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Mood: Spaced Out
Listening to: Simple Plan

Hey.
Hey.
What's up?
Nothing. You?
Nothing much here.
Do you know how bored I am?
Bored enough to talk to yourself?
How did you know?!
I don't know. Just a guess. I do it sometimes myself.

Ok. Now truthfully admit whether you do this yourself. Do you talk to yourself when you are bored? Do you stare into oblivion and daydream? Do you talk to yourself in the mirror? Do you sing in the shower? Do you do stupid things for no apparent reason? Do you say stupid things around your friends? Do you have a stupid saying that goes like this "It was a you-had-to-be-there-moment." whenever you say something that was supposed to be funny but no one laughs?
If you do then you are really weird. 

Not really. Because if that were true then I would be really werid and I'm not. *looks around*
Well I admit that I do all of this.  I mean, your not normal if you don't do this. I mean everyone has to talk to themselves when they are bored. Who doesn't? Who cares if you can't sing, I can't sing crap but I sing when I'm taking a shower. Even though my mom makes fun of me. *scowls* lol. Think about how many people who do these types of things. That makes up their character. Like for me, I am really, REALLY unique. I can take most jokes, not ones that are hurtfull like calling me a whore, and slut but other jokes. I am funny because of my unfunniness. (you know what I mean?) You know like I mean to be funny, but its far from funny, so it is funny. Oh well I think I have rambled on enough now. See I didn't really have much to say so I started talking to myself then it rolled into a lesson or something. Oh well.

Mood: In Pain :-)
Listening to: My life is a Nightmare

Ok so today I was being an airhead and while I was eating my brownie (I have to have an after-school snack!) I was skipping down the hall going back to my room. So when I was half-way to my room I jump up and I fall down on my foot and land on my pinky-toe then the rest of my foot hits the ground like in a wave thing. If you dont understand me dont worry. Well anyway so when I landed my pinky-toe got crushed. So now it is all swollen and red. So I dragged myself back to my room where my mom was on the computer. So she asks "what happened?" I explain of course. Then I stand back up to walk out of the room but instead of standing up my pinky-toe cracked or popped or something and I fell down again. I personally think that I need to go get a pinky-toe cast and some crutches but my mom says that if I have to go to the hospital she will be ticked so I'm not going to keep asking to go. She says she will be ticked because of my stupidity that actually led up to that. So thats what happened today. Not much. I hope I do need crutches cause I want to get out of some classes tomorrow or have everyone sighning my pinky-toe cast. Lol. That would be funny.

Mood: Sad/Ticked off
Listening to: Bee 93.7

Today was picture day. I was all nervous but I think that the picture will turn out alright. The whole day was going smoothly until lunch. When my good friends Chase starts to call me names. Names that aren't very funny. Girls have sensitive feelings and our feelings can be hurt very easily. So Chase always jokes around with me but today I was already a little ticked at him because the day before he was throwing rice at me (during lunch) because I wouldn't give him my bread roll. So when Chase started to joke around today he started to call me a lesbian. I didn't take any offense by it because I'm not lesbian and this is just him. But then he starts to carry it too far. He starts to call me a whore. And I haven't even kissed anybody before. So now I'm like o0o0ok Chase. Whatever. But he keeps carrying it on. So now he's calling me a whore, slut and a hoe. So I'm starting to get really upset now. (I have sensitive feelings) Then my other friend Jared pipes up and joins in and goes "How much?" Now I am on the verge of tears. So I just leave the lunchroom and go outside. So I head to Jessie's table outside and I'm all red and wet with tears. So she is all "what's wrong her" and all I can do is just silently cry to myself. By now Chase has come outside to catch up with me. But I wouldn't talk to him. Then James Iseli comes over to sit with Jessie and is all "what's wrong with her?" and Chase tells him and James is like "what's wrong with him calling you that? I call you that everyday." and I'm like because he is supposedly my good friend. You just tease me all the time. Then he is like "I'm sorry. Here you can wipe your tears off on my shirt. You can cry on my shoulder." He was very considerate. But I am so mad at Chase. Some people don't understand why I was so upset but words can hurt. Like when someone yells at me, I'm allways upset the rest of the day. And when Chase kept going on and on it finally got to me. All the things that I hadn't talked about to people just finally got to me. I was upset about things that had happened to me last week and this week. I just cryed out all the things that I held in and didn't do anything about. And now I feel better. I feel better now that I have talked about it and I've cryed it all out. Did you know that crying is actually healthy. Well it is. But I'm still not talking to Chase. No matter how many times he says he's sorry. He made me feel like crap and made me cry. Anybody who makes me cry at school has really done something to make me really upset because I have never cried at school. Never. Ever. Before. So Chase can forget about me ever speaking to him again. He should have stopped before things went to far. And just so you know I am NOT a lesbian, whore, slut, hoe. Thanks.

