Today I found out that my beloved crush, David has a girlfriend. (insert long, heaving sigh here). ;lakjsfe9u3wafhd. Thank god she doesn't go to my school. And he looked so good today too *slumps in chair*. He had a little bit of stuble and it was so cute. I want to go on about all the things that attract David to me, but I don't want to bore you.

It's freezing in this house! Someone get me a nice warm David...erh I mean blanket, to cuddle up with.

It's at times like these I'm even MORE glad I have a mac--that email worm can't get me. *strokes her Macintosh then evilly laughs and points at all the suckers who have PCs*

In the midst of my procrastination last night, I updated the contents, make sure to check out the new sections as well: About Me, Ask me, First Celeb Crush, Life as a Dick--NEW, Oxymorons, Paris, Quotes--NEW & Your Mind. (Side note: by clicking these links directly, the layout won't work properly so I suggest clicking the little navigation images towards the top.)

[Edit//] Incubus' "A Crow Left Of The Murder" is on The Leak. Go visit and listen. :)

Everyone has been annoying me lately (Watch out people, I have PMS!), especially in my classes. People at my school are SO stupid and immature. Half of them think they are better than me. Just because your daddy has a lot of money and you think you are all that doesn't make you superior. Soon I will be out of this hell house...*sings* Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

My sweatshirt still smells like onions. God damn food bank making chop a zillion onions. Even after two washings this disgusting smell still lingers on the cuffs *grumbles*.

Only 2 and a half more days of Chemistry!! I am so fucking excited. I hate that class. I have an 83%, which I am very proud of but I can't let it fall to a C because that class isn't THAT hard...I just never pay attention for put any effort into it haha.

Ahem. I would like to explain a little something. Some/most of you know I like Hanson. And most of you still think they are little kids that sing MMMBop. That was seven years ago. What they put out in 1997 was their only "pop" album. Since then they've produced two albums (one acoustic...obviously pop isn't acoustic) that have been totally different from what "mainstream" is today. So don't categorize them if you don't even know what they sound like because they sure as HELL aren't pop. Before you them off as that pop shit I suggest you take a listen to their stuff. I'm not saying you need to like it, just respect it.

From their upcoming album:
· Dream Girl (I highly suggest this one)

A little bit of acoustic:
· Strong Enough to Break
· Underneath

I would provide you with some more clips but I don't want to take up Sez's space and bandwidth. So if you'd like, you can listen to some more enriching music here (electric) and here (acoustic).

Side note: This was not directed towards anyone in particular, because you know I love you all.

I'm have withdrawl symptoms from not being able to get on my own computer. Damn router. It went out for some odd reason so now I can't get on the net, or print or do anything that was previously hooked up to the wirless system. Apple should make routers. Humph. I miss my lappy. :(

N-f was down for a while but now it's back...yay! I'm getting all these hits now because I so generously provided HH with this scan. Zac....those...lips....kiss me. Please? They are so lucious. Or at least talk dirty to me? tehe

Hmm let see. Ramblings: I need a new bra. David is hot. I had a really bad stomach cramp this morning. It left like someone was wringing my stomach out. But luckily it went away when I ate something and when I saw David lmfao. Sooo how about some coments on the new layout? Yes, what a good idea.

New layout. Hell YES. The other one made me cringe. But there is a little problem with this one--I can't seem to match the background pattern with the image. Hmm oh well. Let me know what you think!

Borders decided to be cool and finally got the new Phantom Planet CD in. I HIGHLY suggest it, so get your ass to the record store.

Don't you hate it when you over hear people talking "bad" about you? I went driving today. *gasp* Can you believe it? I got some strange motivation that came from god knows where. After a little bit of eves dropping I hear my dad go, "She DROVE?!? And from there? WHY?" Yeah wtf. Just be happy that I drove. It doesn't happen very often. I don't like when people doubt me. But it always feels good to prove them wrong.

Some stupid warning labels that I found particually funny:

-A warning on an electric router made for carpenters cautions, "This product not intended for use as a dental drill."

-On a 12-inch-high storage rack for compact discs: "Do not use as a ladder."

-A warning label found on a baby stroller cautions the user: "Remove child before folding."

-A label on a hand-held massager advises consumers not to use "while sleeping or unconscious."

-A container of underarm deodorant says, "Caution: Do not spray in eyes."

-A cartridge for a laser printer warns, "Do not eat toner."

-A household iron warns users: "Never iron clothes while they are being worn."

-A label with a hair dryer reads, "Never use hair dryer while sleeping."

-A 13-inch wheel on a wheelbarrow warns: "Not intended for highway use."

-A cardboard car sunshield that keeps sun off the dashboard warns, "Do not drive with sunshield in place."

