Digging In The Dirt [entries|friends|calendar] AAAshley [ userinfo | livejournal userinfo ] [ calendar | livejournal calendar ]

(.:. crawl with me) NEW NEW NEW NEW NEW. [18 May 2006|01:32pm] [ mood | aggravated ] [ music | Nothing. ] Holy hell. I'm back. So. I'm sick. Well...I was. Today...I guess I feel better. I was sposed to go to Wegmans to see Jeff again, but momma most likely won't let me cause I stayed home. Oh, drats. Yeah. Suhhh... I think...I wanna go back to Sweet Home. Why? AH PUH TUH, I'LL TELL YOU WHY. Like...everyone is leaving Mount that I'm uber friends with, either cause of the fucking tuiton being raised or because they hate it. Plus. I know people from ES AYCHE now, and this dood told me I should try it again. I think he's right. That's gay...I leave Sweet Home...and end up meeting people from there...come on now. There were so many penises. But I left them all. And now...I'm going to Mount and everyone is leaving. The only people that are going to be left, are the assholes that hate me. Uhh muhh guhhhhh. X[ Fuck. Uncool. So let's talk about Myesha. She is one of these here assholes. 1.)She looks like a man. 2.)She thinks she be teh seXxayest biznatch eva. 3.)She is muy self-centered. 4.)She wears jeans with a rainbow on them. So Miss Myesha Moss does not like Ashley Abbott at all. Ashley Abbott scares her because 'I'm a freak.' Yes. This is true, but in a completely different way than she believes. So it's fun to make her think I'm more of a dick. CHOO KNOWWW those annoying people that breath down your neck and step on your shoes when they walk behind you? Yeh. I did that to her. It was fresh. That was not enough though. The other day...I'm walking in the hall...and she's coming from the other way. We are finally aligned next to each other...so close that our shoulders were like, an inch away. And as we did this, I turned my head and ferociously hissed in her ear. Ferocious. Cool with a K word. Nah. It was very loud. I probably spit on her lobe. I've changed. Have we noticed? Last year...I was a stupid ass. Everyone who hated me was probably like, "she thinks I like her cause I'm nice to her." Nonono. I did not like you. Now, this year. If I don't like you, cha know it. I am like, this little evil bitch that no one expects to live in the stoner. Muaha. Silly. NOW. LET'S MOVE ON TO RANDALL. Mrs. Dale Randall. My cuntface math teacher. Oh my goodness. She is going to make me end up in summer schoo. Ah know it. Earlier in the year, when I didn't have my homework...she would be like, "you have to show me something to get credit." Sooooo...we started this stupid fucking up shit that I didn't get. I showed some work. It was wrong, but atleast I tried. Mguh, she's coming around for a homework check. And I know she's not going to be happy with what I did. But I am very excited. I knew I was going to fight with her this time. And so I did. I felt like I was arguing with my mom. R - What's this you have on your paper? A - III dunno. I didn't get it again. R - ...It's a zero. -Starts to walk away.- A - You said if I show work... R - That's not work...that...that's nothing. A - Well how am I supposed to show work if I don't get it? R - When are you going to come for help after school? A - I go to the learning center because I get it in there. R - When are you going to come after school? A - I go to the learning center because I understand it in there. R - But why don't you stay after school? A - I don't know, I just don't get it in class, but I do right away in the learning center. R - Well you should be staying after school. A - Well I don't know why I'm not getting it in class. R - I don't either. -Walks away.- Ack. Okay. Well. I'm done now. Uhm. Werd?

(3 got on the ground .:. crawl with me) i'M sO Sick. <Whoa. Oopies. [09 Feb 2006|10:01pm] [ mood | calm ] [ music | SHIT. ] IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII went to the Genie. Yes, I did. He was really CoOoOL. I decided that I needed him. So I took him to... the... poOoOoOoL... and now we break out completely. THE POOL WAS COLD; I WAS HOT. THE GENIE SAID, "WHAT HAVE WE GOT?" I LOOKED AT HIM, DID I WINK, THEN I SAID, "WHAT DO YOU THINK?" HE MADE. A. GREAT, BIG SMILE. "BOY, YOU'RE GONNA MAKE ME GO A MILE." I LAUGHED A BIT, CHUCKLED TOO, THEN I STOPPED. "YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO." HE PAUSED AND HELD UP HIS HAND "YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND." What three things did I wish for? 1.) 2.) 3.) No, I didn't wish that he gets his freedom. That only happens in crazy stores. Like Aladdin. Speaking of Aladdin...I talked to him the other day. It was really weird. I was like, "Hey, Al." And he was like, "Heya, Ash. What's up?" And I'm like, "You're up, apparently. The streets have gone crazy with your name." And he's like, "OH, YOU WANNA START WITH ME?" And I was like,"Whoa, Al, calm down. Just speakin the truth..." He got all gross looking and was all, "What the hell, Ash? You wanna start shit with me, go on then. I don't have time for assholes like you who wanna tell me what to do with my god damn life." I got all confused...like, "A L A D D I N. What are you talking about? I didn't tell you what to do." He got all, "Uh, YEAH, you did. You expected me to shape up. Well guess what, Ash? I'm a street rat. It's not gonna happen anytime soon. Bitch" Then he walked away. Weirdo. Should I continue to be friends with him? And explain everything? Or should I ignore it and move on with my life? Your decision. I can't make my own. 10:20. 1+0+2+0=? If you guess a number, you're right! A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Name one thing for each letter that I would bring to survive on a stranded island. Kristina, I'm not bringing you. Sorry.

