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because no one cares [Nov. 8th, 2005|12:16 am]
[id + superego + ego = | frustrated]
[music is <3 |lifetime]

no, really. no one will care about this. or take note of it. oh well.

 

 

meh )

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halloween [Nov. 1st, 2005|01:19 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | content]
[music is <3 |boy meets world]

so heres the 1,026,947th halloween picture post on lj. okay, so i made up the number. go with it.

 

 

pumpkins, goblins, and witches oh my! )

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second birthday [Oct. 26th, 2005|11:48 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | loved]
[music is <3 |shh im studying!]

robbie just called me to wish me a happy second birthday. i didnt know what she was talking about at first but then soon thereafter remembered that it was two years ago today that i committed my life to Christ. that's uber-encouraging :D. i love friends, and i love the way God works wonders.

happy second re-birthday to me : D
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attention trinites! [Oct. 18th, 2005|01:02 am]
[id + superego + ego = | amused]
[music is <3 |none - its laaate]

bettyjohouse: hows the cutest couple at au
mynameisashmo: doing well. hows the most likely to get yelled at for being in an aquarium girl at auburn?
bettyjohouse: u heard about me gettin yelled at?
mynameisashmo: you were yelled at for being in an aquarium for real?
bettyjohouse: no for talkin to sarah mo in class and passin her notes
mynameisashmo: hahahaha i did hear ab that
bettyjohouse: i got yelled at for ten min
mynameisashmo: im sorry : (
bettyjohouse: its ok, wait y am i aquarium girl
mynameisashmo: you are in an aquarium
mynameisashmo: and no one knows why
mynameisashmo: why betty? WHY?
bettyjohouse: bc i drive a blue car
mynameisashmo: oh. um, no i dont think thats it.




this girl is sheer amazingness wrapped in bubble wrap - making her easy to poke and prod with a high chance of response.
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you suck [Oct. 14th, 2005|05:58 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | excited]
[music is <3 |phoenix]

my mom just flat out sucks.
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(no subject) [Oct. 11th, 2005|06:14 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | creative]
[music is <3 |television, eh?]

the guy at cambridge made a heart in my coffee - except he made a skinny latte instead of a skinny mocha so he essentially gave me a false heart. hmm, so much symbolism.
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ALERT FELLOW ANIMAL FRIENDS! [Oct. 7th, 2005|01:26 pm]
[Tags|]
[id + superego + ego = | cheerful]
[music is <3 |toy frogs and the faint voice of rob marciano on CNN]

ANDREW [secondary] and RANDALL: i randomly happened upon this community. you won't believe your eyes.

[info]sg_otarori

 

comment on thoughts pleasethankyou.

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i just HAVE to vent [Oct. 6th, 2005|12:45 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | confused]
[music is <3 |pedro the lion [stuck in my head]]

worst fucking day in ahwile so far.

not ONLY was i ill-prepared for my world history test that i studied my ass off for and had a headache over [due to having a fucking math test the previous day that wore me out], but i had to trek through the "mist" to mary martin hall to hand in a check for my tigerclub bill only to find out theres an outstanding balance due TOMORROW of something like $1300. wtf? where in the HELL did that come from and why didnt my MOM realize this? she does have access to my ebill afterall, and since im a full-time, unemployed student, still dependent on my parents financial support [and this is agreed on by my family], its more or less her responsibility to keep up with whats due and when its due just as much if not more than me.

so thank GOD for my dad right now. he came up here last night and took randall and i out to dinner [randall, he really really likes you by the way... said so again today so nice work] and gave me a check to pay the tigerclub bill with and even gave me a $100 for the hell of it, telling me he will give me so much money a month to have in my account so i wont have to deal with this tigerclub stuff anymore. hes also been emotionally supportive so thats good. im just so tired of feeling like im insane when everyone else believes its my mom who is in full the insane one, not i. in fact, most people cant believe im as sane as i am after living with her for so long, even my dad. so ill never completely believe im not the one whos crazy just bc i ACT crazy when she does "crazy" things. and then she turns around and tries to make me feel like shes securing me with paying for this and that and whatnot and makes me feel bad for yelling at her when she clearly treats me like shit. somehow i always end up feeling like i deserve it though... like im only a product of myself and should get over whatever ails me, even if its mostly her.

so atleast now i know that this $1300 that was owed is a mistake. so im almost completely clear on payments except for something like $58 or something. bah. thats all i can say. bah.

so now that i have a headache from 2 days of straight studying/tests, i have a rough draft of a paper to conjure up from the remnants of my deep-fried brain. ill save that task for later today.

this entry made me feel really self-involved [not a feeling im fond of]. im done [someone go ahead and stick a fork in me].
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pointless. [Sep. 26th, 2005|02:35 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | accomplished]
[music is <3 |her space holiday - "from south carolina"]

