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H on est ly ,

The night is always darkest just before the dawn.

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6.4.08

Have I been slippin on blog management? I think I have a bit. Ain't I tell yall once I got this phone I was gone be gone? I really thought I did. Cus I been out && about really. I been on the damn phone more than anything. Me && my headset been gone real talk.

I'm not gone write this blog nothin special just cus its blog a hundred. Who gives a shit? Wait hol on lemme check somethin......Okay. so i had this blog for 102 days. && if I'd posted right, this would be blog 102 anyways, so df is it special for? Not a damn thing. Right.

So uhm..."Ashley, how was ur first day?" All of yall know the answer to this already but lemme tell yall for general consensus. It was cool. Madd boring. "The popcorn and the customers are the most important things...no actually, the popcorn could be called more important then the customers," ORLY? aight then. I got a butter burn. [ top secret : butter flavoring is made of soy bean && cocunut oil ; it just tastes like butter ] OH!

Me: would you like butter flavoring with that ma'am?
Her: No thank you, I'm allergic to dairy
Me: No ma'am, its just butter flavoring, its made of soy
Her: I'm telling you that I'm allergic to dairy
Me: Okay.
thinks stupid white ppl.....
-serves her popcorn
....
Her: This is awful dry, don't you have anything to put on it?
Me: Would you like soem butter flavoring?
Her: Its not butter?
Me: NO ma'am
Her: Sure sweetie, gimme some of that.


WHITE PEOPLE!!!! lmao. but it was cool tho. I go back tomorrow ; Lalalalala.

So mom went out of town on Friday night, && i had choir rehearsal saturday morning, so i dropped my lil brother off, planned my lil trip, && i got on the bus on the way dow there. So i get halfway there, && Micheal ; my choir director gone call me and tell me the location changed. So i'm like :-s....cus iono if I could find it. I told him I would try. I ended up hella fucking lost, walkin round in circles in the rain. Fuck that shit. I went home.

Then today ; i had to go to church, but to get there at 10:45 like I need to ; I gotta get on the bus at quarter to eight. so i'm on my way to church ; i'm all prepared && errthing. && i ain't wanna wear my church clothes on the bus cus it gets all sticky && nasty & ion't know where them people been. So i go to get off one bus && get on the other one and tell me WHY I LEFT MY CHURCH CLOTHES ON THE FIRST BUS!!! I was so damn mad. So i was like okay well shit I guess I"m just not gone be dressed, at least I'll be on time or whatever. So my next bus came, nine minutes late mind you. So i'm like =/ okay well i'll be close to on time....&& then this nigga got the NERVE to say "Wow i think I'm lost.....I must've missed a turn somewhere....?" AREYOUFORFUCKINGREALYO?!

But whatever. I made it. It was cool. I'm not stressin over it. But this mornin was crazy seriously.

On Friday night I was on the phone wit Bruce && I cussed him out. I told him the reason we go through our seasons where we talk && our seasons where we don't talk is cus he get on my damn nerves cus he ain't doin nothin && he ain't bout nothin. Like when I first met him, he was on point. He had a job ; he drew, he played basketball, he was all over the place. He was so smart. && talkin to him was fun cus he was one of the few people that could talk to me and be sharin somethin with me. LIke be teachin me somethin, && it wasn't a conversation full of stuff that I already know, you know what I mean? && i don't know when it was really, if it was before I moved or after or whatever, but he fell off that. He doesn't work, he dropped out of school, he don't play ball no more, he doesn't draw anymore...&& I find it hard to hold a conversation with him cus I keep comparing him to the way he was when I met him. So I basically cussed him out about it. I was like i don't fuck wit you cus you ain't bout shit. && bascially I told him that there weren't gone be anymore cycles of us talkin or not talkin cus I really truly && honestly didn't have time for it. I said if he couldn't get himself together we just wouldn't talk anymore. The end. && so now he talkin bout he's gonna get better or whatever. He said he's gonna find a job && get himself back in school or whatever. Iono. I'm not sure about him. I'm not sure if its gone work.

UHm...I don't know if I was gonna say anything else. I'ma try to get the net fixed on my phone, so I could get on yahoo && aim or whatever from there. But forreal ; once sammy get her phone I'm prolly just not gone be on no more. I ain't even be havin the energy to blog no more forreal. I'm TIREDDDD yo. But i'll try.

=D @ Kris lil letter thingy. Yea i'm broadcastin. Can we say Finally? But whatever.

Much love to all of you ; mii loves
Duecersz
=]


Ashley

just another little black girl with dreams. I play my music too loud, and I don't listen. I'm only at peace when I'm in pain: when my wrist is sore from writing my emotions out like blood on the band-aid of a page, or when my throat is raw from singing my thoughts like tears into the air. I'm conflicted, and unrepentant, and I like the way this blogging shit makes me feel. This is the one and only place I'll never lie, honestly.

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