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finally got another job. and i love it. i work at the los lupes in cedar hill..sooo much fun. i actually look forward to going to work now. but i need to learn lots of spanish, pronto. i work every night except sundays, so no more having fun for me. but i lovelovelove it. i wish i had more interesting things to post about. i will next time, i promise. and with pictures.
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if i died tonight i would die completely happy. i don't want to go to sleep. it was a perfect night.
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its been awhile since ive updated..stupid computers. ahhhhh cant wait for girls night. clubwhatwhaaaaaaaat. last time was crazy, this time will be ahhhhhhhhhhhhhinsane. things are really good right now. i love the way he looks at me. && might have found a job or two. eeeeeeeeeeek club!%^@$# aeyayayey. too excited for words.
so i give you
left: me // right: erin
we're cute. i look drunk. but who bathes with a minnie hat and mardi gras beads. WEIIIIIRDO.
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not much to really update about. so instead i give you senior pics. enjoy.
 
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tonight erin and i somehow ended up digging through old pictures and scrapbooks, etc....we cried. we miss our girls. here it is senior year, and everyone's gone their separate ways already. stupid fights, new friends, and boys somehow seemed to change everything. and time i guess. it was a constant laugh fest every single weekend. we didnt have a worry in the world. we were entertained so easily. how many pictures do we have that have either depends, tampons, or condoms in them? alot. we'd put on crazy makeup, mix up hideous outfits..we were dumb. and weird. and losers. but we loved each other so much. sad to see everyone going their separate ways. ive had more fun tonight than ive had in awhile. all we did was laugh at all the horrible short haircuts and high waisted pants. braces, bangs, boobless....oh the good times. then we cried some more. especially about kat. anywhere kat was, there was insanely crazy fun.
( FLASHBACK )
i miss my girls. i love you all more than you could ever imagine.
always will.
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-that is not a real boner. those are my moldable pants. the photo guy blew that picture up when we got it developed.
-sue, thats you with the lion hair/cousin it thing going on.
-yes, kat is wearing a depends diaper.
-YES, that is real pee.
-mother michelle is praying with silk boxers on her head.
that is all.
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today was..i dont know b. a good day in a weird way b. but b, check this out. so for the past week or so, every day around 4ish mike gets home from work and goes to visit this lizard in the backyard. its the same every day. mike comes home, trixie has to pee, mike lets trixie out, mike sees lizard that lives in the abandoned dog house, mike chases me around the house with it, ashly screamsrunsscreams, mike chuckles, end of lizard extravaganza. well today he was outside trying to "pet it" while the door was open, and so it runs inside. this lizard is insanely huge mind you. its like a foot long. so it hides under the fridge. he takes the whole thing apart and used a fly swatter to get it out. he "didnt want to hurt it". mike is a nature lover. after an hour the lizard was safely returned. i still got chased with it. so that was my excitement for the day. me and erin are becoming new girls. watch outwhathwhaaaat. im home alone tonight. mike is eating pinto beans at celestes and erin works til 1030. its me and the lesbian dog all night. looks like its time for absolut. burned the best cd ever. oh yeah, i found myself today.
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been thinking alot lately.
can't really help it. i dont have anything else to do really. thinkeatsleep. i have slowly become the biggest pathetic human being that ever walked the earth. forget kirstie alley. ive got her topped. in everything but weight. you'd think id be motivated by all the free time on my hands. im not. for example, today consisted of waking up at 11something, followed by a short, unexpected phone call from sergio. (highlight of my day) watched some live chopper 5 coverage of some car chase for like 10mins. then back to judge judy. erin came home, mike brought me spicy chicken. (2nd highlight of my day) watched erin clean for awhile..she likes it spic and span. layed down some more, bad headache. followed by a short and nonserious mental breakdown. drank like 9 cokes today. need a job real bad. tomorrow erin and i have decided its find-ashly-a-job-day. too bad we have those days like every weekend. hire me assholes! doritos are almost gone. i need to get rich. fast. if it werent for erin id have no teeth and hold up cardboard signs all the time. soon she'll hop off to college and my teeth will fall out and i will make lots of cardboard signs. mine will be cute and colorful though. as of right now when she leaves i dont have a place to live. annnd i also dont have dinero to purchase one. therefore i think tomorrow i may go bridge hunting. erin just called me on her break and oohhooh i lovelove her. can you believe the twins will be separated next year?!#?@ i know, sad story. we share all our freaking clothes, so when we part we'll only have like 5 shirts each. i love green olives. the chick on tv is dead and they found semen in her mouth, so the husband admits to "fellatio" and then hacks out her adams apple? what kind of TWISTED show is this?! and mike is watching it while he's eating tuna casserole. im so in love its crazy. he gets me. CATTLE CAR!