-"Do not allow children to play in the dishwasher."

This layout is disgustingly ugly. Hideous, infact. I found some cool Photoshop tutorials and I'm going to experiment with those. So new layout soon.

My 30 hours of community service for projects is DONE.

I love talking about boys.

New layout! I was getting tired of the old one. This one is pretty plain and simple, but that is my mood so it works for now *nods*. Let me know what you think (if the comments aren't being a beotch).

Sooo let see....we're going to...Ha...wa...ii. Hell yeeeeeeesssss. My family and I are going this Christmas. Meehehe I'm so excited I could smack my butt! *smacks it* Ah hell I'll smack Zac Hanson's while I'm at it too! It's a graduation present (no, not that ass smacking you stupid). Also my mom has been wanting to go back for a very long time. And hey, the flight is even free since we have plenty of frequent flyer miles racked up from years ago. WHEEEE! So many hot hot boys, sandy, beaches and sun (and pinapple)! OMG WHAT IF I SEE SPONGEBOB WHEN I GO SNORKLING?! bahaha I'd laugh and secretly piss myself. And it's not like anyone would know since we'd be in water. (Note to self: Stop fantasizing about meeting cartoon caracters.) It just struck me for the millionth time in my life that I am very very weird and deranged. Someone help. Now. Call Demented Hills.

Edit// BlogSpeak comments can kiss my ass! How come I always get a commenting system that craps out on me? The new ones should work.

The weather has been crazy lately. Snow, cold, ice, correction....massive ice, and rain. It was so icey yesterday that EVERYTHING outside was frozen. The lawn, plants, rocks, mailboxes, sidewalks, you name it. I went ice skating on our patio with my tennis shoes haha. Yeah, I'm cool like that. Luckily it's all melting.

I hate cramps *whacks them with a shovel just like my stupid ass neighbor was doing to his driveway at 7:30 in the freakin morning when I was trying to sleep in, enjoying the 2 hour delay*.

I added some new contents, because I was extrememly bored. So go check that out. Thank you to everyone who has commented over the past few days!

*slips on socks* A little late night rambling again. Ok, it's not so late but I got out of bed, my feet were cold, realized I didn't shut the comptuer off, and had a sudden urge to blog about nothing. Winter Break is almost over *whimpers*. I don't want it to end. I enjoy sitting on my lazy ass all day long, scrapbooking, talking on the phone and eating. Speaking of eating, I had a bowl of chocolate ice cream with cookies and marshmellow cream on top. Then the night before I spead Nutella over bread and topped it with marshmellows. I know my period is coming when I have cravings like this haha.

So I typed in "tooting" at google just because I was bored. Welcome to Tooting, Endgland. Yes, there really is such a place. And strangely enough, I want to live there.

Last night I had a dream that I was flirting with David, then I started walking away and he poked me in the boob. I just kept walking even faster and was like, "Holy shit.." Then I walk into a classroom where the girl sitting next to me is drinking Vodka out of a water bottle. lol Oh the dreams I have...

Playlist - "Dream Girl" by you know who if you know me well enough. FYI, keep this on the DL. Hnet nazis are EVERYWHERE *screams in horror*

I thought Katie had changed, with her self-centered, annoying ways...but no. She called me today "OMG Ash, I have NO idea what to do! The only time I can fit in community service is tommorrow and the place will probably be closed! Ah, I can't fit it in any other time! And no place is open ont the weekend! OMG I'm SO stressed!" I gave her some ideas. "But UGH, I don't want to do that!" So I was thinking 'screw it' and told her "I can't help you, figure it out for yourself," in a really bitchy tone. Ha I was proud of myself. And she uses me when she has nothing else to do and no one else to hang out with. I'm not going to stand this shit anymore. Maybe I'll ask her, "No one else could hang out with me...I called everyone I knew! So do you want to do something? Huh?"

My mom took me to the dermatalogist the other day for my "acne", a total of 5 pimples, two of which are under the skin. Yeah, wtf? She was all secretive and up tight-up about which annoyed the shit out of me. It's a fucking pimple. "But I'm really concered and it's important to me to get thist taken care of." Insert another WTF? here. The medicine they perscribed me was also used to treat anthrax. Haha who would of thought? I talked my mom out of making me take it, with a strong agruement of how I don't want to injust a potentially fatal medication for just a few pimples. It's also really degrading when she takes takes my 5 pimples so seriously. It's like saying "You're ugly. And I want to fix it." If she was laid-back and casual about it, I wouldn't give a crap.

I'm cranky and pissed. Happy fucking new Year.

Enough of my complaining. I'm going to go eat more brownies and get fat.