Mood: Stressed
Listening to: Kelly Clarkson

I hate picture days and tomorrow I have to get my picture taken for the yearbook. Its always awful. My picture that is. Either my smile is crooked, my hair is messed up, my hair is in my face, or I just look evil when I smile.  So I'm all nervous and stuff.  My best school picture was in 4th grade and I didn't even smile. My eyes had bags under them and I was frowning. But I looked serious and stuff.  Okay. I've got to go figure out what I'm going to wear. OMG!!! I hate having to have my stupid picture taken!!! Oh the stress!!! LoL.

Mood: Tired
Listening to: Bee 93.7

I'm so sorry I haven't been writing lately. I've been caught up in lots of school work. Well last night I watched the Clemson vs. Miami game and Clemson didn't win!!! *cries* They went into overtime and then Miami won. I had to babysit 5 kids that night too. They were so nice and cute. And I loved their house!! It was very nice. One of the kids got sick but I think that he turned out ok. I felt so bad for him. Today I went swimming down at the lake. My dad turned out canoe over with my mom in it. It was funny. I have to recite a poem called "Annabel Lee" by Edgar Allan Poe for english. It's sort of easy to remember but not really. I have to correct lots of tests and I have to do a sketchbook assignment. That's alot of schoolwork!!!
I want to go see a movie with my friends this weekend. I don't know what I want to go see though. Either "The Exorscist", "Cry Wolf", or something else. I also want to have the whole gang come over and swim at my house before it gets to cold. Because I haven't had them all over at my house yet. Just some of them. I think that it would be fun.
I watched tons of movies today about highschool love stories. I just love romance movies. I don't know what it is, I just love those types of movies. Or chick fliks!!! Those are good movies too. Oh well. Here comes another movie I'm gonna go watch it. YaY!!!!!

Mood: Tired
Listening to: Bee 93.7

School is tomorrow. Noooo! I don't really want to go. I do... and I don't. I want to see my friends... but I don't want to do all of my school work. But I have to go to school to learn stuff so that I can get into college so that I can have a good career. You know what I'm gonna be when I grow up? Either, a) Lawyer (money, money, money) b) architecht desighner (why do you think I'm in advanced art?) c) interior desighner d) lanscape designer. First I'm going to finish college by the age 22. Then I'm going to get married, no I don't know to who. Then I'm going to live in a very large house with a maid, and a cook. But I will treat them very nicely, like they were a part of the family. I will have 2 kids. A boy and a girl. I don't want them to fight like I and my brother do though. My brother and I almost hate each other. I know hate is a strong word and you aren't supossed to hate anyone, but we almost do! We fight over the stupidest of things. Like I'll tell him to be quieter, or to stop humming cause it's getting on my nerves and we will start fighting. But then there are times when we just love each other to death. Like when someone has been bullying him at school, I will make a little phone call to his big bully friend. (See if they mess with him now.... hehehe.) I guess I need to start trying to pick better fights than these stupid ones I DO pick. I'm going to go apologize for getting him in trouble now. I feel guilty about it. So I'm gonna go say I'm sorry and I really do love him and that I don't hate him. There's your new lesson... Love, don't hate. This is my new saying: Be a lover, not a hater. Cute HuH?

Mood: Happy, Happy, Happy!
Listening to: Bee 93.7

I was wondring when I found this picture, how many people do I know, smoke? Then I figured almost most of my family. I don't see why people do smoke. It's just stupid. But I have come up with a list of reasons why not to smoke and a list of reasons why people do smoke.

5 Reasons Why People Smoke

1) They think its popular, (jumpin' on the bandwagon)
2) Calms them
3) They are addicted and can't quit
4) Peer pressure5)
Makes people feel more secure

10 Reasons Why They Should Quit

1) It'll kill you
2) Makes you smell bad
3) Your teeth will turn yellow
4) Your face will look older and uglier
5) It's stupid
6) Increases your heart rate
7) Makes it harder to breathe
8) Causes cancer
9) Makes your clothes smell bad
10) Once again, it'll kill you

Oh well! Have a happy, miserable life you smokers! Lets see how long you last before you are buried!!! Ok. I'm sorry. Didn't mean for that to be so mean sounding. Forgive me.