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dont know why my date is all april28ish. i never updated when i cut all my hair off. that was a long time ago, kinda grown out now. but i dyed it this red black brown color. so now i update. bad stupid pictures i share with you.
anyways not much to say really. im addicted to that show called House on fox. that guy is a genius. i am sosofcuking hungry for pizza. all i eat is popcorn anymore. i love erin//don't know what id do without her. its been a lovelovelovely 62 days.
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taken from the lovely sue bear.
Movie star name:
[Grandparent's first name + favorite snack]
Valerie Popcorn
Fashion designer name:
[First word you see to your left + your favorite restaurant]
Wall El Fenix
Socialite name:
[Silliest childhood nickname + first town where you partied]
Ashee Duncanville
Fly girl/guy name:
[First initial + first two letters of your last name]
A Ta
Detective name:
[Favourite animal + name of high school]
Basset Pace
Barfly name:
[Last snack you ate + favorite drink]
Dorito Coke
Soap opera name:
[Middle name + street where you first lived]
Idontremember Western Oaks
Rock Star name:
[Favourite candy + favourite musicians last name]
Caramello Jones
Opposite sex name:
[Name of [opposite sex] friend + your cell phone company]
Sergio Cingular
Star Wars name:
[First three letters of you surname + last three letters of your mothers middle name + first three letters of your pets name + first three letters of the town you live in]
Tayvontridun
am i the only one that finds this thing amazingly entertaining. too bad i have a kick ass star wars name. real update later guys.
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so girl A and girl E go for a drive to obtain paychecks. figure that one out. girl A happens to notice good ol laura zimbru hanging out the passenger side window of a nearby car. girl A verbally announces this to girl E, in which girl E turns and looks at the amazing sight. girl E also happens to be the driver, the driver going above the speed limit down cedar ridge. girl A notices the brake lights in front of them, around the same time girl E turns back to the road and notices the same. girl E and girl A simultaneously scream as girl E slams on her brakes and also slams into the back of the car. girl A and E turn behind them only to find the 10 car pile up in which laura zimbru was also involved. that car pile up made the radio man. cops, ambulances, a fire truck. sirens, steam, and metal. girl E pulls into KFC along with the people she hit. same age as girl E and girl A, no insurance, doesnt mind the dents. girl E and girl A get away. more cops and sirens. and its funny cause its all due to girl A and girl E...even though it was laura zimbru who was the culprit.
don't know who those cats were but jesus, what horrible inconsiderate teenagers. nothing like a 10 car pile up, insanely chafed hotredskinskin, and fake boobs all in one day. life is good.
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ive been updating alot lately. nothing else to do. thib got me thinking tonight about high school. yeah yeah i know its not over for any of you but its all long gone for me. so to all my current friends, past friends, sat behind me in class friends, here's how my high school years went, followed by a list of random memories, and other random bullshit. enjoy.
freshmen year: who could forget mr. wilsons retainer he constantly took out of his mouth during lectures. michelle and i suffered through that class together. one time she started a class debate about whether or not we actually landed on the moon..it lasted the whole class. way to go michelle, one less slobber fest. i met megan in mr. groene's class..pahahaha. we were both failing miserably. i think we both failed our leaf project. she used to make fun of his pit stains every 7th block. we switched to mrs. beardens together. thats where us 2 along with erin couldnt bear to dissect a frog so we sat outside and colored worksheets. all we ever used to eat during lunch were reese's and those little sweet tart balls. same thing every lunch, i ate all the yellow ones. kat and i had that spiral that we used to write in all the damn time about kats love for the afro king. i remember the day she told me she thought he was cute..right be the vending machines. jesus. joey and i sat through ms. davila's class. she was a lesbian, remember joey. judy jasso helped me pass that class in exchange for food. michelle and i had the greatest time ever in keyboarding being we were 2 out of like 6 kids that hadnt taken it. coach loved us. it was free day every day. all we did was sign up for free samples. what saps. oh, and everyone had bangs.
