Saturday, February 23, 2008
OO! This was so fun. So this school has a day of games/competition: archery, chess, ping pong, sword fighting.... the girls cant sword fight (i archered), but I really really wanted to... so on the side lines I borrowed one of Charles' swords (some metal pipe thing covered with foam i think) and fought him.... I found out that I am yet again weak... my poor forearm... but it was really fun. He was nice and didn't destroy me... but i ended up without any limbs. Heh. Then I fought a few other people, came up with my own moves (that i stole from Gladiator)... and I think with practice I'd be pretty alright.
Yah that's all I got as of now. Have fun, knock yourself out.
ever,
ashl
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Everyone laughed at her joke
As if they'd never even heard it before
And maybe they were truly amused
But every word that she spoke was a bore
And maybe it's because they had seen
The previews on the TV screen
Well this part is good and that's well understood
So you should laugh if you know what I mean
But it's all relative
Even if you don't understand
Well it's all understood
Especially when you don't understand
Then it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe
Everyone knows what went down
Because the news was spread all over town
And fact is only what you believe
And fact and fiction work as a team
It's almost always fiction in the end
That content begins to bend
When context is never the same
And it's all relative
Even if we don't understand
And that's well understood
Especially when we don't understand
Then it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe
I was reading a book
Or maybe it was a magazine
Suggestions on where to place faith
Suggestions on what to believe
But I read somewhere
That you've got to beware
You can't believe anything you read
But the good Book is good
And that's well understood
So don't even question
If you know what I mean
But it's all relative
Even if you don't understand
Well it's all understood
Especially when you don't understand
And it's all just because
Even if we don't understand
Then lets all just believe
But there you go once again
You missed the point and then you point
Your fingers at me
And say that I said not to believe
I believe ......I guess
I guess it's all relative
"It's All Understood" by Jack Johnson....
And for all of you, I am fine. As Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy would say, in large friendly letters: "Don't Panic."
Saturday, February 09, 2008
Nothing else to report really. I have random musings, but this is not the site for me to do that on. This site of course well you know what this site is for. I can't believe that it's already February. 3 months until school is OUT!!! I can't wait. But that also means the hardness of it all is going to increase.
Well nothing else to say. All these comments is wonderful. Did you see-- 9 comments on that one picture!! and then 6 on that last post of mine! I'm setting records and am on a roll!
Right now I will leave you.
Friday, February 08, 2008
So I have been sick. We had 2 snow days (thursday and Friday), then the weekend, then i got sick on Sunday, didn't go to school on Monday and Tuesday, went on Wednesday, felt nascious and woozy and all, stayed home from school today and we'll see about tomorrow. This is not a convienient time to be sick because we are writing another thesis... save me from this present evil.
So this week has been pretty humdrum and I have been feeling the same. Nothing much else to report. It's been snowing again... we have alot of snow and I actually like it like that... except that you have to dig out of 2+ feet of snow to open the gate to get out, which numbs your hands for an hour or so.
Power to the people.
Ashley
"is that what you think or what they want you to think?"
Thursday, January 31, 2008
what a boring post. gr.
Random pictures pretty much for Katy:
REBEL WITHOUT A CAUSE!!! I totally love it!! and of course, James Dean is freaking amazing... I love him too....I watched that movie the other night and got all happy again..
Monday, January 21, 2008
Well so now I am about to head into my third week of the third quarter. I am already looking forward to Spring Break. Not that I dont like it here, but you know, that's just how it goes. But I am still doing well. And my room is staying cleaner than it used to be so that is an improvement.
The big project is that I have been writing my first thesis. I finished it today--outline and manuscript so it is complete and I am happy. Now I just have to present it. The subject is "do hard things"--kinda like the Rebelution but not totally that. And once that is over I'm pretty sure we write/present another one, but i'm not sure when. I know there are two short (7-9 minute) thesis in 3rd quarter.
Latin continues to confuse me so I wont talk about it.
Friday-Saturday we (the Menadier parents, Stacey, Ling Ling and I) went to Spokane to follow the school's basketball team and go to their games. That was fun hanging out with those two...we had a good time--they are pretty fun. The boys unfortunately lost both games. We do so good, until we just start fouling like it's going out of style man it's awful to watch. But we give them E's for effort and still are behind them the whole way. We are a good fan group. We are good cheer'ers, which they like us to be. Joy joy.
I need to iron clothes for tomorrow. Tsk tsk. I'll do that when i wake up tomorrow. I am such a procrastinator it's not even funny. It is bad.
Pictures will be coming from our times at the basketball games. They should be pretty ok.
Well that's about all that's really happening that I can think of. Nothing too eventful, but yet I am pretty busy. But never too busy for you. haha. Today I skipped out on sleadding for the second time because I had homework. Aren't I so devoted? Yes, I say that just for you mom just so you know.