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
sexygal goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Bunny Rabbit.
cows_gomoo gives you 5 orange spearmint-flavoured pieces of taffy.
dixiedarlin600 tricks you! You get a wet rag.
evylen gives you 13 red-orange coffee-flavoured jawbreakers.
hokahbunny gives you 5 tan blueberry-flavoured jawbreakers.
malh77 gives you 1 brown tropical-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.
murhpyslaw tricks you! You lose 22 pieces of candy!
myfailures gives you 8 mauve grapefruit-flavoured gummy worms.
randallisgod gives you 2 teal blueberry-flavoured nuggets.
smatchet gives you 2 red-orange banana-flavoured pieces of bubblegum.
takashi25 gives you 12 green cola-flavoured pieces of taffy.
sexygal ends up with 26 pieces of candy, and a wet rag.
Go trick-or-treating! Username:
Another fun meme brought to you by rfreebern.
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bird [Sep. 24th, 2005|10:33 am]
[id + superego + ego = | aggravated]
[music is <3 |silence]

so yesterday i got shit on by a bird.
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(no subject) [Sep. 21st, 2005|07:40 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | groggy]
[music is <3 |bloc party]

im freaking getting a mocha soon. its been way too long.
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(no subject) [Sep. 20th, 2005|04:15 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | exhausted]
[music is <3 |something on saras computer]

my head hurts and im exhausted. will these feelings ever subside?


oh by the way, im 19 now. but i dont smoke. dammit.
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mr. lewis, a hero of the faith [Sep. 15th, 2005|01:35 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | dumb]
[music is <3 |watching CNN [big shocker]]

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket --safe, dark, motionless, airless-- it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation. The only place outside of Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers and perturbations of love is Hell.                

- C.S. Lewis; The Four Loves

i thought it an appropriate way to start this entry. although, it has no direct relevance to the spill that will now free-flow from my fingertips...

organized education sucks. i made a 68 on my first world history test, and i didnt think it was that hard. its really ridiculous that ive had to feel like a complete ass for years now bc of tests that dont matter in the long run. what about the stuff i am good at that im not tested on? just bc "the man" doesnt think those things will lead to a fulfilling life... you know the kind of life that upscale americans lead? lots of money, a high-paying job, a nice car, a big house... maybe even people to do your dishes for you if you make enough? basically to be the envy of anyone below you - socio-economically speaking, of course. school has always made me feel inferior. turns out even if im not attending a prison cleverly disguised as a "private school", i still just get pushed down and down and down. and im at the point in my life where my self-esteem should be getting a little more stable but seemingly its not. pardon me but fuck american society. the expectations are just too much and have way of crawling into the mind of every american and establishing an infallible reign there. what ever happened to free-thought? what is freedom. its relative, thats what it is.

im gonna go to the library and try to make myself smarter. im tired of being a dumbass.

SIDE NOTE: referring back to my statement about the c.s. lewis quote i said "it has no direct relevance to the spill that will now free-flow from my fingertips". well it did have direct relevance [with the talking about societal expectations and such]. that darned subconscious of mine - always doing its job. at least one part of my brain is.

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i got tagged [Sep. 13th, 2005|08:42 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | loved]
[music is <3 |watching "the daily show"]

perfect timing to get tagged i suppose (despite the fact that i waited a few days to respond) bc im pretty much bored right now thanks to someone going to gayspeed [ahem]. no not really, im just bored. its my own fault.

1. first things first, i'd like to put it out there on the table that i have had this livejournal for going on 5 years now and not until now did i have any clue what a "tag" was. dont make fun. well, you can if you simply must, but keep it to a snicker. i'm self-conscious.

2. i have this friend ronnie. he's really liberal. more liberal than say... andrew. if the word "ronnie" was in the slang dictionary, it would be a synonym for liberal.

3. i've been completely addicted to CNN going on, oh... i'd say about 4 days now. this post-katrina "state of emergency" business really strikes a chord with me and has caused me to lash out at bush and the rest of the stupid people that are in positions of authority. i love how something like a natural disaster can bring to light the kind of real incompetence that's running our nation.

4. i have a drug problem: coffee. you laugh, but coffee is a drug and i am addicted to it. sometimes i think i need to quit since its interfering with my health and all. but quite frankly i'm not sure i could function all so well without it. what am i saying? i've got my whole life ahead of me. as long as coffee doesn't lead me to heroine (which bc of my deadly fear of needles, it won't), i should be perfectly fine.

