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H on est ly ,

The night is always darkest just before the dawn.

.198: What Happens to a Dream Deferred?
15.7.08

I was feeling that blog urge I just have no idea what I'm blogging about yet. I used to post these madd personal blogs that made me feel better for about half a second but then they made me feel like shit cus nobody really cared. Then I transitioned to these madd purposeless blogs about absolutely nothing which made me feel like shit from the jump cus it was like a waste of time, feel me? I think I'm gonna go back to my madd personal blogs. I think. Maybe. Possibly.

Gawsh, inspiration struck me hard the other day, I was determined. I was gone go buy a converter for me mic. Go dig out my keyboard. Get to writing. And recording. I was just gonna put everything behind me and just do it, ya know?

Somethin else struck me hard the other day. Bills. And after the water, and the electricity, and the phones/internet, (yes Jesus thank you, there's internet at my house again) wasn't much money left for converters.

My mom recently became the musician for the church she goes to.
And since she gave her piano away
She's forced to practice on mine.
So i now have no access to my piano
That I just recently dug out of a closet
Three cheers to inspiration
Moving on.

Random: My little sister is making brownies, and they smell really good. And I want one.

Suppose I'll tell yall bout my date now. I don't go on those often. I'm shy lol. I don't socialize well at all. I'm not good at like subtle hints and things of the nature. But anyway. Yea. Milkshake kid. Came to the house, picked me up, we went to get some food, went back to his place, watched nightmare on elm street, went to the park, played on the swings, came back to his place, and (SERIOUSLY, LIKE THIS IS NOT CODE FOR ANYTHING) hella fell asleep. Woke up, drove me home. Thee end. Pleasant little evening.

It was good enough to make me not too upset that I missed the interview.

That is, until I heard the interview.

Not that it was per say, bad, so much as it was....Blah whatever. I wish I could've listened in, cus I feel like somebody needed to be keeping it on track, and nobody was.

Random: I got the brownies, they are bomb. && I really wanna watch Dexter's Laboratory right now. Like really.

So anyway. Thats whats up with me right now. Whats up with you?

-A.


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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