Well, now I will leave you.
Friday, December 14, 2007
So tomorrow is the last day of the review week. I have to study hard. And Friday is just one of the best days of the week. Then on Saturday of next week I go home. That's the plan. And I'll miss out on all the sweet parties that'll happen once I am gone. I bet they said, "Oh! Ashley'll be gone! Let's have all the parties!" I know their little minds better than they think.
Well the weather here is dry I guess. It's been snowing alot and thats awesome because I love snow and cold weather and all that. Dry weather has been drying out my lips. It hurts real bad man. And I have no chapstick.
Christmas is coming. Gaaaa I am not ready man. Not ready. And I cleaned my room. ANd then I had to go upstairs for dinner. Then when I came back downstairs and looked in my room I scared myself...I wasn't used to how clean it was I forgot that I cleaned it.
Whatever.
Well nothing phenominal is happening or happened.
We began with concluding remarks.
And that's what I said.
Carry on.
-Ashle
Sunday, December 09, 2007
My Chemical Romance UK Single - I Don't Love You
just ONE of my favorite My Chemical Romance songs--it freaking rocks, and i thought i'd share the love. There will be more to come because i love them so much.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
A ton has happened and I regret to say that I will not be able to inform you all of it. Because most of it I forgot already. My memory has worsened. I have a very selective long term memory, and a very fluent and progressively shortening short-term memory. It isn't even funny. I am so dead serious. School is going well i suppose, I haven't been able to concentrate lately but I suppose that happens sometimes. Not all that long until Christmas break--bitter sweet, nice to go home and all, but it will be hard to leave this kids here and miss all the parties.
Friday is the first Varsity Basketball game, so I'm pretty excited. It'll friggin rock I'm sure. And I dont' know what else is happening. It's been snowing alot..it's beautiful. Thus, it is cold. But, that's what jackets are for! And I have a jacket! So i stay warm.
Ever wish you always had the right words to say. Well I do. There's so many times when I think to myself "Ashley NOW is the time for you to say something phenominal; if not phenominal, it's the opportune moment to help." You know that there is a perfect comment, question, or something to say that could help someone else, and yet you are speechless. It's...like you are helpless. You just gotta pray for the words. And still they don't come. But so much depends on them. What if you say the wrong thing? Then don't speak. What if not speaking is the wrong thing? See you just can't know. It makes things so difficult. I deal with this constantly. Words hold so much power, you know gotta know how to use them effectively...therein consists the power. Sometimes, it's not just the thought that counts, but how the thought is expressed. But you know you gotta help, one way or another, you just don't know how.
And there you have it. Some of my inner thoughts. You don't get that very often now do you? Relish it.
aslkdfj slkfj;asl slkdjfksla (for one person who can understand that if its ever read by that one person) haha I have actually been listening to the Swedish Chef. It's just hilarious!! Seriously you should watch him. Laugh your head off, put it back on, laugh it off again.
Well I'll post more when i get pix. I promise.
Yours,
A.j.H.
"it's times like these when you know you just have to know....no more guessing."
(my new quote. i made it up just now.)
Friday, November 02, 2007
This morning, I wake up at 3.00am because sometimes I just do that thinking that it was time to get up. And today was no exception. So I look at my clock and it says, "3:15" and I say "oh shoot not again. Better make sure my alarm is on." So I feel around my clock and finally find the "on/off" switch. And I say, "Good thing I woke up to check this, my alarm is off. Silly girl." and I turn it on, smiling at my craftiness--for once I was observant and thoughtful, a good thing to smile about. And then, next thing I know, Kate (the other boarder) says my name "Ashley, are you up? Mrs. Menadier asked me to wake you up." Me: "Oh, that's funny. What time is it?" Kate: "7.45". 7.50?! NO WAY!!! My alarm was set for 6.35!!! So I had about 5 minutes to get ready. How could this happen?!! So I rush and rush and get ready but alas, no shower. Which is why my hair isn't going well. Anyway, so I rush and slap on some clothes that look acceptable, run and brush my teeth, and grabed my bags and run upstairs and shove a yogurt down my throat. And believe it or not I was ready just on time. Oh I was glad. But boy I was out of it. Very out of it. Voice was froglike, and I was more than normally clumsy. Sigh. Oh well. I got to class on time. Which is nice. But its not nice for my hair. Oh and I figured out why my alarm didn't go off---When I had so wittingly turned my alarm ON, my clock was upside down. I had turned my alarm OFF. Providence.....
So well the newest news is that my family is coming up next week. I won't have all that much time with them because I am in the play you know, but it will be nice to see them again. My sister's 3rd anniversary is today. And I'm sending their card tomorrow. They won't receive it for a couple days I am terrible I know.
