best ever.

don't ever lose touch.

so today, my mom talked to her brother on the phone. it's insane to me. i know nothing about anyone on my mom's side. after my family moved to america, we lost all communication. numbers, locations, birthdays; fuck, just everything. i don't even know the names of my mom's brothers and sisters. i've never met them either. sunhee is over in korea right now, and she helped my mom to somehow get my uncle's number. wow, that's so fucking weird. i've only been able to imagine having one uncle, when in fact, i have about 5 or maybe even a few more. my mom was also informed that her mother died a year and 4 months ago. it's really sad how she didn't get to attend to funeral and even know about it. i don't know about you, but i'd hate to miss someone's funeral. but either way, she was really happy that she finally got to talk to him. life is so insane. it's been, what, 20 years without communication? and everything just came back into place with the press of a button. but i've come to realize, that not everyone has this type of luck. not everyone is fortunate enough to be 'reunited' with people they've forgotten. and because of this, i don't ever want to lose touch with the people that matter most. when i'm older and moving about, i know no one is going to follow me. but that doesn't mean i want to just drop whoever has been true to me and replace them. nope. i really love the people that are in my life. i hope that they'll always be there. i refuse to let anyone slip away that shouldn't have. never again.

ANYWAY, i'm really craving triple chunk brownies and chocolate chip cookies. i hope i can bake this week. haha.

also,

i've been listening to a lot of songs from my elementary days. ya know, just being nostalgic... or maybe i'm just afraid to listen to newer stuff because i don't know the words >.> but as i was saying, i've been listening to some old stuff, and i came across this cover. i was expecting a deeper voice, and then he pulled a fucking tom delonge on me. but i really love this song, so posttttt to make this blog long as fuck.

hi, my name is ashley and so far, only extremely desperate/persistent guys are attracted to me.

i'm going to be a eunuch. praise da lawd.

oh and also, i think i'm going to drop kick one of my teachers. or whoever the fuck set up my schedule. i'm tired of this ap track shit. i'd rather have intensive reading with a bunch of dumb ass kids. which is saying a lot.

xox.

-a.

i find it easier to be blunt with myself. i feel better about things when i am. no false dreams or things to look forward to. i can just focus on what's going on now. i enjoy that.

i've been listening to a lot of middle school/elementary songs. i really miss sugarcult and all that insane stuff that i listened to when i was 10. i'm also getting interested in a lot of folkish/indie stuff. lots of female vocals. i kinda dig it. there isn't much to say. i think i'm slowly getting back into doing everything for school... when it's supposed to be done. i just wanna get out as fast as possible, doing the best that i can. then i'm off. i can only hope for the best. but i'm trying not to think about all of that. at the moment, i don't think my future is very stable. and thinking about it is only going to fuck up my mind and mood. i'm hoping to start stretching my ears again within the next week or so. i miss my lobeys. i look weird without them. ah that's about it.

xox.

-a.

that's it.

i cannot wait to get out of this fucking house.

i don't need you.

i think i've made the decision to not go through with college. it's a lot of money, and it's money that i don't have. my dad's been saving for a long time, but i refuse to get any help from him. i don't want it at all. even now, years later, my dad still talks about how he wasted 6 grand on my brothers for school. he calls them constantly, expecting them to lend him money when he needs it. seriously? it's so ridiculous. they owe him absolutely nothing. i think they fell into the same pressure that i've felt. always coming home to hear about how we need our education and blah blah blah. it's the point where i feel i have no control of my life at all. i don't want to keep contact with him when i get out. he's always leaving messages to robert, telling him to call. honestly, he doesn't need to call you just to tell you how he's doing. if he wanted to, he would. if i were him, i'd change my damn number. i owe my father absolutely nothing. he may have provided me with shelter and food, but i'd be better off getting that somewhere else. there is no such thing as freedom here. i'm realizing that. after hearing all my friends talk about hanging out and whatnot, i realized i can't do any of those things. i have restrictions. i'm being treated like a fucking criminal when i've done nothing wrong. i'm so sick of it. so fucking sick.

breathe.

today has been, i guess, easy for me. no pressure from school. the work wasn't a challenge, not that it ever was. i haven't done my homework, but its so simple. i'd rather do it in the morning.

and i'm not stressing out about it. i just feel good. at peace. maybe it's just because i'm listening to afx, haha. not sure, but it doesn't make a difference. i just feel content.

i haven't thought about much today. thinking tends to happen when i'm upset. so i guess that makes me, un-upset. :) but i have been thinking about school though. even though i detest the idea of learning beyond high school, i have considered it. but i don't know. there is nothing in my heart that attracts the idea of college to me. but who knows, maybe whatever i want to happen, won't. and i'll go to college and become something totally different. i'm not sure. what i do know is, that i haven't made a clear decision. though my heart and mind are siding with the west coast, it might not remain the same in a few years. i wish my dad would stop telling me to prepare now. he's acting as though i'm not allowed to do anything but read and study. i would gladly kick him in the face if given the chance to. i hate being pressured to be and do something that i'm not completely comfortable with. i don't like how he compares me to some cousin that i don't even know. just because she's planning ahead to do whatever, doesn't mean i have to. i honestly believe that maybe i'd be more active in school and what not if he didn't bother me so much about it. rebellion is my favorite game. i hate doing good things and having him think i only did them just because he mentioned it. my decisions are mine alone. everything he says, i've already decided upon. i'm not stupid. nor have i ever acted like i was. i am not influenced by anything but myself. i wish i could shove that idea up his ass so he would get it. anyway, i need to stop worrying about him. but the time i'm out of this house, i'll be bald.

bleh. i'm also being faced with problems among my friends. none of them like one of my best friends. and its only because of the way she dresses. its ridiculous. i didn't eat lunch with them because i was with her. i wish everyone would just accept each other. i don't wanna be some kid in a clique. i enjoy the fact that i have a diverse selection of people to talk to. i just wish they all could just see each other as souls. they're all the same. but whatever. i'm trying not to care so much. i just hate having to choose between who i can sit by and who i can't talk to and blah blah blah. high school is ridiculous. when i'm on my own, i'm going to make sure i can count all my friends on one hand. i want them to be real and close. yeah.

that's about it.

xox.

-a.