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AshleyDionna's Journal
This is my life. I go by my own standards.
I only make my main entry once a month on the 22nd.
The entries in between then will be random. Pointless.
There won't be much complaining.
I keep that in comments. ^_^
I don't have a journal so I can prove to people that i'm smarter than them.
I have a way about doing things, don't mess that up or I'll freak out.
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Dun Dun Dun...
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March 22, 2008, 03:36:pm
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I fucked this up the first time.
Had to fix it. haha
Okay so this month has been...
Pretty much insane.
I talked to an old friend. ^_^
Got drunk a few times and fucked around.
Did more than three illegal things in one night.
On average got about 15 hours of sleep a day.
Derek bought me new shoes.
They are the greatest.
By the way D, Thank you.
^_^
And yeah, I talked to that boy.
The one who makes me smile.
The one who makes me happy when they can't.
The one I'm not letting go.
No matter what, I don't give a fuck.
Yeah, I'm pretty sure I'm still trippin'. haha
But Don't worry about it.
Don't really know what else to put here.
But when I think of something, I'll add it.
Mood: Hungover?
Music: I don't listen to three days grace. haha, Job For A Cowboy
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It's the Twenty-Second.
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January 22, 2008, 05:35:pm
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So I met this boy the other day,
He's different from everyone else.
I can't get him out of my head.
He's everything I'm looking for.
But everyone thinks he's too old for me.
Is it fake or real?
I don't want to be lied to.
I like this boy alot.
On another note, I started going back to my dads again.
He's changed alot over the time we stopped talking.
Drinking, smoking, pill popping and more.
He even sells. It's kinda weird.
I love going over and hanging with him and Marcus.
We party and drink all weekend. It's fun.
I'm thinking of going to live with him.
The school called yesterday, they want me to go to Parish.
It's an alternative school. All niggers.
There's no way in hell I'm going there.
Then they suggested an independant study at UNO.
University of Nebraska, Omaha Campus.
Fuck that too. I don't need that.
My dad said I can't get emancipated because he will take care of me.
I don't need to be taken care of.
He also said he'd give me a tattoo when I turn 17.
But I have to know the consequences he said.
Once you get a tattoo, it's not coming off.
No shit. I'm not retarded.
I don't see why I have to wait that long.
And he said he'd give my friends tattoos.
All they have to do is bring a case of beer.
That's how you know he's an alcoholic.
Mary has once again convinced me that she's a moron.
She met a guy and he's buying her all these things.
She barely knows him and he wants to fly her places.
Now he's talking about buying her a house.
This guy has a private jet, and he's rich.
Why would he want her? She's vile and disgusting.
There's so much to say but I don't want to type it all.
I think I love you.
~Ash
Mood: Contemplative
Music: None.
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Happy for once.
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December 22, 2007, 04:09:am
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This is the first time I've been happy in a long time.
It's great, I'm loving every minute of it.
I feel like i'm getting my life back together gradually.
My friends actually want to hang out with me, I know I sound like a loser but I am one.
I just hope that they aren't getting my hopes up for nothing, because I really need them right now..
My friends are like my family and I do actually love them, but I don't think they love me.
Guys are all the same no matter what anyone says.
If you actually read that, thanks.
Byee.
Mood: Optimistic.
Music: The Red Chord
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