So here I am just the same as last time, only a week later. The sun has been burning the countryside, and I hear that it's done the same to my home state as well. Good times, and about time. It's been nice, only it has also reminded me that I need to cut down on the sweets, start up on the running, and get stronger to get that summer body.
I went with some of my friends (Meg, Ben & Skyler) down to Lewiston for a picnic by the river. That was really fun... and I got burned in a very ugly way. Pretty much only on one side of me. Blah. And that trip reminded me that I need a good swimsuit.
Tomorrow I have a final, which reminded me that I need to study. Tuesday is my last 3 finals, which reminds me that I will have my life back in no time, which in turn reminded me that I need to study and figure things out for the summer.
And posting makes me think that I need to post pictures, but I wont make a documentery, because I have too many. If you wanna see them then catch me when I'm home and I'll show them to you.
Typing makes this clickity sound that reminds me that I need to cut my fingernails.
I played lots of guitar today, made me happy. I'm finally learning non-church songs... it's about time. On the class trip Jon's bringing his guitar as well, and we'll jam, so that should be fun.
Write me another poem and then tell me who I was in a past life, and you shall pass.
as opposed to "not pass"

The end.
Ex Nihilo..... Quid nam.
forever
ashl

A Paradox and a Matching Sweater, Please

The normal stress-out-you-have-so-much-to-do days have ceased for a few days. This week
was the most stressful week I've had that I can think of, having to give two seperate thesis' in the same week, seperated by 2 days. It freaked me out, but I got through it. I dont know my grade from them yet, but I am satisfied that I got through, which is more than I expected. In fact the day before my second and most important thesis, I sent my mom an email that consisted of these few alarming but sincerely felt sentances:

"Start making the funeral plans, for tomorrow I die.

Say your last words to me. As it is now, tell them I

loved them, and it was good while it lasted."

She didn't think that was funny. I was really really stressed out man. I gave myself a big headache and a stomach ache. It doesn't help that I have huge expectations put on me. Not only do I have the normal stress about giving it, but everyone says "You'll do fine. You always have. You can do it no problem. It's no problem for you, you do great." Yes I might HAVE done great, but what guarantee is there that I'd do great again? And it always has been a problem! Just because I've done great doesn't mean that it's easy! It's not easy! So there! Anyway, so that was stressful as well, just having their ... almost not understanding. They didn't believe that my fears were.... well founded. Anyway. But I got through it, and my class mates were very good to me to believe in me like that. :D
Also, my parents sent me wonderful flowers... my favourite flowers... TULIPS! red tulips. The whole school found otu about those, they thought it pretty sweet, but unusual. I love them and they are still on my dresser. I would take a picture if I had a camera, but as it is, I don't.

I'll post more pictures when I get them.

So I have basically been bumming around. Hanging out, spending money (I need to stop that though. no more money spending till I get a job).... reading. I finally finished a book that Geoff lent me ... oh dear, on Christmas Break. Now I'm on the next one. Wahoo!

Time is winding down. Finals are coming up so that's kind of scary, but actually exciting. My family is coming up in 12 days... on the 24th anyway. So that's cool. Then I head to the Oregon coast with my class for 5 days! So I come home in 18 days. That is the countdown. I am counting down daily, as some people know... hehe...

Spontaneous Combustion.
That just poped into my head. I like that phrase.

I look around and find that I still haven't put up my Beatles posters. They are still rolled up like they came because I havne't gotten around to buying that sticky stuff. So I will keep them down and then put them up when I get home. When I get a house I want a music room, where I will have all my guitars and a drumset and bass and all that stuff, and lots of posters on the walls. Mmmm yes that will rock. Then I want a work out room with weights and tredmill and all that stuff and a punching bag. Yes sir.
House plans.... oh man I am getting ahead of myself. How appauling. I disgust myself.

I leave you as I found you, only some time later.
-Ashley

(pleasant dreams)

The end of the photos for now.
I have been busy with school of course. How boring and normal is that? Well, 2 more months left of it and then I come home. I cleaned my room today and the bathroom.
Tomorrow (easter) we are having 2 families over, so that should be fun.. foosball! maybe some poker! hooray! and the Menadier's just got cable tv yesterday so that's a hooray as well.
SPORK without the latex gloves.
yours,
ashleyhehe

Lots has happened. Like-- lots. I was waiting for pictures. But alas, none came. I'm sorry, it's not really my fault.
So that "class movie party" turned out it was a surprise birthday party for me. I was sooo not expecting it AT ALL... it was amazing these kids are amazing. They all chipped in a bought pizza and a John Lennon doll and Beatles door poster. They are so sweet they know just what I like. I am still amazed at them. They are great. If I ever get pictures, I"ll post them.
My thesis went really really well. My speech compitiion when well also.
Finals week! And then I visit home. Not sure when I'm coming home tho, unexpected events transpired and I am unclear as of now... its either Friday or Saturday tho.
Well, that was a good summary. Nice and short.

I can write a storY! Geoff doesn't want to read them cuz it bugs him when someone is weirder than him.... wackah.
This mess is a room. The knife cut the bag. It's not my fault she screamed.

The guitar in the corner is finally near the right tuning, there is a sticky note on the wall where most would not see it with the word "nothing" written in Sharpie, a question mark afterwards, I need to cook more but not enough time, eat less but i get hungry, cold.

Apple butter? better than it sounds.
an artificial memory of you the other day, falling asleep and you were in the kitchen came back happy saw that I left the drink bubbles on the lid unpressed for you so you could mash them with your finger, your face condensed, convex concave snap! You were so happy. I was so happy. Snap. Someone's bday is tomorrow Pop! Hope she is happy, snap.

I yawned at happiness in a way that could only be make believe.
I opened my eyes it was gone
I was left with salt on my fries and you were gone. POP.

