Today. What is today? Better yet. What's tomorrow? How do we know tomorrow is actually tomorrow? 24 hours a day? We know that how? There could 119 for I know. Just cause the sun comes up and comes down doesnt mean it was a "day". How exactly does the sun "go down"? Doesn't stay in the same spot?
Just some thoughts.
Today is interesting. Found myself extremly ticked off most of it, and laughing the rest. I cleaned my fish bowl today. I got a papercut on my eye while trying to be cool when flipping over my paper. I sniffed a bandana. I told my teacher I blogged about him. I announced in math that I thought a kid was cute. I fell down the stairs. I sung little mermaid on my way down! I accidently released my spit valve on my french horn on my partner. I drooled on my desk.
What did I not do today?
Oh I told Hailey and Courtney I'd blog about them.
There ya go.
Homework.
I might blog later.. knowing me.
Get lost!
Wet pants guaranteed within 5 minutes or your boring life back.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
Oh and two things..
1. Mother of Cheez-its. It amazes me how they pact that much deliciousness into that huge single square. It's call the BIG Cheezits. PRetty catchy. But I'm in love. They're my new friends!
2. I'm sittin here mindin my own bussiness when some dang mesquito has the guts to land on my toe and start suckin my blood like he was some kindof vampire? I think not. I told that thing off and then smashed it with every ounce of my fury. Ridiculous. I feel extremly violated.
Oh. P.S. Vampire Diares in 4 days! Oh heck. Bring on the vamps!
Make sure to read my earlier post below!
Have a Ashtastical day!
2. I'm sittin here mindin my own bussiness when some dang mesquito has the guts to land on my toe and start suckin my blood like he was some kindof vampire? I think not. I told that thing off and then smashed it with every ounce of my fury. Ridiculous. I feel extremly violated.
Oh. P.S. Vampire Diares in 4 days! Oh heck. Bring on the vamps!
Make sure to read my earlier post below!
Have a Ashtastical day!
All I wanted
It was strange. All day long every moment, every word, every touch, I felt as if I should blog it. As ridiculous as it may sound, I think I'm addicted. I was thinking of funny one liners all day to start off my blog and things to keep you entertained. And to be frank... I think I did a pretty dang good job. Enjoyo! (Enjoy in spanish for those who may not be as skilled as I am in the tounge)
So I met this beautifull person today. It was myself! I found myself looking in the mirror for what seemed like hours mesmerized by the absoulte beauty of my facial features. So percise. So even. It seemed to be chizzled by an angel. An angel that defintaly has an eye for sexiness. I think to myself.. how can anyone be that beautifull? It must be a sin! A beautifull sin...
Yaya. Reality kicked in. Got myself some blemishes, big ace lips, and eyelashes that remind me of dead spider legs. But hey it's good! Better yet. It's Sonic good.
Today was horrible. I found myself speaking out of turn and falling into a fantasy land constantly. I was something that people might call a "disturbance". Eh no big deal. I'm something you might also call a "teachers pet". Meaning I could kill someone in the classroom and that teacher would still clean my feet with his or her tears. It's not the proudest area of my life, but it sure is brilliant!
Why must I have a bladder? Why must I? Better yet. Why must Mr. Milddletin believe that telling children that they are only allowed to relieve themselves 3 times a SEMESTER is even morally right? It makes me sick. As the clock was slowly moving, I found myself in PAIN because I had to go so bad. Too bad I've already used up my passes, so he tells me no. NO? NO? That's like telling me "No, Ashlynn you cannot have milk with your cookies!" I mean come on! I notified him after class that he was indeed going to pay for my medical bill if I had indeed burst or damaged any organs in my body. So what did I learn in chemistry today you might ask? Well I learned that holding your bodly functions in for too long makes you extremly irraitable.
Wanna know what's worse than half of a hamburger? A fourth of a hamburger. Which my mother feels is perfectly fine for an after school snack. I was forced to share the other quarter with my beloved blood. (Bre) My mother then offered to let me have some of her chicken before quickly saying she was only kidding. I don't get it? I mean she's only fed me once this week! She promised me Saturday night that she would never make me only have canned yams for dinner ever again, but no. Last night comes rolling around and she tells me to live off my own saliva. I can tell I'll be sleeping in the dungeons tonight...
