Halloween

So. Growing up, I never celebrated Halloween. It was also synonomous with the "Devil's Day". My mom thought it was wicked and evil, so I never trick-or-treated. I did one of the following two things: 1) went upstairs with my mother and turned off all the lights in the house so that trick-or-treaters wouldn't knock on our door, then we would fall asleep watching movies. I used to love doing this. 2) went to FCF's alternative: Hallelujia Night. Now let me tell you, back in my middle school days, this joint used to be poppin. Alllllll the high school boys would be there checkin' us out and tryna holla. Mr. Clapp would build a maze and that thing was scary as piss. People would pop out and scare you and I vaguely recall having to be let out because I was so scared. Over the years, cute boys stopped showing up and it got boring, but we went faithfully every year until we graduated from high school.

In college, I still don't "celebrate" Halloween. I still believe it's an evil day and I am glad that my mother was so firm in her stance to not let me trick-or-treat. But I do go out. Freshman year, I went to Franklin Street and I dressed up. The one other time in my life that I dressed up, I was an angel for Hallelujia night...which totally doesn't count. But that year I was in full-on costume mode. I remember feeling kind of guilty because despite the fact that I do not celebrate Halloween or support the Holiday, I have a fb album entitled "Franklin Street" that says otherwise...I remember my mother called me and asked if I went out for Halloween, and I lied and said no. She said I was a good girl and that she was proud of me. Made me feel bad.

For as long as I can remember, people have always asked me why I do not celebrate Halloween and what's so bad about the holiday. Look. I'm a Christian, and I believe that Jesus Christ is the Living King and that He saved my soul. Halloween does not sit right with my spirit. This is why I do not watch horro movies. They are demonic and I truly believe that because I have the Holy Spirit in me, that when I watch things like that or pariticipate in Halloween type things, that there is a spiritual war waged within me.

Now you tell me when you see people dressed as monsters, and demons, and devils that this "holiday" aint the most evil thing ever?? An excuse to dress as a slut?? I mean come on. There is validity to my argument. Now I know sound like I'm talkin from my high horse but I'm not. But don't be surprised if you don't see me at your Halloween party dressed up. Cuz it's really not my thing. I still, for the life of me cannot remember what the h i did last year. It's a complete blank. I'm assumin that I didn't do nuthin...

So to all those Halloweeners out there...HAPPY HALLELUJIA NIGHT!!!

Welcome Back, Welcome Back, Welcome Bacccck

For the miniscule amount of you who humor me by reading this blog, I would like to take the time to apologize for not having updated this in over two months. School has sucked out all of my energy. And you would THINK that I would have plenty to write about. And I'm sure I do because occasionally something will happen and I'll be like, "Dang I need to put that on my blog." But it is almost 10am in the morning, I've been up since 6:30, went to bed at 2, haven't had more than 20 hours in the past 7 days. Needless to say, I'm runnin on fumes yall. Bear with me. But I'm bored at work, sooooo I'm blogging. Cuz i just checked my acct. and it's negative which means I can't shop online. Note to self: post rant about Bank of Cunthood. Ahem. I mean Bank of America.



One of the things that has been on my mind is drama. Not necessarily personal drama or anything like that, but just drama in general. It thrives on college campuses. I am a person who avoids drama like the plague but it always manages to get me somehow. I think that if I were a quieter person who wasn't so opinionated and would quit walkin around not givin an eff, I'd probably be a lot more successful at avoiding drama. But. I do not anticipate that happening in the near future. Oh wells.

(now see here, this is unnecessary)

Now here's what gets me about drama. I don't care what anyone says, if there's a drama situation, BOTH sides contributed to it. There are always gonna be lies, manipulation, deceipt, etc. Anybody who tells you that they have never lied or twisted the truth is lying and is probably the biggest antagonizer of drama that you've ever seent. That's what irks me. Lookahere, we've all done things we're not proud of. It's called living life. But if you will not own up to your mistakes, then I cannot respect you as a person. One thing that I make a conscious effort to do is admit when I'm wrong, apologize, and try and rectify the situation. People who do not do that...I just cannot be in their presence.



Now some may be reading this and be like what set Ashley off (or you might be thinking this is the most incoherent thing uve ever read - fair enough. i can barely keep my eyes open right nows). Nothing has set me off, I've just been observing a lot. It's sad and pathetic that people can't let go of drama or that they thrive on it for stupid reasons.

So here's my thing for the day. Let things go. If you can't talk about it with the person. If you can't do that, fine. But do not do things to antagonize the situation or things that may be PERCEIVED as antagonizing the situation. You'll be better for it if you just walked away.

