed hero name) takes places very early this morning, when it had barely become this morning. I was getting ready to go beddy-bye, and I was in my bunk in my dorm room, snuggling under my beautiful pastel quilt that my mommy made me when I was ten, and listening to music and saying my evening prayers, while my roommate continued to do her homework. She had a small light on by the door, so the room was dimly lit. As I listened to a song I really liked (at this point, I have no clue what song it was; for details' sake, let's say it was "Let It Out Now" by Leeland. *grin*), I noticed a monstrous spider crawling across the ceiling of our dorm room, and getting ready to hide between the ceiling and the overhead light!

Now, Ashley the Magnificent is deathly afraid of spiders biting her in her sleep, so she screamed like the little girl she loves to pretend to be, and squealed "EWWWW!!!!" in hopes that her roommate was braver than she was. (Remind me why I am Ashley the Magnificent? lol) But alas, Kelli the Wise is even more scared of bugs than Ashley the Magnificent, so she says, "EWWWW!!!! Kill it!!!!" And she tries to hand me her flipflop! I get a vaguely confused look on my face, and I ask, "How am I supposed to kill it! I don't even know where it went!!!!"

So then Kelli the Wise said, "What about bugspray?"

Ashley the Magnificent (aka Ashley the Mentally Challenged) said, "Oh, I think I have some!"

So I climbed off of my bunk bed and searched in one of my boxes, and found a can of bugspray with Deet in it! All well and good, so I sprayed it straight up in the air. Voila! And the spider was knocked onto the ground, and I ground it to smitherines with my beautiful ballerina flat! (Or ballet flat, which is the correct term? I can never remember, lol.)

So, you may ask, why does Ashley the Magnificent call herself Ashley the Mentally Challenged?

Well, I will tell you! Because I sprayed the bugspray STRAIGHT UP! Meaning, I was directly underneath it! And the mist sprayed down, INTO MY MOUTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! SUPER GROSS!!!!!!!!!!!! Has anyone else tasted Deet? Cuz it is NASTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I wiped my tongue off on my sleeve and went to go get a drink.

Little did I know that Deet is HIGHLY POISONOUS! (Thanks, Mom, for telling me that, 24 hours AFTER I let that stuff get in my mouth!) UGH! If I didn't keel over and die by now, do you think I'm safe? I hope so! Cuz if I'm not, I dunno what to do! :*(

Y'all, pray for me, that Deet doesn't have a delaying poisonous effect! I don't wanna die!!!!

LOL. That was the highlight of my semester. That, and falling on the sidewalk TWICE in twenty-four hours! My foot's swollen, I ache all over, and I think I might have bruised my butt an scraped off a layer of toe nail on my left foot! (I was wearing flipflops). Other than that, it's life as usual... well, have a good week, everybody! Not sure when I'll blog again. :)

Happy day!

Till later,
Ash the (Hopeful again) Dreamer! :))))