(1 got on the ground .:. crawl with me) YESSSS. [21 Jan 2006|12:43am] [ mood | horny ] [ music | Thumblina. ] I just wanted to tell everyone that I'm watching Thumblina. That is how bored I am. I haven't watched this since I was like, five. It's awesome. I was going to watch the Princess and the Goblin, of which has not been viewed by me since third grade. Thumblina just called to me, though. Yumsayn? MAYA IS A SPOILED BITCH AND DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE IN A FAIRYTALE. Ok. This is going nowhere. I'll update later if Maya does anything interesting.

(3 got on the ground .:. crawl with me) WOW. [02 Jan 2006|04:25am] [ mood | angry ] [ music | I hear me typing. ] So. It's 3:07 in theh morning. Um. I haven't written in here in quiiiite awhile. I'm going to try to stay on all night. Well. Technically, morning. Shut up. I had too much panda paws. Now my tummy hurts. This is so pointless. I have nothing to do. Let's write out every lyric I have stuck in my head. This pain and suffering are feelings that you don't know. Does it feel like, feel like 20 below? Will you go when it's time? I know you can light the match. Will you go when it's time, go when it's time... to burn me down? Is this what you wanted? Is this what you wanted? In the end you only get what you deserve... What you deserve... What you don't know won't leave a scar. What you don't know something something. What you don't know is who you are. I just give you something to talk about. So you lost yourself. Turned to someone else. Something something. Then you find yourself... And your someone else In the end you only get what you desereve, what you desereve. So. I currently hate living in this house. My mom thinks I don't care about anything and that I am an ungrateful little bitch and James...is...so stupid. I hate hearing his voice since he yells at me 99.9% of the time and I want to rip it out. I hope you enjoy learning about what goes on in my head. I feel extremely unloved, yet so loved at the same time. I don't know what is going on. I am confused about everything. I won't say I'm in love. IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!! 4:15 A.M. 4/15. APRIL 15TH. Ok, the audjence gets it, mother. Actually. The clock is an hour fast. It's only my half birthday. I'll be 15 for about the 8374986th time in an 58 minutes. Pleassssssssseeeeee... Ok. Well. I think that I am in love with Trapt. I heart their CD and I dreamed about them. They're really fly. I wonder why the less I get the more I give. What else goes on in my head? What the hell? I kicked my table and the computer screen is now aqua. Let's kick it again. Aqua. White.Aqua. Aqua. White.Aqua. Pink. Pink. Pink.White.Pink.White. Pink. White. STAY. No. Let's kick it again. Aqua. That's rather odd. I like the white, but aqua will do, I guess. No. No, it really won't. KICK. I'm getting some flickers of orange but it's staying aqua... AHHH FLASHES OF VIVID PINK LIKE MAJOR WHOA. Light pink is the closest to white I'm getting. Maybe this is white? I really can't tell. Ok. It is. Back to my head. I feel very lost right now. About everything. I'm lonely. I want to leave my house right now... The other night I was gonna go to zee haunted synagogue at 2 in the morning. I was all ready and then my dad woke up and he's like, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" And I stuffed my gloved hands in my pocket and said I was looking for something. Then he's like, "WHAAAT?" And I looked at the table and saw James' Nintendo DS...so I was all..."I was getting the DS." And he's like, "WHY?? YOU'RE SPOSED TO BE IN BED." And I'm all..."BECAUSE I WANTED TO PLAY IT." I ended up actually having to go to bed, though. I was pretty pissed. I needed to get out of my house uber bad. Just like I do now. Can I come live with you? It would be greatly appreciated. I think I'm going to jump out a window if someone bitches at me one more time. School tomorrow. I will became majorly tired again and end up falling sleep in class like I did before break. Going to school is like...bad. I love my people. But I fall asleep in almost every class and I bitch at the teachers cause they're fags. We get to carry out blankets around school. I do it for religion and bio. I'm going to stop because there is no point when we don't watch Moses in religion in anymore. That was amazing. If the teachers didn't hate me, I would carry it around all day. But knowing them, they'd tell Ashley to put it in her locker just because I like to piss them off, and apparently, "play games with their minds." I love the afternoon bus... It's the only good part of my day. I have my blanket. I can sleep if I want to. Transer. I get my hugs. Get on another bus and sleep more. Then I go home and I want to kill someone. Today, seeing as it is 3:32 in the morning, I will hold a strike in my room. I can't go on the computer later because of how I acted towards my mom. Yeah. I was abusive. I pushed her a lot and threw a book at her. Oh well. I finally showed her 10% of what I want to do when she makes me mad. Just because I wrote that, James will randomly find my livejournal and read it. Then he'll show my mom and she'll ask me about the other 90%. So if you read this, mother, the other 90% is me wanting to rip apart the house and live in a tree. Don't bother asking about anything else. Don't even bring it up. I don't want you to lecture me on how you wish I cared more about things or show that I realize I'm a part of this family. I've been with you for 14 years. I know I'm a part of this family. Moms need to get over that when we're 14 we're going to be with our friends all the time and that we will fight with them about like, everything. It's not just me so don't make me feel like I should drown myself in a lake. OK. SO. Moving on. It's 3:42, and I want to go to bed but I'm not tired. I feel sick, but it's ok. Thank you for making me wait for nothing.