sophomore year:ugh, lovelady. she was a blimp of a woman, crooked fingers, jesus sandals. she used to trip over backpacks in the aisles. notes, notes, notes. all we did was sneak in the band hall and copy those notes. it was megan, me, erin, and briana all year long...god she hated us. megan made her life hell as she did megans. kat and i skipped in the band hall all the time and ate goldfish. we used to make fun of evan because of the way he drank his coke. kat had her square and wouldnt let anyone sit in it. dont ask guys. sophomore year would have sucked a whole lot if it wasnt for english with kat. we used to drool over garretts butt and get molested by travis. we were really close that year. oh man, the memories.
junior year:all i remember from junior year was marketing. erin and i took co-op and literally were driven insane by fraggle scraggle voice. and flubbery arm flaps..another fan of the jesus sandals. e-marketing certification, thats the only word i remember. and OJT PACKETS my god. good thing she never watched her laptop. i hated all my classes cause i didnt have any friends. no kat in english. she had wig lady, same lady who bought fake roosters at eckerds. briana, megan, and i continued the history legacy in plumpkin's class. we made her retire, thats right. hahah god. megan was always being rude, i wouldnt stop talking, and briana had an attitude..according to plumpkin. me and briana never went to class..or school. we had an insane amount of absences and still managed not to get kicked out of school. junior year sucked too.
senior year:i was a pacey, so i dont remember a thing.
Top 20 Back-In-The-Day Memories
(in no specific order)
*the time megan and i met a gangsta boo named junebug and his homeboy ej squirrel in the taco bell parking lot.
*the night erin and i were at lakeside and the guys trying to sell the others guys crack surrounded our car. dear jesus what a night that was.
*the night michelle decided to swerve and spin us off 1382, aka THE NIGHT WE ALMOST DIED. then we went to walmart.
*smoking my first black with kurn..oh sweet jesus. "it tastes like raisins!"
*the time erin was going to throw a burger out of the car window at jordans car but stopped when there was an old lady trying to take a picture of us.
*the time briana tripped going up the stairs.
*the time kat and i chased travis into the boys restroom literally jumping into the toilet after he stole that dangerous dangerous notebook.
*the time megan and i followed the ambulance to those apartments and fitty cent tried to holla.
*the time thib was drunk and fell into my car using his concrete head to actually BREAK off my rearview mirror.
*the time i stepped on a slug on briana's floor.
*the time erin and i watched my cousin slide into another slide. SCUTTLE?!?!?!
*the time me and erin watched SOMEBODY PEE IN THEIR PANTS, and PUT THEM BACK ON so we could take a picture.
*all the new years we'd spend at kurn's. we spent a whole night clowin on the polka dot wallpaper in her kitchen.
*the night of MITCH HEDBURG. boy were we all high. koala's are cute??
*the time kat and i went tanning and burned our racks so bad we twitched. ok kat twitched worse.
*megan, me, and dahmer. enough said. nasty ass fake porno.
*the time i watched the exorcist with michelle and she held my hand. she didnt let go. she liked it.
*the time we all went to see the ring and erin screamed at a part that wasnt even scary. whole theater heard.
*speaking of theaters, the time michelle tripped up the stairs in front of the whole theater after she politely ran down to ask them to turn of the lights.
*MY MOST FAVORITE OF THEM ALL..english class with kat. she squeezed the carmex so hard trying to shoot it at travis that it all shot out the back of the tube into her hand. ok seriously you had to be there. think huge pile of retangular snot in the palm of someone's hand. classic.
you just had to be there for all of these. absolutely hilarious. they shall live in my heart forever. love you all. the end.