At the grocery store awhile back there was a sale, 4 cucumbers for one american dollar, inflation terrible. so happy was so happy, purchased only two, don't want to waste food going bad no time to eat no time. Was I joyful? Joyful? Two fresh cucumbers for fifty cents? I was. Lame. so lame. Wish they were carrots.

Hello, I am at the grocery I am pretending that I am an old expert with ancient breath scented with mysteries things expired in caves scholarly pipes family heirlooms stupid teacher breathing pop quizzes over your shoulder. touching the produce in a hypothetic moondance; examining, formulating, concluding, a strange ritual lost cartographers. I pretend I pretend that all of it, the stretching light years with fingers like yarn in the cradle of a cat, I pretend that I know what I'm doing petting those fruits serenading those vegetables.
In the end, the selection is purely random Random.

When I stare at you on the bus don't be alarmed i am aligned with the background two dimensional no values don't be alarmed. I am only looking at your face like a cauldron of interactions see how this line meets this one here? I am holding my breath concentrating disassembling you with calculated proficiency to lines and pieces hoping to put you together as something better on 65 LB recycled paper.

See how the mouth loses confidence at the edges falling like cannonball duds see how the eyebrows rush off his face eager with manifest destiny. westward expansion ho! columbus? no, cannibals. So disarming how the giraff's nose is nearly tipped over! falling trees no one can hear! Marilyn monroe we see your underwear! god save the queen what is up with kudzu? SPUTNIK!

why is america not on the metric system? funny, converting everyone to religion, democracy, justice, English language, US use the Metric system? no thank you, quite happy yes. doing just fine if it's alright with you.

I thought all your jokes were funny I thought it's nosebleed was cute I don't know what you were trying to do on the other side of my life but that dress looks nice on you but your socks questionable try obedience once in a while dedicate your babies to the church and talk to your mom on the phone eat your broccoli.
idiot.

Congradulate me kids, that was fun.

Yep, Im the rugged one.... I just never really fit in with princesses do I.... heh heh


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

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."

So I am finally feeling better. Maybe the "huggles" worked? Sleep had something to do with it. Seriously I slept enough to make up for the whole year. I never woke up before 1pm, most of the days I slept til at least 2pm. My record: 3.00pm. I felt so lazy... and that's because I was. I love sleeping. I could sleep all day... and never wake up. That would be the nicest way to go out I think... but its the cowards way out. hehe. Today I woke up at 12, just because I felt bad for sleeping so much and I have my thesis to write. So I woke up, ate breakfast for the first time in a week, watched the 1965 San Fransisco Press Conference with Bob Dylan, cleaned my room, cleaned the bathroom, and hopefully pretty soon I'll work on my thesis at Bucer's (the coffee shop). I am stressing out about that just so you know.

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.

Thank you all for your overwhelming response on that "emo" picture. I've never gotten so many comments from so many people in the history of this blog. Yes that is a kind of emo picture of me but I like it when I take those kind of pictures and when I look like that so well that's my life ok not yours. I could go on but I'll quit the hostility for a bit. I do find it funny that I got all those comments on that one picture of me and no comments on the post... hahahaha oh well it's fine...

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?"

Stacey is in love with this picture. Josh likes it alot too. I tried my luck at eye liner the other night...it was fun....i also have more pics like this but a bit more... scary. haha
more pix to come once people get me them.

Well, I still dont' have good pictures to post. I have pictures of me... but i dont think that most of you would appreciate them. Haha. Not much news but it's been a while and certain people like me to say something. But alas, picture-less once more.

Gave my thesis today and I dont want to talk about it. People say I did fine and good and all that, I thank them for their nice-ness, but it is not up to my standard. I could have done SO MUCH better than that, it discusts me to think of how I did. So that's all I say about it. Another one starts next week.

SNOW is everywhere!!! It's freaking awesome! We might get a snow day tomorrow for the first time in 16 years. All other schools may be shut down, but we always stay open.. but tomorrow, that may just change and I pray to God that it will. I would love the chance to sleep and rest. And finish things that need to be finished.

As far as friendships go, I have... quite a few. I have a few closer friends, and get along with most of the kids here. I hang out with pretty much all grades... practically I am excersizing my integration. Hooray!

Have a nice day, and keep off the grass.
what a boring post. gr.

Forever

Ashley

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..

This was just a cute pic. I have lots of these because they make me smile.

Well now I post for Rachel. I posted the picture post for Dale & Daurelle, and post this word one for Rachel. Haha I find that amusing.
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.

So no pictures but you can know what's up anyway.
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

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.

Videos of me and Stacey in the snow

Pictures will come. I swear. Just not yet. I still haven't obtained them. They remain unobtained.
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.)

Well well. Still no pictures because I haven't gotten them from Stacey yet. But, I will talk anyways. So school is still going well. And so is everything else really. Except for my hair, because well of what happened this morning.
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

Well well. Again no pictures to show you really. Because I don't have any pictures for myself either. But I will let you know what be up anyway. With words.
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.

Ok so the news now is that quarter finals are this week. And friday is no school! Joy. And bigger joy--on wednesday I don't have Rhetoric 1 and so I get to go to British Literature class! Hooray. I have a Apologetics final on Wednesday, and impromptu's this week as the final. So that's school for you.
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.

Let's see. Nope. We won't. Just two pictures from today.



Chantelle, Stayc, Me. BooYA.


Toodle doo.

The newest update I can give you all is that I made tea about an hour ago, it was too hot and so logically I let it sit for a while, to cool off. After all, who wants a burnt tounge when they have to give a speech the next morning? No one with a sane brain. And maybe I got a little distracted, and I let it sit too long. So now it is lukewarm. I hate lukewarm, just like God does. Haha! Okay how do you like that comparison?
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....