(4 got on the ground .:. crawl with me) I WOULD NOT BE SCARED... [19 Sep 2005|02:15pm] [ mood | horny ] [ music | Metal Heart~Garbage ] HI. OK. WELL. I CURRENTLY HAVE NOT BEEN GOING TO SCHOOL SINCE SEPTEMBER 8TH. OHHH DEAR. SO. LET'S DO NOTHING. TODAY. AGAIN. Will you be my bad boyfriend? If you don't have a penis, you don't qualify as a boy. And girlfriends are not acceptable. Stupid Kristina. Come on, baby, be my bad booooyfrieeeendddd... New song. RUN MY BABY RUN MY BABY RUNNNNN RUN FROM THE NOISE OF THE STREET AND THE LOADED GUNNNN Can love be strange? Don't it amaze you? Everytime you give yourself away, does it come back to haunt you? Is love an elusive charm? Can it be painful? Do you understand this crazy world? Are you gonna crack? Are you EVER gonna crack? So. I've decided that since I'm lonely, I'll CREATE someone. Ready? He's gonna be laying down. <8)->-< MMMM, yummy. His name is Sheldon. <3 I'm bored. I've currently been obsessed with Unwritten Law. This will be shortlived, but okay. I totally went to see The Exorcism of Emily Rose. Okies, it was rather boring, yet funny because...it was...just...stupid...Chloe ran out of the theater shitting herself. Ahh, so silly. THERE'S NOTHING GRANDER THAN THE BIG SURPRISE. Oh, yes. You. Do you want a big surprise? Hm? Why/why not? LIFE IS A BITCH AND THEN YOU DIE, MY LOVE. <3333333 I want to... MAKE A MUD PIE! Are you PREPARED? NO?? Omgsh. Ok, fine. Is Ashley stupid? Yes? Why?? Fag... Sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...I wonder how many people actually read this. Cause if they do, oh. Not cool. Do YOU have cancer? I have cancer. Why do you love me? WHY DO YOU LOVE ME? WhY Do yOu lOvE Me? It's driving me crazy... WHY DO YOU LOVE ME? WHYYYYYY DO YOU LOOOOVE ME?? Y d0 y0uu <3 m3? IT'S DRIVING ME CRAZY... Whydoyouloveme? W h y d o y o u l o v e m e ? Oh. You DON'T love me. Seriously. You suck. Are you sleeping with a friend of mine?? I've got no proof...but...I think that I'm right... DOUCHEBAG. DO IT AGAIN! Ok. Wanna play the flower game? It shows how much you loveeee Ashley! Tell 10 things you ABSOLUTELY love about her. And then... 1.) 2.) 3.) 4.) 5.) 6.) 7.) 8.) 9.) 10.) Say ANYTHING you disapprove of Ashley. Did Ashley hurt your feelings? Did Ashley betray you? Did Ashley kill you? Subtract the number of dislikes from the love. That's how many flowers I get! <3333 Can you bleed like me? Hey, guys! I'd sink ships for you! AAF LYLAS. Stop. Ok. Now. I think. That. I'm done. Yes? Yeah, sure why not? Okies, byee, <3

navigation [ viewing | most recent entries ] [ go | earlier ]