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you snore and its cute. you never struck me as the snoring type though. its funny..the people that snore. i love you. when i say i love you i dont mean i love you the way i love cheetos with ranch dip. i love you the crazy way. you know, the way that affects everything i do. the way that makes me completely unable to concentrate on anything but your face all day and the way where i can't fall asleep sometimes because i miss you. when i say i miss you i dont mean i miss you the way i miss my good cds when erin steals them and keeps them in her car for weeks. i miss you the crazy way. you know, the way where sometimes id give anything just to feel you for a second. the way where i just wanna sit and not do a thing because doing things arent as satisfying as being with you. the way that makes me flip open my phone just to look at your picture on the screen, and makes me stay wrapped up in that blanket that smells like you. we were under that blanket when i found out you snore. dont worry because it wasnt the loud kind that would keep me up or anything. i was up because i wanted to remember every second i was laying with you. i like to remember the way my cheek felt on your chest and how it raised up and down with every breath you took. you know i tried to close my eyes and fall asleep but i couldnt, i was captured in the moment. when i say i was captured i dont mean captured like i am when look at a whataburger taquito after my stomach starts eating itself. i was captured the crazy way. you know, the way that makes you the first thought that enters my mind when i wake up and the last thought i remember before i fall asleep. the way that makes me text you when i see one of those sappy moments in a movie or smile just because. i smile just because alot. i only used to do that to make stupid people happy or relieve stupid situations. like when my grandma asked me to pick out something from the dress barn catalog or when customers who didnt have their Extra Care card decided to bitch because they wanted sale prices. now i smile just because about 100 times a day. the first time is when i open my eyes in the morning, because i think of you instead of breakfast or the snooze button. the 8th time is when i get a random text from you while you're in class because you thought of me instead of those notes you were supposed to be copying. the 15th, 23rd, 48th, 52nd, 74th, 88th, and 97th time is when something reminds me how lucky i am to have you in my life. the 46th time is usually when im driving around and i see a car that looks like yours. the 67th time is right around the time im walking into work and im not bitching because i have you and as long as i have you nothing upsets me anymore. the 83rd is when i wrap up in that blanket we always wrap up in. the 100th is when you tell me goodnight, every single night. there are alot of other times i smile just because. you get stressed alot from your classes and work, and alot of other things, but you tell me im what gets you through the day. today you were upset and you told me when you're upset you think of everytime you've been with me. sometimes when you're upset you make me upset and i get so mad at you. and when i say mad i dont mean the kind of mad i get when a kid throws up on aisle 5 and i have to mop it up because bill's stomach "just cant take it". i mean the kind of mad where i get so frustrated you make me cry because im scared the only good thing in my life isnt good anymore. once you see your being upset made me upset you always reassure me that you're just dumb and made a dumb mistake. you dont really make those dumb mistakes anymore. and even when i think im the maddest ive ever been and im really gonna make you feel bad for it, i look at those texts ive had saved since last november and then it all washes away. then we realize we're both dumb. dumb and in love. i always wonder where id be without you. and then i realize i cant be without you. i realize that alot. especially when i remember saturday night. i could hear your heart beat and i remember telling myself to remember that moment forever. and for a second it felt like my heart was beating with yours. you woke up and told me you loved waking up next to me. i love waking up next to you too. i love anything with you. i love you. you snore and its cute.
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everything is good right now. stressful/crazy/unpredictable, but good. tonight me and erin jumped the fence at smith and played basketball. it wore me out..but good times. me and that girl have so many good times. i ♥ her so much. the craziest things happen in this house. get this. the other night in the middle of this huge feast her dad bites down on a lead pellet that was in his potato. and we've got this infestation. and her dog, dont get me started on her dog. trixie is such a lesbian. erin i love you so muchmuch. more than starstar and charchar. yeah no ones really gonna get this post. uhhh..imma steal it..hollaatchaboyee!$*#..ol' hoe a du!