5. i live in a dorm and it pisses me off. as if c-zone at auburn isn't a joke as it is, on game days c-zone turns into redneck-zone [or football/tail-gating zone; i just happen to prefer the most demeaning description]. i already have to walk 1/2 mile to get to my car so let's say i am out until 2:48 a.m., hypothetically, and i drive back to c-zone, park my car, and now i have to walk back to my dorm. this is not safe. would auburn university think of this... even after a recent rape case that so conveniently took place btw c-zone and the quad dormitories? the dorms are also small, and full of girls, real girls. this concept scares me. i am not one of these girls, and i'm okay with this when i'm not around lots of them. however, living in these conditions forces me to be much of the time. in conclusion, where i live actually impedes progression of my self-esteem. thank you, zoe dobbs hall.

6. i don't like (parentheses). it actually pained me to type them out. i'm a huge fan of [brackets]. brackets are "off the hook", so to speak. you won't catch me often using parentheses, unless it's in math. this may be a primary reason i dislike math, in fact. in math one is forced to use parentheses for certain functions and brackets for others. they are not interchangeable, and i don't like that. i can't be free to use brackets when i like. math is obviously conspiring against me.

7. i'm a bunny rabbit. don't dispute this or i will steal all of your carrots.

8. i'm semi-infatuated with james mercer of the shins. his picture in a small heart frame above my bed. and no, i don't kiss it.

9. i can't sing in the shower anymore. i share a bathroom with three other girls. i feel oppressed. perhaps i should revolt.

10. i went through auburn panhellinic rush for one day and dropped out. i discovered something about myself that day: being herded like caddle while wearing a dress and being offered a bizillion glasses of water by screaming girls causes me to have suicidal thoughts. i'm going to try to stay away from those sorts of scenarios from now on.

11. i really like cardigan sweaters, scarves, and glasses. this really doesn't need much elaboration.

12. i don't believe in regret. it's a waste of time. life has meaning. there is redemption. [got a little heavy there, eh?]

13. i don't think the number thirteen is unlucky. this is #13, and i'm not afraid of it.

14. i have an inexplicable fear of the Statue of Liberty. the fear is not as strong as it was in it's initial days, but a tinge of it still remains.

15. i love C.S. Lewis and i think he was a genius. he blows my mind.

16. i want to get my nose pierced. i think it'd be hot.

17. i have this cousin that lives in california and he makes me really happy. he's just like me except he's a boy, and he's cooler.

18. eighteen is my favorite number. i found it relevant considering the number i'm on in this "survey" (question mark)

19. i love paradox. i feel that life itself is a paradox and i think it's absolutely beautiful.

20. my nickname is ashmo and i would prefer that you call me by that name.

i became a lot less creative after #10. i'm sorry about that. enjoy ::winkwink::

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(no subject) [Sep. 12th, 2005|02:46 am]
[id + superego + ego = | complacent]
[music is <3 |muse [see above]]

the english paper is complete, the sociology test is tomorrow.


im listening to muse. it makes me smile  : ) <---- [like that]

 

oh and by the way...
     ...where are all my effing comments, guys?

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i agree with you, clementine [Sep. 10th, 2005|06:11 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | blah]
[music is <3 |a "tiger taxi" commercial. wow.]

I'm not a concept. Too many guys think I'm a concept or I complete them or I'm going to make them alive, but I'm just a fucked up girl who is looking for my own peace of mind. Don't assign me yours.   - Clementine (Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind)

 

such a great quote. i concur, i do.

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tonight [Sep. 2nd, 2005|02:31 am]
[id + superego + ego = | needed]
[music is <3 |smashing pumpkins]

believe in me as i believe in you, tonight.
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(no subject) [Sep. 1st, 2005|01:46 am]
[id + superego + ego = | cynical]
[music is <3 |sunny day real estate]

it hurts so bad.

im always a step behind, beneath.

i need space. the unspoken war is tearing at my heart.




hi, im ashley and im needy. efffffffffffffffff this.
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tower of apricots [Aug. 28th, 2005|12:41 am]
[id + superego + ego = | depressed]
[music is <3 |the smiths]

lindsay and i hung out tonight. it was g r a n d.

i <3 mochas. i <3 cambridge coffee. i <3 lindsay.



randall got his new car. i get to ride in it tomorrow. the subject line is devoted to him.
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im never sure. [Aug. 23rd, 2005|01:39 pm]
[id + superego + ego = | pensive]
[music is <3 |bright eyes]

i always lie to myself. i saw always, but i dont even think thats true. see, a lie again. ::sigh:: why? this should not plague me so much as it does. but nonetheless, it does without fail.

i dont want to be alone. and right now there is no one threatening my aloneness [where this use of the word "threatening" is ironic in that i say i dont want to be alone]. but then i also think. im in college. my best friends here are boys. what happens if i do find someone to be a "suitable mate"? i spend a good portion of my time with these boy friends. its odd to me that a mere space between the words "boy" and "friend" can entirely alter the meaning of the common term "boyfriend". ha! only in writing could something so complex be shrinked to nothing but a mere tap of the ol' space bar. boyfriend. boy friend. hmm. i want both.

im not needy, i swear.










[ilietomyselfalot]
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