Oh and for those of you that came back tan from spring break! I have a few words! First beginning with LOSER! I hope you know that this has decreased your life span by at least 10 years. I hope you're happy with SKIN CANCER you dang tanneys. My daddy says I look like a princess in my pasty white skin and that it makes me eyes pop! So the next time you look yourself in the mirror I hope that you feel envious over my beatifull skin. Like I said... It was chizzled by an angel.
Lata Gata.
So I met this beautifull person today. It was myself! I found myself looking in the mirror for what seemed like hours mesmerized by the absoulte beauty of my facial features. So percise. So even. It seemed to be chizzled by an angel. An angel that defintaly has an eye for sexiness. I think to myself.. how can anyone be that beautifull? It must be a sin! A beautifull sin...
Yaya. Reality kicked in. Got myself some blemishes, big ace lips, and eyelashes that remind me of dead spider legs. But hey it's good! Better yet. It's Sonic good.
Today was horrible. I found myself speaking out of turn and falling into a fantasy land constantly. I was something that people might call a "disturbance". Eh no big deal. I'm something you might also call a "teachers pet". Meaning I could kill someone in the classroom and that teacher would still clean my feet with his or her tears. It's not the proudest area of my life, but it sure is brilliant!
Why must I have a bladder? Why must I? Better yet. Why must Mr. Milddletin believe that telling children that they are only allowed to relieve themselves 3 times a SEMESTER is even morally right? It makes me sick. As the clock was slowly moving, I found myself in PAIN because I had to go so bad. Too bad I've already used up my passes, so he tells me no. NO? NO? That's like telling me "No, Ashlynn you cannot have milk with your cookies!" I mean come on! I notified him after class that he was indeed going to pay for my medical bill if I had indeed burst or damaged any organs in my body. So what did I learn in chemistry today you might ask? Well I learned that holding your bodly functions in for too long makes you extremly irraitable.
Wanna know what's worse than half of a hamburger? A fourth of a hamburger. Which my mother feels is perfectly fine for an after school snack. I was forced to share the other quarter with my beloved blood. (Bre) My mother then offered to let me have some of her chicken before quickly saying she was only kidding. I don't get it? I mean she's only fed me once this week! She promised me Saturday night that she would never make me only have canned yams for dinner ever again, but no. Last night comes rolling around and she tells me to live off my own saliva. I can tell I'll be sleeping in the dungeons tonight...
Oh and for those of you that came back tan from spring break! I have a few words! First beginning with LOSER! I hope you know that this has decreased your life span by at least 10 years. I hope you're happy with SKIN CANCER you dang tanneys. My daddy says I look like a princess in my pasty white skin and that it makes me eyes pop! So the next time you look yourself in the mirror I hope that you feel envious over my beatifull skin. Like I said... It was chizzled by an angel.
Lata Gata.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
It's California Time!
I was completly RELEVIED to hear I was taking a trip to good ole' California. It defintally was a much needed break and I had a total blast! The stories and inside jokes are endless! And if you know me very well, you know that my memory is like a baby. So you better tell me something at least 4 times if you want me to remember it the next day (or even within the next 20 minutes). Anyways.. I'm hoping that this lovely blog will not only keep those memories going BUT also justify the fact that I'm horrible at keeping a journal. I get hand cramps! ;) True story. \
My stud of a sister, Breanna, won her entire tournament while in Cali. (Not suprising?) It was a really crappy tournament with the games on baseball fields at a really run down school. Nonetheless, they endured and slaughtered. When I mean slaughtered. I mean slaughtered. Like 22-0 slaughtered. It was ridiculous. This team was litteraly just playing tag out on the field and seeing who could stay the FARTHEST away from the ball. I just about went up to coach and asked him to put me in. I think I would've been a God out on the field against them. Well, I like to think that I would be. :) But when it came down to the last game it was a tough game and they started off down by two. Didn't think they'd pull themselfs out, but little did I know they were pissed at half time and came out scoring 4 goals in the second half and winning not only the game, but the tournament. Overall performance= 4 total games, Won 3 of them, and tied the other. Like I said. MY sister is a stud ;)In the moments where we were sitting around waiting for the games to start me and dearest love, my eternal soulmate, my sister, and straight up BFFL, Hailey Maire Archibald, found the crappy baseball fields worthy of a PERFECT photoshoot! Yes, we were actually taking pictures of ourselves for once. MEANING we actually got ready. It was a utter miracle. But check em out.