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been forever since i updated. shows how good of a promise keeper i am. lack of updating is caused by lack of excitement in my life. out of the loops guys, out of the loop. i need a job ever so desperately. andy is trying to get me on at IHOP guys. haha me..a waitress..classic. going home smelling like syrup, stealing bacon strips from the kitchen, and im sure lifting those rootie tootie things will give me some guns. he makes good money though, so i shall check it out. i miss school. i dont miss all you idiots but i miss education. total joke total joke. mike got me addicted to the history channel and late night kera specials. sunday night it was Secrets of WWII: Russian Spy Jets or something..tonight it was Fidel Castro featured on American Experience. good ol' walton. with all this spare time i really should be focusing on my art. i should be producing pieces like crazy. but ive got a severe and unusual case of artist's block, and it wont go away. everytime i pick up a brush, prisma, pen..i end up squiggling and sketching for 5 minutes and i get frustrated and fling it across the room. i used to feel art. when i held the brush it was emotion that slid it across the canvas. now it lacks direction. maybe its because my life lacks direction. here i am, 17, moved out, depending on myself, no job, no money, nothing. my college decision will be a last minute one. ive already wasted so much time. i could be saving up insane amounts of money and wiping out semesters of college..but things didnt work out, and my laziness has become sickening. my sleep is all off schedule and my days are wasting tossing around my bed restless because erin's house seems to let in every beam coming from the sun. i dont care about anything. pj's are my new best friend. im turning into this sluggish bum with no direction i tell you, no direction. i need a hobby dammit. but hobbies cost money and i have none. and even if i did id probably be to lazy to do the hobby anyways. im so frustrated, its like nothing fits anymore. things are just weird and all outta whack. i need motivation. something's missing..just can't quite put my finger on it. until next time my loves. oh, and will someone move their culo to the conga cause i like my little blinking star. much appreciated.
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 it's something thats been on my mind a lot lately. there are so many different views and definitions. love can be simple to some, complicated to others. one can infact love a donut in equivalence to the way some love their significant other. love can be acquired from so many different things. a kiss, a stare, a touch. to some love is non-existent, overrated, straight out of a fairy tale. so i wonder where exactly i stand on what love is to me. can one person really have the power to alter another's heartfelt emotions? take the cliche example situation of the "bad boy" that meets the "good girl" and becomes so "in love" that he stops all his rebellious activities to win her heart. bullshit, or magnificent truth? throw in the word soulmate. is there such a thing? a soulmate makes me think of pure, 100% compassionate, true love. the flawless kind. i define soulmate as the person who loves me completely . and by complete i mean every aspect of my personality, every flaw that exists, everything. if existent, is there only one single opportunity, or are there several choices? is it possible to miss out on finding such love? could i indeed take the wrong path in life and end up being..alone. that word scares a lot of people, it scares me too. what if all love, no matter how perfect it may seem, is entangled in lies, temptations, and flaws. of course no one is perfect, but if thats all love has to offer, then i dont think i want it. but no one wants to be alone, right? so is that why people end up in horrible marriages, only to divorce and screw up the rest of their lives? because love is nothing but a fairy tale? is the search for the one that "completes" you an endless road..and is it really worth walking down? so many questions, so little answers. i like thinking to that point. so i suppose here's where i stand. i've made stupid decisions when it comes to "love". nothing new to anybody..we all have. but i'm at a point in my life where if its not something "real", then i dont want to waste my time with it. there's a lot of pointless bullshit when it comes to all this. bullshit flings and bullshit mistakes. bullshit is bad, and it wont get you anywhere. from now on i date to find that "feeling". i think love is amazing, and i think its out there somewhere, but if you aren't hopeful in finding it..well, you probably wont. who knows, maybe i wont find it, and i'll become a nun. whats meant to happen will eventually happen. and i just realized how this post makes no sense whatsoever. but i feel the need to ask, whats your opinion on love?
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and so it begins. i know i know, this is indeed the third livejournal i've had, but this time i promise to commit. don't worry guys, i'll be the cool one on all your friend's lists that updates all the time with amazing stories of triumph, glory, and heroic efforts, accompanied by colorful vibrant pictures to tantalize your senses. ah, who am i kidding. now that i'm at living at hick hotel (and oh how i love it so ;) ), ive got access to a Canon Power Shot A85, so my goal is to include at least a pictute per entry. shitty background will do for now, and if your face isnt on it, then i probably don't have a picture of you, but that just means i love you even more. this whole lj gig is mainly for some random expression of emotion mixed with a desperate attempt not to fall out of the loop. man i dont talk to anyone since ive graduated..ive become such a lazy bum. emphasis on the lazy. i can't wait for college, i need something to do. speaking of which, anyone going to school at or around UTA? I need an apartment roomie. and if no one wants to live with me i'll get a big gun and a mean dog. i know none of you lazy bitches will add me unless i catch your eye. so i will share some semi-old artistic release with you.
this is my favorite piece of work so far. you should give me 5 bucks and i'll let you look at my wall. erin gets to see it free because she likes to touch my buuuutt WOOT. fyi: we are learning espanol so when we go to CHEEcago we will be fluent. as for now, its time for food. pics and stuff later. enjoy.
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