Mood: So Happy, So Happy....
Listening to: Bee 93.7

I feel so0o0o much better today! Its the weekend and I am FREE of school work! Ok. I just recently took a shower and as I was getting out I saw a brown small thing in the bath tub. So I went to investigate. It was what looked like a cockroach. So I called my mom into the bathroom and showed her and she started laughing. I was dumbstruck. There was, right in front of us a cockroach and she was sitting there laughing! So I leaned into the tub and poked the roach. It didn't move. Then I remembered that last night my brother had a bubble bath and he brought his plastic, fake, toy roach. I had really thought that that thing was real. I couldn't believe I had really thought that. I felt so stupid.
Today I am going to spend some time outside. I want to go swimming. Or go to the movies. Oh my Gosh!!! Yesterday my brother found a praying mantis. I HATE those things. Like, a few years ago, I saw one for the first time in the backyard. It was hanging on to the side of the house. I thought that it was dead or something. So I poked it. Then it comes alive and starts chasing me. So I, all scared and freaked out, am screaming and running around and around the house trying to escape the stupid mantis. So when my mom calls me outside to see the mantis my brother found, I was like, "No way! I am not going to be attacked again!" It was so funny. It was one of those "you had to be there moments".
So I want to go swimming. I wonder what the score for last nights highschool football game was too. I'll have to call Sam. I so need to clean my room. If you could see it, it would look like hurricane Katrina hit it. Ok that was mean. I'm sorry. We have had 3 girls come to our school from louisianna. I feel sorry for them all. I wish that the devastation could have somehow been prevented. I wish all the best of luck too.
Ladeeda. Ladeeda. Ladeeda. This is great. This shows that I actually have a life. Ladeeda. ladeeda. Ladeeda. I really ought to be doing something constructive. But I am soo bored. Oh well I guess I'm gonna go clean my room. *Voice in head says "no ashley. you dont have to."* *Other voice says "Ashley you will smother yourself if you dont clean it soon. You'll drown in its contents.* This voice has a point. *First voice says "But you can go play outside right now. You can always come back later and clean your room."* I like this voice. *Mom looks over my shoulder and says with a big booming voice " CLEAN YOUR ROOM NOW!!!!!" voice echos* I think I'm gonna go with mom's voice. hehe.

Mood: Depressed/Mad
Listening to: Bee 93.7

Sorry I haven't been writing lately but I had lots of homework bogging me down. But today I'm depressed. I don't know why but I'm upset about something but I haven't a clue of what it could be. I guess it started sometime around lunch time. Wait, no. It was during PLTW (a class I take) when Sean started being really mean to me. (Sean is supposedly my friend.) He wanted to help me with this project but I knew how to do it perfectly fine. I didn't need his help. But he insisted. So I tried to tell him I didn't need his help. He didn't listen. So in the mean time while I'm sitting there watching him screw my project up I'm getting really mad. Then I finnally say to him that he has messed it up and pointed out where. Then he turns to me and YELLS "FINE THEN! DO IT YOURSELF!!!" I was sitting there thinking, I've been asking to for 30 minutes. Duh! So then I was all upset cause someone yelled at me. I hate it when people yell at me. It makes me feel so small and stupid and like a piece of crap. So then when I was going to my next class, I wasn't talking to Sean, he catches up to me and goes "Your mad at me aren't you?" How stupid can you be!!! I'm a girl and I have sensitive feelings! Duh I'm mad!!! But I just said "No,....I'm not mad at you." But the rest of the day I felt so bad. I just felt like crap. But at the end of the day in English, Jake Black actually figured out I was depressed. He is probably the only boy or even person who figured out that I felt bad. He goes "What's wrong Ashley? Why are you so depressed?" I was thinking, how in the world did you know I was depressed? But instead I said "What are you talking about? I'm not depressed." But I actually admire that he actually knew that I was depressed. 'Cause I always try to put this mask on like I feel all happy and hyper and stuff when I feel bad. I was surprised he could see through that. I wish I could just punch Sean in the face or something. It's so wierd how sensitive girl's feelings are. That's why people should be cautious to what they say and do to a person. Hopefully I will feel better by tomorrow.

Mood: Fine
Listening to: Avril LaVigne

OMG!!! Ok. So last year sometime during the school year, I passed out. I just woke up one day, felt nausious, but took my shower anyway. While I was in the shower, I started to feel even more sick. Then I started feeling really dizzy. Then 5 minutes later my mom woke me up and half of my body was hanging out of the shower. I had passed out. My mom had walked into the bathroom when I had fallen and she thought that maybe I was just in a grumpy mood or something. But when I pushed the shower door open I guess she finally realized that something was wrong. After I had come to, I had a headache and I felt like I was going to throw up. So I had to sit down and rest and then I went to school. (Can you believe that?! I just passed out and she is sending me to school!!! ) After school was over I went to the doctor. He drew some blood. (Which was torture for me!!!! I hate needles.) Ran some tests, then said that I passed out because my body temperature was cold and when I got in the shower the water was warmer than my body temp. Then he said if I passed out again that I should go see a neurosurgeon (brain doctor). 