10 Sounds I HATE HATE HATE to Hear!!!!

1. Sex. Period. Just...NO!!
2. Smacking aka THE CHEWING OF YOUR FOOD...nastiness crap EVER
3. You on the phone wit Pookie...no I do NOT need to know that it turns out that he is NOT Shaquetha's baby fahva!!
4. Nething from Cher...WHY does she still have a career...WHY did she ever have one???
5. That nasty song neegs be makin wit their snot...ugh stomach crampin thinkin about it
6. QUEEFS
7. Tone deaf ppl...
8. Financial aid ppl on the phone tellin me there aint no mo money...WATCHU MEAN?!?!
9. The heavy breather on the phone...ICK
10. Bow Wow...y do u have a new record deal wit lil wayne?????

Oh and a bonus one?? Beat her down singin about he done changed...let's test that...I'm gonna call u a name and c if u hit me...10 to 1 u will...

This Is WHY Peeps Hate the Dentist...

So I had a dental appt. this morning. Naturally I dreaded this with everything I had in me. Why? you say...well it's never the dentist that I fear. He comes in at the end does his little check wit that mirror thing and that evil scrape-y tool and goes "Ashley your teeth are beautiful, lay off the sugar, quit clenching your teeth, how's Kenyon-no Elon??, see you in 6 months and tell your mother I said hello." Now if only that was the entirety of the visit. No.Such.Luck.

First you wait in the waiting room and it smells nauseatingly like rubber gloves...typical dentist office. Then the deceptively-friendly looking hygienist waves you on back (why are they usually Russian????) and you follow getting sicker by the smell as you get closer to the room. Then they make you sit in that death contraption aka the chair. Next thing your flat on your back looking up at bad tv and a hellish light glare...and no ladies there's no hope for an O. Hahahaha. I kid, I kid.

The hygienist then reels you in by asking all these questions about you then she pulls out that heinous scraping tool. You get that bib thing put on and resign yourself to 30 minutes of her scraping and pulling at your teeth and gums like your mouth stole her child's tuition. And today was the worst. I'm sitting there trying not to choke on my own saliva while she's hacking at my mouth and then this other trick comes in asking questions...my hygienist PAUSES HACKING and starts talking back while I'm literally about to choke and die. THEN RESUMES HACKING WHILE STILL TALKING AND LOOKING AT PREVIOUSLY MENTIONED TRICK!!!! I reared my head back and gave the trick a look of death and she quickly skedaddled away.

The dentist finally comes in does her examination, walks out. Now last year I was told I had FIVE cavities but I didn't have the money to get em filled in bc I had to get those durn wisdom teeth out. This dentist tells me I have zero cavities. Now Idk how the PISS i went from 5 to 0 but there r NO complaints here. Two hours later and I still have that nauseous scent in my mind...And dental offices wonder why ppl be avoidin them like the plague...

Well, thank GOD for dem pearly whites!!!

Queen Beee...She Got Another One

Made. Me. Sick.

So I didn't post this yesterday because I was sooo tired and fell asleep. Netywho. I'm torn bewteen wat I was freaked out about yesterday. But the thing that I actually txted ppl about was the gum. That I found. On the bottom of my foot. (insert scream...HERE!!!!!!!!)

So I was walking along and I noticed that my foot felt weird and sticky. I thought this was odd because I had A SHOE ON!!! I thought my shoes were starting to stick to my foot bc they were cheap. Not the freakin case. I looked at my heel and there. on the SOLE of my foot was someone's gum. I died. For like 3 minutes. I dont kno how the EFF that piece of gum managed to find its way btw my sole and my shoes but.it.did. And I had to pick it off wit my FINGERS!!!

Kill myself...HERE! Probs one of the most disgusting experiences of my entire freaking life. Sigh.

Had to txt about that..........But the other thing that made me rear my head back in disgust was this tour guide I had yesterday...Poor guy didn't know that the whole time he was showing us around I was plannin on writin about his black toof. That thing...shudder. A dead toof. Just sittin there WAVIN AT ME!!!!!! Why dont he just get that pulled out?? I'm sure he'd be a lot happier...as would the rest of us...

So Pedicure, So Nice

I'm realizin that I be talkin about feets a lot. Cain't help myself. Netways. So I was gettin my feets did yesterday and I was doin some reflectin but mostly starin into space ignoring the guy who was singing higher than mariah carey while massaging my leg...I digress. It started to occur to me that nail shops play the weirdest and most absurd things I've ever heard. At the nail salon at elon mei ling put on the spice girls album and was like "SPICEGIRL, YOU LIKE?!" The salon I was at yesterday always plays some weird film that I suspect is made by some Asian country about American life. wtf??? Like the last movie was about how the Africans discovered wheats. I swear this movie was set in the 1970s and they had these Africans lookin at them like they were gods. People in africa had seen wheats before!!! Kno how i kno?!?! BECAUSE I SEEM TO REMEMBER A BIG A** COLONIZATION of the whole effin continent!!!!!!!!!!!!! smh. ppl be tryna ignore that like it aint happen. HISTORY PPL HISTORY. LEARN IT!! netways. so yeah. always the weirdest settings in nail shops. but as long as u come out lookin fresh...who cares that u have "spice up ur life" stuck in ur head??