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Name: Ashley
Birthday: 3/1/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: JESUS."When I am weak, You are my shoulders.When I’m poor, You give me a hand.
When I can’t swim, You are my lifeboat.
You carry me to dry land."talking and just being with God.being lost in a song.running.watching football on tv. politics(a love/hate relationship).snowboarding.the beach.weddings!.my xbox.peanut butter-on everything.going to church.family reunions.going to the gym.getting dressed up.kayaking. two words: flag football. dancing in the rain.playing in the mud.STARS.Duct tape.water baloons.the Legend of Zelda.exploring.candy machines.icecream stores.road trips.sleeping in.storms.watching scary movies.guitars.thrift stores and garage sales.The 80's!!!.stickers.crazy hats.hugs.rollercoasters.concerts.kisses.sing alongs.skate parks.flirting. boys.you.british bulldog.watergun fights.kemps.taking pictures with random strangers.cooking for people. watching people smile when they eat my delicious concoctions.decorating.
Expertise: making ice cream cones with the ice cream machine at buffet restaraunts...next time you're planning to eat at a buffet, be sure to invite me along...i'm indespensible.
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AIM:  pnkpirateak
Member Since:
12/30/2004
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| There are many things I could, perhaps should, write about right now. But none of it matters. None. James Blunt's music is...astounding amazing incredible unbelievable...beautiful. Listen to it. | | |
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I hate not knowing things. Sitting, waiting, wondering, worrying...those are the worst things to be doing...and I find myself doing them a lot. Not sitting by itself of course, or waiting, neccessarily...but the combination of all of those things. I am not worried about dying, but I'm going to use that as an example because I don't want to write about what I'm truly worried about. But let's say that for some reason I was afraid to die, it was something that I often worried about, and situations often arose where I feared for my life and was terrified. Well, I would rather have someone tell me, you are going to die in three weeks exactly, or something like that, than to have live my life in a constant state of panic. It would, in fact, be wonderful to just know, instead of constantly obsessing over it. I worry about so many things, and one certain thing in particular right now, and it's so stupid! This thing especially because it's not even close to a life-or-death matter. And I know, deep down, not even deep down, on the surface, on all levels, that WHATEVER happens with that certain thing, I will be okay. I will survive, I'll move on with my life, whatever. And yet, I can't stop worrying and obsessing over it. And it's only because I don't know. And I hate that. Usually when I pray about it I feel a lot better. And then, like, the next day I won't be worrying about it or thinking about it that much, and then suddenly I'll...go and find more information about it, or ask people about it...and i always find out things that I don't like...and then I start worrying again. So, maybe I should just pray about it and truly give it over to God, and stop picking at it...like a scab. These verses are about worrying, in case anyone else struggles with it as much as i do:
"Cast all your cares upon Him, for He cares for you." Peter 5:7
"So don't worry, saying, 'What will we eat?' or 'What will we drink?' or 'What will we wear?' For the Gentiles eagerly seek all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them. But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things will be provided for you. Therefore don't worry about tomorrow, because tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own." Matthew 6:31-34
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| Wow, tonight was awesome. Roy and I went sledding! Nobody else could come, so it was just to two of us...but it was okay because Roy is fun...and of course, so am I :D lol anyway...another challenge that presented itself was Pataskala's lack of hilliness. It was late so we didn't want to go to far...but we ended up finding some pretty sweet hills around Pataskala. It was freaking creepy in some places though...behind Pataskala Ridge there's like...these...fenced off plots...and there's pipes and things inside of them...from far away some of the pipes look like people...so, we thought there were little kids just standing in there staring it at us...it was so freaky...plus there was this big, empty old barn...i was so scared! After we got hot chocolate and hung out, and then we went to the kirkersville playground to play...it was sweet. We made snow angels! lol I love being silly and doing childish things...especially in the snow! it was awesome...and it really cheered me up after the bad mood i've been in. Anyways...I'm really cold and tired, so i'm going to take a bubble bath!!! Only a few more days till Christmas! This year my mom gave in and said that we could have a birthday cake for Jesus...candles and all :) I'm really excited, because, as I feel about most of my ideas...i think it is an awesome idea...I think Jesus will love it! | | |
| I suck at life. i failed my math midterm today. I know i did because i left one problem completely blank, and several others partially unfinished...and i'm confident that the few that I did complete are totally wrong. I don't understand. I go to class, I pay attention, I take notes...I do my homework, and make corrections of the homework in recitation, i look back over the notes and do the review sheets before tests...and still, i fail every quiz and midterm. I need a C in this class in order to go on to the next math in the series...and I seriously doubt I'm going to pull it off. Isn't that pathetic? I mean, at this point I would be deliriously happy with a C...even though to stay in honors I'm pretty sure I can't even get a B in a 5 credit hour class...so...I really hate college sometimes. I hate to study, and in fact, I really don't know how. I realized what my problem is with studying...everyone always says that in high school they didn't "need" to study, and so they didn't, but now, in college, they do have to study...and its a difficult transition. But for me, it wasn't just that i didn't "need" to study...i didn't have time to study...i couldn't have found time if i needed to. And now, I understand that academics are the top priority, and since they present more of a challenge...i need to make studying my top priority...but i don't know how to to do that...and thus, i do not participate in many other activities, and have tons of free time, but i'm not accustomed to sitting down and studying, so...i just fill up all that time with useless wastes...like facebook and naps...this is upsetting me even more...i don't even know what i'm saying... | | |
| It is...sometime in November. And that means, the new year is only a few short weeks away. oh wait, first...don't you hate it when you totally love a song, or songs, and then you have a "disagreement" with someone, and then you can't listen to those songs anymore because they remind you of that person and it makes you sick to listen to them? gosh, i hate that! gosh!
anyway...new year. So...i'm getting started on the old "resolutions list" which i will edit periodically...be sure to check back liz!
2006 Resolutions:
1. When I say no McDonalds, I mean no McDonalds, dammit. I resolve to let svelte ashley beat fat ashley into submission. I hope fat ashley doesn't sit on svelte ashley and kill her.
2. More tube socks and boyshort panties. Less itchy sweaters.
3. Live life to its fullest...when the urge to dance strikes, i must embrace it...no matter what! with facial expressions and crazy, heartfelt lip-synching... especially to "I wear my sunglasses at night" that song makes me want to dance BAD...
4. there's a difference between "some breathing room" and "about to loose your pants" don't be fooled by fitting room mirrors...and don't spend 80 bucks on jeans that you are swimming in.
5. a renewed committment to my favorite things that have recently become astranged: 80s music, ridiculous shananigans, dancing in my underwear, lauging out loud, concerts, and late night drive-by's...
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