leap day

this is leap year. and this is leap day. i almost went through the entire day without even knowing that. i am almost appauled. such a unique day... i feel like there should be posters everywhere. i found out reading someones status on facebook which read "...is wishing you a happy leap year" lame, right. now that i know what i know, today shall be unique and amazing.

becoming jane

although it was a true story, and i realize they didn't want to completely deviate from the actual story, i didn't like the ending... the movie had great potential for the ending to be good... and for jane austen to have a very romantic life-- but nope. it may have a lot to do with the fact that i like good endings to movies or the entire movie gets written off in my mind. now take out the ending, and i still don't think they had enough character development in the movie. maybe you're supposed to know the characters already, i don't know. i'm not a novel type of person.

but what i do know is that i have to get up early tomorrow and go to the chiropractor, so as for now, i shall go to sleep.

determination

determination is what i need: i started crocheting a blanket today. However, I got farther today on this one than I did working on my last one for a month.... i like this one better anyways, so that's a good thing-- i am usuing a hook twice the size, so that should definately help.

i slept 11 hours last night -- and i needed every single one of them... and right now i'm barely keeping my eyes open, so hopefully i'll sleep lots tonight as well.

i got bread crumbs all over my carpet tonight-- but good thing we have like three vaccums in this house--those will be helpful at a time like this.

friday night i went to upsala to watch krystal and greta's last dance at the bball game... that was pretty fun. then i went over to the swansons and had a blast until the wee hours of the morning... like always. good times. i like that family... a lot.

out of all the superhero movies, i think spiderman might be my least favorite... although i've never seen the hulk. maybe i should put that on my to-do list. i think i've pretty much seen all the rest though.... i should look that up. more to come.

countless sleepless nights

ashley thinks that she'll never actually get a good nights sleep again... but long awaits the day when i prove myself wrong.

the radioactive iodine that has been in me all day doesn't like me very much... it's making my stomach feel like everything that is not good in this world.

the bema seat was good tonight. much better the first time i saw it, however.

i'm going to sleep.... then getting up at 530.... so help me God. no, really. i need help.

i hate the doctor

i hate no doctor specifically, although there are a few that are on my list for the top people i do not exactly like.... i have so many doctors i have realized that its getting a little ridiculous. most people have one, maybe two doctors. I have... lets see here... nine that I can think of off the top of my head that I see on at least semi-regular occasion. And I'm on a first-name basis with three of the doctors' nurses. Meaning I call in and say "Hey it's me ashley again, call me back". man I see these doctors way too much. specially because i have to make all my appointments at seven in the morning to avoid missing classes. When really, going to the doc is a legit reason to skip a class or two, but apparently i have to deal with my conscience on top of everything.

i'm just getting sick of the doctor. all of them. in general. and those feelings are combinding with the fact that i'm caring less and less about my health -- and i'm not too sure how good that is for me.... i'm just glad that i don't have to go in twice a week anymore... because i was about to just forget it and never go anymore.... but good thing i switched doctors and now he wants me to come in every four months for him... which i can do. but he did order more tests for me that take place at 7am.... i thought for sure that i had every test in the book... oh wait, i have.... now we're just repeating tests for funzies.

oh... the joy.

late nights

Oh, how I so enjoy no sleep. It is most definately the highlight of my nights, and especially my days. Wait... no. I'm pretty sure I am severely sleep deprived at this moment in time. My schedule with school leaves no time to breathe or sleep, really. Then this past weekend I was at camp so there was no recooperating. Specially because I went right from camp to 5 hours of AT on Sunday, then came home to hours of homework. Then tonight I had to give into an energy drink so I'd be able to stay up and study for spanish... which I'm oober glad that I did. Because I know hardly any spanish, and being as I have a test tomorrow... learning spanish was a good idea... so is having a roommate who is fluent. That is nice too. Go Brooke.

Everything hurts all over. I am one big bruise. Both my knees are entirely not skin colored anymore, but rather blue purple black and green. yum. Then, for some reason my stomach is bruised as well, and more my sides too. The knees obviously were from broomball this past weekend, but I do not recall getting too many sticks to the stomach-region. So who knows. But the bruises on my stomach/sides are much more painful then my knees, because it hurts to move in any direction because its my torso... which is involved in most all motions of the body.

Good thing I didn't schedule a chiro appt for the morning -- I will not want to be getting up, that is for sure. So that means I shall go now so I can get the most hours of sleep possible.... and maybe in the morning I won't feel so crappy... but don't worry, I bought an extra energy drink so I can make it through the day tomorrow... oh how I hate energy drinks, or moreso hate the fact that I have deprived myself of so much sleep that I cannot function without them-- even though it was completely out of my control... sort of.

randomosity

Camp: twas sr high winter this weekend, and was an absoulte blast. once again heath and i's cabins paired up to make a wicked sweet broomball team. it was pretty fun, i'm not gonna lie. and greta, one of kari swansons little sisters was in my cabin which pretty much made my weekend.

Vacations: mom is bringing dad on my dream vacation that she won't even enjoy. i am bitter about that. quite bitter. she knew that 1. it is the vacation i have been pushing for for years but she always said no because she didn't want to do it. and 2. and i am definately ready for a vacation becausae its been like 7 years, and its been a lot shorter for everyone else in my family. so yes, i am bitter. she'll know soon enough. i'll probably tell her.

Cramps: suck.

Rendition: was an excellent movie. it wasn't an action movie, per say, because there was little to no action. but it was too action-like to be a drama. definately wasn't a comedy or pure romance. so i'm not sure which catergory to put it in. i like it all except there was about 2 minutes of closure to the movie, and i usually like movies to have more closure than that.

sistas

I love hannah. Could I have a better sister? I submit that I could not!

it's bedtime two hours ago

I see the strongest and smartest people who've ever lived. I see all this potential, and I see squandering. An entire generation pumping gas, waiting tables; slaves with white collars. Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy crap we don't need. We're the middle children of history. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
-fight club-

give me a break.... it's my first night back.

my dead heart now is beating...

I deleted all of my old posts, as this is a fresh start... but decided to leave one, as it is one of my most favorite passages from scripture. Man... those snow plows are loud!

a new start

Okay so I've only written on here spuratically over the past several years... and it used to bring me so much joy having someone to tell my thoughts from the day, even if it was the lowly internet. But hark, I shall start again...

So to start it off right... how about those Jehovahs Witnesses? Usually you'd think of them to be the ones who stop at your door and won't leave you alone, right? Well in St. Cloud we actually have some really nice Jehovahs witnesses... I've ran into them several times in the past month, on campus and around the neighborhood -- why they are out in the bitter cold is beyond me -- but each time I've ran into them it's always been a pleasent experience. They are overall nice guys who aren't looking to cram their beliefs on me. And if for nothing else, I respect them for that. So that's nice.

One more thing... this is the third week this month that I've had my period... it's getting pretty old pretty quick... and pretty expensive too!