So today, I passed out in the shower AGAIN. Except today I knew I was going to pass out. How you ask? I remembered the symptoms. (Smart huh?) So after a few minutes in the shower I started to feel sick. (I didn't know I was going to pass out then.) Then I started to feel dizzy. Then I started saying, "No Ashley, not today, don't pass out. Come on just keep your eyes open..." etc. Then as I was right in the middle of rinsing out the soap in my hair, my eyes started closing and turning black even though my eyes were open. Then I fell into a corner and my head just hung over. Then I came to and stumbled out of the shower, (with the shampoo still in my hair) grabbed a towel and fell onto the carpet. Then I just sat there for a minute or 2. Then when I felt strong enough I got up and walked into the kitchen where my mom, (who is the genius that she is) says "What happened to YOU?" I reply by saying I just passed out thank you very much. Then we went through the same routine as the year before except I didn't go to the doctor.

Now my point in this whole story. Could this be like a disease or something? Could tis be the beginning of something bad? Or is it just a simple explanation that is harmless? I wish I knew the answers to these questions.

I don't want to do my schoolwork!!!!! I feel like such a baby. I can't think of anything else to write on my papers. I have writers block. (I think...) I read the book The Lovely Bones.  It was a very good book but it is hard to write this stupid oral book report on!!! The written book report was 6 pages long!!! That's a lot compared to what some people wrote. Some wrote like 2 pages worth. You can bet they will get an F. I don't want to go to school tomorrow neither. I wonder what it is like being home schooled? It is probably so much funner. Maybe I can be home schooled. I'll go ask.... So much for that dream. I'm ready for summer vacation. School is so0o0o not fun. Except for seeing all your friends and stuff. So much wierd stuff happens at my school you wouldn't believe your eyes. Like this one boy (he is supposedly popular) he picked his nose and ate his boogers!!!! EWWWWWWW!!!! DISGUSTING!!!!! Right? No. At my school everyone was like, oh, he did that, oh ok. Whatever. I was sitting there thinking, have you lost your FREAKING MIND?! You people are crazy!!! But then again I might not be popular, maybe because I don't eat what comes out of my nose! Gosh. What people do just to fit in with the crowd....

Mood: Frustrated
Listening to: Ashlee Simpson

In just a minute I have to start my schoolwork.  Great huh? I have so much to do.  Not really but stuff I don't want to do.  I have to right a current event paper for History. I'm probably going to write it on the hurricane Katrina.  Then I have to write an oral book report. Its due Tuesday. Then on Friday I have to recite a poem. Midterms come out sometime. Don't know when though. I want a life you know? Some kind of time when I don't have to do chores or have to do schoolwork and can just paint my toenails or talk on the phone.  I guess if I worked harder I could get everything finished earlier and actually do those things.  So I guess I shouldn't be sitting here writing this then. If I don't get my work done my mom's gonna kill me....

Mood: Drowsy
Listening to: Jesse McCartney

When I found out that 1 out of every 4 people were crazy I was shocked. I figured up until then that craziness was very rare and it didn't happen that often.  But if this is true, think about how many crazy people you meet everyday.  Now that I think about it I probably know lots of crazy people. But that is scary seeing as how there are so many people that you go to work and school with.  For all you know your best friend or something could be a psycho killer.  So now when I go places I'm gonna keep my distance from people I don't know.  I'm gonna stay on the safe side and keep to myself now. I can think of 4 people that I know are crazy not counting my friends at school.  Everyone at school keeps distance from the weird goth people. They are just so weird! It creeps me out!!! This one girl on field day was eating beetles and ants. Then the administration told her that in middle school you don't eat bugs, like she was in Kindergarten. This year she told another girl that she wanted to see her die a slow and painful death. Then she accused her of stealing her silver box. (I have no clue what that is.) Then when she found it  she held it to her heart. Talk about weird. I also heard that she pokes her eyes with her pencil and drinks her own blood. Now I have  no question about 1 out of 4 people being crazy. Cause that just shows how weird people are in their spare time.

Listening to: Bee 93.7

Ok so I'm new to this.  I've wanted a blog for like.....forever.  So here it is.  I know it looks like crap right now but it will slowly start looking better.....right?