Classy eh?
Let's move on shall we.
Story numba twa...
Story numba twa...
After we finished our soccer intake, and it was defintally relieving to finish the trip knowing that Bre would be completly satisfied from her soccer tournament. Nope, in comes nature and gets her sick. So we had to move a little slow at times, but nonetheless, was still a blast! The bed situation was killer. 3 girls and one boy, and only 2 beds! Oh wait and the FLOOR! The digusting dieseased filled floor. Ended up sleeping on it twice. Because I'm a freaking warrior and willing to endure whatever the opposition has in store for me. Hotel was super duper fun! But the absoulte best part was the greeting of warm, delicious, moist, chocolate chip cookies from the gorgeous skin woman at the counter. Everytime I walked through that door, I could feel the love radiating from that single cookie. And if that wasn't good enough I got free water bottles, AND my dad seemed to work out a lovely deal to get us free breakfeast the whole trip. He claims he just showed his muscles. I think he paid her. We'll never know will we? :) But moving on. Swap meet. Disturbing memories which I'm choosing to forget for my poor minds sake. The churros were magnicifent, and the chips and salsa were to die for. But the feeling of complete and utter disolation and minority was priceless. I have two pictures that should sum that two hours up.
Please guys. Don't touch my sister.
STORY THREE:
Disneyland. OF COURSE! And everything that comes with it. Overpriced everything, rides that blow your mind, feet that are about to fall off, and of course, the overall happiness, that at times, is extremly overwhelming. Haha welcome to Disneyland would you like 10 dollar turkey leg or a 30 dollar shirt with a picture of yourself about to throw up? Ridiculous.
Nahh it was supper fun! Ran into some friends. My love Chris Bruce, and darling Carson Gooch. It was a party for sure. With Chris's witty comments, Hailey's overcoming roller coasters (thanks to me thank you very much!) and Carson's not-so-humorous comments about Chris flopping over at any minute and dieing. Ranging from choking on a stick (after which being stuck down his throat by HER hand), or the ever so popular falling off a roller coaster. They're in love. Be expecting a wedding invite! ;) Stayed there all day and all night and defintally got my intake for the rest of the my childhood I think. Which is soon ending I'm afraid. Kodak moments are appropriate I imagine.
People really outta stop being so dang happy...
**More pictures on facebook. Takes frakin forever to get these dang pictures on here**
Lets wrap this up hoozers.
Four the Boar
Favorite part of course... The beach. Nothing like people hammering nails into their heads, and those who really should just leave there shirts on. Gag. But the burgers on the beach were heavenly and weather so divine. I loved every moment of it. Including the sunburn part. (sorry mom) I totally got ripped off and store for an adorable shirt and ended up giving it to Hailey cause it didn't fit. Dang skinny people. But had iHop on the beach ( yes you heard me) and ended up drooling in iHop because my mom made me laugh so hard. I can say I left my mark. 
With my bacteria. Got some great pictures and wounds. Poor me and Hailey got slammed with the terrible force of a mixture of salt water and shells. Dang beach. We rented beach cruisers and after 15 mintues we got the hang of the two seaters. A trial for sure. We were the laughing stock of the beach. Got ourselves a few numbers though, if you know what I mean! :) Well in our heads we did. Overall the trip was great and so good to get away from Gilbert. The fact that I have to wake up tomorrow and go to school is litterally making me sick. But like I said I'm a warrior..
With my bacteria. Got some great pictures and wounds. Poor me and Hailey got slammed with the terrible force of a mixture of salt water and shells. Dang beach. We rented beach cruisers and after 15 mintues we got the hang of the two seaters. A trial for sure. We were the laughing stock of the beach. Got ourselves a few numbers though, if you know what I mean! :) Well in our heads we did. Overall the trip was great and so good to get away from Gilbert. The fact that I have to wake up tomorrow and go to school is litterally making me sick. But like I said I'm a warrior..
May the force be with you...
Here I am
This moment is surely overdue, but never too late. I got myself a blog and now can be considered a member of society. Although the website is poorly organized, and to be honest, quite confussing, I've seemed to work my way around it and hope to be able to create a blog that is step into the fairytale of the Ashlynn World. You ready?
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