I need someone to show me how to love.

My hot, tall love interest at Trade Joe's has a girlfriend. :( I heard the news today when he was talking about her to the customer in front of us. So I was all depressed and melancholy when he asked us how we were. But then he looked and me and was like, "How are YOU? I just want to see you smile!" I immediately feel out of my depression and was like, "I LOVE YOU. LET'S GO TO THE FROZEN FOOD DEPARTMENT AND MAKE OUT."

My jeans and necklace from Guess came in the mail today. They are perfecto (glam shots appearing soon hah). I bought some Acrylic paint supplies today to continue my "hands-on" art approach. I figured it's better to spend time doing something creative than wasting time watching TV or surfing the net.

Listening to Soft Cell's "Tainted Love" makes me want to dress in 80's retro digs with polka-dots, oversized white glasses, and accents of hot pink and neon green.

Taylor Hanson needs to stop procreating for the good of this world. I wouldn't be surprised if this one came out of his uterus this time around haha.

This makes me drool everytime I see it.

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Mt. Bachelor was rad (gotta love the 80's lingo). It was by far the best snowboarding I've done..I've got mad skills, yo. The trails are much better than Willamette, PLUS I rode off the lift 5/6 times instead of falling. I felt so accomplished. Snow wasn't that bad either. Got 6 great runs in which is amazing considering I usually do 4, and adding to the fact that I'll be turning pro next year *cough*. Also, I want this board (154) and some new riding duds.

Senioritis is a killer. It's affecting all of my joints and is quickly spreading to the outer extremities. My motivation is completely wiped out. Which reminds me, I didn't even wipe out on the mountain. Okay...maybe a half-biff (but that doesn't count).

There's a spot on my neck that's dry.

Dear Ideal Roommate,
Please contact me ASAP because everyone else is unfit and/or are dimwits.
LOOOOOVEEE,
Ash

Dear Opportune Summer Job,
Please hire me so I cane get out of the house. I don’t smell (all the time) and have an amazing knack for blue jeans, dorky life philosophies and fruit smoothies.
Lots of hugs and kisses,
Ashley

"Zen And The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" is an intriguing book; one that needs to be read hundreds of times before you can appreciate the profound words. I think I shall buy it used and highlight it to my hearts content. *whips out bright pink highlighter* Ahaha I really need to get out more.

FYI, the new "recover post" feature on Blogger is a BLOG SAVER. Oy vay!

And RJA, all this time I thought a powerstash was some fancy electronic...

New layout, I glamed it up a little. Word. Now it will only be a matter of mintues before I grow tired of this. So sick and so very, very tired.

Starting next week and continuing for the rest of the school year I'll be getting out at 10:20. Yes, that's in the morning. I have no idea what the frick to do with my extra time. The job market doesn't seem to want me and homework is virtually non-existant.

...facial itching, doh! The Cortizone for the allergic reaction rash instructs me to "not put directly in rectum by using fingers or any mechanical device." Damnit! I shouldn't have used those forceps.

My make up was professionally done for senior pictures yesterday, and this morning I woke with little bumps all over my face. Stupid scented foundation *grumbles*. My skin is uber sensitive (HA uber..). I have the greatest luck ever haha.

I need to find a roomie for next year. The girl who I was going to room with bailed out and is going to another school. The other girls I've been talking to are nice but aren't the best match. I don't want to get screwed over with a crappy dorm and a crappy roommate.

I feel like going to Greece right now. Anyone up for an adventure?