Well now that you know that. That's about all I have to say. I won't bore you with what I got for school assignments. But school is mostly what I'm up to. The play I'm working in starts performing on Wednesday--exciting really they are doing really well and it's a hilarious play. I've seen it a ton of times and still find it funny. And I need to charge my cell phone. Tsk tsk. So much to do so much to do.
And we all shine on, like the moon and the stars and the sun--
Forever,
Ashley
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Well quarter finals were last week. They went well pretty much. Latin is alittle sad for me, but I'll know my for sure grades and all that on Thursday. It's getting more challenging now. And thats what I have to say about school basically.
I have wanted a doughnut for weeks and weeks but haven't given in yet. Oh I want one real bad man, real bad. But I have had Starbucks, because I've had certificates and free is an amazing price if I say so myself. I have had Chinese twice and I LOVE chinese food. I will have it again tomorrow I think it is.
Well that's about what I have to say really. I've been doing well, I had a soar throat for a couple days now, but its been getting better. Just needing more water than usual. Ha.
I have a new love of a band....so, my top bands now are: Beatles and Pink Floyd, just so you know. I am really really really into them. I have before of course, but it's just gotten heavier.
So there you have it. Updates on my school, health, food cravings, and music. What more could you ask for? You can answer that question if you so desire.
Until I catch you later,
I will leave you.
"I'm telling you. People come and go in this Forest, and they say, 'It's only Eeyore, so it doesn't count.' They walk to and fro saying, 'Ha ha!' But do they know anything about A? They don't. It's just three sticks to them. But to the Educated - mark this, little Piglet- to the Educated, not meaning Poohs and Piglets, it's a great and glorious A." --Eeyore
So I sign this,
The great and glorious A.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
The food news is that I really want Chinese food.
And there is no other news. And no new pictures either. Sorry.
Good night.
For Katy and her little amusment:
New York, August 28, 1964
QUESTION: How do you like this welcome?
RINGO: So this is America. They all seem out of their minds.
. . . QUESTION: How tall are you?
RINGO: Two feet, nine inches.
QUESTION: Paul, what do you think of columnist Walter Winchell?
PAUL: He said I’m married and I’m not.
GEORGE: Maybe he wants to marry you!
QUESTION: How did you find America?
RINGO: We went to Greenland and made a left turn.
QUESTION: Is it true you can’t sing?
JOHN (POINTS TO GEORGE): Not me. Him.
QUESTION: Why don’t you smile, George?
GEORGE: I’ll hurt my lips.
QUESTION: What’s your reaction to a Seattle psychiatrist’s opinion that you are a menace.
GEORGE: Psychiatrists are a menace.
QUESTION: What’s this about an annual illness, George?
GEORGE: I get cancer every year.
. . . QUESTION: George, how do you feel about the nightclub, Arthur, named after your hairstyle?
GEORGE: I was proud, until I saw the nightclub.
QUESTION: What do you consider the most important thing in life?
GEORGE: Love.
PAUL: I once knew a fellow on the Dingle who had two dads. He used to call them Number One Dad and Number Two Dad. Now apparently Number One Dad wasn’t nice. He sued to throw the boy on the fire, which can develop a lot of complexes in a young lad.
RINGO: I remember my uncle putting a red-hot poker on me, and that’s no lie. He was trying to frighten me.
PAUL: Tell me, Ringo, do all your relatives go round applying red-hot pokers to you?
JOHN: It’s the only way they can identify them.
PAUL: You see, Ringo comes from a depressed area.
JOHN: Some people call it the slums.
RINGO: No, the slums are farther.
. . . QUESTION: What frightens you most?
JOHN: The thing I’m afraid of is growing old. I hate that. You get old and you’ve missed it somehow. The old always resent the young and vice versa.
RINGO: I’d like to end up, sort of, unforgettable.
QUESTION: Ringo, why are you always so quiet?
RINGO: I don’t like talking. It’s how I’m built. Some people gab all day and some people play it smogo. I don’t mind talking or smiling. I just don’t do it very much. I haven’t got a smiling face or a talking mouth.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Not much else new except for the fact that I need to give my room a cleaning.
These are pictures, just two, sorry, taken when we were playing Mad Gab. Grr I need a new camera. All these are taken with stacey's. That's what I'll get...in a few years....
Saturday, September 29, 2007
"A joke is a funny lie." --ME!
Got up in the morning, I’m gonna die
Get to bed at eight o’clock
Coming home and back again--here he comes,
Arthur Pem, singing guitar blues.
over the moon and after the sun
Nobody knows where we’re gonna come.
Picture not from that day but I like anyway:
And with that, I leave you. Love peace and chicken grease.
Forever yours, AjH







