GUESS WHAT?!
I might just make another IMVU account just for the hell of it.
Hmm... I may make another LJ that's bitch I mean, "Friend" Friendly. Because guess who wants to make an account now? That's right, I've written about the shit she's given me before. Sorry, I'm just paranoid that she's gonna start shit again once she sees my entries. People, no worries. This one shall be my "Inner Ashley" that she'll have no knowledge of. It will state how I really feel. ^w^
bloodymoon14 will be my main one. Once I figure out how to do the signatures again, my favorite quote, besides the one by Alucard, will be the signature of both of these.
Yes, she thinks we're still friends.
My other favorite quote applies to role players of the world.
Imagination
Some people see things and say,
"Why?"
I dream things
That never were
And say
"Why not?"
I love this quote and I can't even remember who it's by. I think it was someone unknown. By the way, I highly dislike puns. DAMMIT, DANNY! QUIT! That's all he did while I was working on a friggen taco in 3D Animation! We're doin a project called "30 Seconds in the Life of My Favorite Snack." There's a Taco named Taco and a Chihuahua named Paco. There's gonna be a random Mexican stand off and a random Gir poster.
What else happened...?
OH YEAH! Yesterday I got over a heart attack. -_-" This was because... Hold on, let me start from the beginning.
Ok, I knew there was someone behind me, I just didn't think it was this one guy... He walked up behind me and said hi. I said hi too, and he said I looked familiar. He finaly recognized me, and brought up the fact that he saw me at the mall. He also brought up the fact that Holly put her nose in his crotch. I said "I'm sorry! I can't control how she shows affection!" He said, "I'm sorry, I can't control what my Grandma says."
So, yeah. I was so red and embarassed that I forgot we had classes yesterday. Same guy walked by and pet Buddy, because I was handeling him. Buddy decided to put his nose in his crotch too.
Bad thing: Buddy's nose had mud on it, the guy was wearing white skinny jeans.
Good thing: He didn't blame me for it.
I didn't see what he did until he said "Uh, hello!" to Buddy. He asked why every dog I handle has a fascination with his crotch. Me: I have no clue. I didn't say it as a insult, I was just too embarassed. NYAH!!! I, APPARENTLY, HAVE CROTCH DOGS!
Then, his friend, who's a girl, (she has a boy friend already, but that doesn't mean anything, because of the way she acted towards me. Yes, she told her boyfriend the same thing.) walked up and said to leave the filthy mutts alone and let their filthy masters handle them. I sighed. She walked away and he said sorry for her and went to Hot Topic, I think. Damn, I knew she was a bitch, but I didn't think she hated me that much.
Next thing I knew, Light texted me, asking if she said anything to me. I told him what she said, and that I didn't really care. She came back with the guy (who's name I should learn. -_-" Maybe I should ask Sierra...?) and sat near us and watched us work. Light even came by and gave me a hug.
So, there's my week! -_-" a pretty suck ass one, if you ask me.
Oh, and we get out early. They're trying to cram all of the classes in before 1:00 tomorrow, which I think is almost as pointless as my birthday. (Now you know why I also despise Labor Day.) -_-"
Two weeks ago, I missed most of that week because I was sick. I didn't feel good AT ALL. So, I missed a whole essay.
OK! Sierra says his name is Matt. (Apparently I get along best with guys named "Matt", because most of my friends and aquaintences names are "Matt," as well as one of my many bigillion cousins.) It's strange how things work, eh? For some reason, I have an odd urge to listen to "Jingle Bombs."
I KEEL YOU!
<3 This man!
Hmm... I may make another LJ that's bitch I mean, "Friend" Friendly. Because guess who wants to make an account now? That's right, I've written about the shit she's given me before. Sorry, I'm just paranoid that she's gonna start shit again once she sees my entries. People, no worries. This one shall be my "Inner Ashley" that she'll have no knowledge of. It will state how I really feel. ^w^
bloodymoon14 will be my main one. Once I figure out how to do the signatures again, my favorite quote, besides the one by Alucard, will be the signature of both of these.
Yes, she thinks we're still friends.
My other favorite quote applies to role players of the world.
Imagination
Some people see things and say,
"Why?"
I dream things
That never were
And say
"Why not?"
I love this quote and I can't even remember who it's by. I think it was someone unknown. By the way, I highly dislike puns. DAMMIT, DANNY! QUIT! That's all he did while I was working on a friggen taco in 3D Animation! We're doin a project called "30 Seconds in the Life of My Favorite Snack." There's a Taco named Taco and a Chihuahua named Paco. There's gonna be a random Mexican stand off and a random Gir poster.
What else happened...?
OH YEAH! Yesterday I got over a heart attack. -_-" This was because... Hold on, let me start from the beginning.
Ok, I knew there was someone behind me, I just didn't think it was this one guy... He walked up behind me and said hi. I said hi too, and he said I looked familiar. He finaly recognized me, and brought up the fact that he saw me at the mall. He also brought up the fact that Holly put her nose in his crotch. I said "I'm sorry! I can't control how she shows affection!" He said, "I'm sorry, I can't control what my Grandma says."
So, yeah. I was so red and embarassed that I forgot we had classes yesterday. Same guy walked by and pet Buddy, because I was handeling him. Buddy decided to put his nose in his crotch too.
Bad thing: Buddy's nose had mud on it, the guy was wearing white skinny jeans.
Good thing: He didn't blame me for it.
I didn't see what he did until he said "Uh, hello!" to Buddy. He asked why every dog I handle has a fascination with his crotch. Me: I have no clue. I didn't say it as a insult, I was just too embarassed. NYAH!!! I, APPARENTLY, HAVE CROTCH DOGS!
Then, his friend, who's a girl, (she has a boy friend already, but that doesn't mean anything, because of the way she acted towards me. Yes, she told her boyfriend the same thing.) walked up and said to leave the filthy mutts alone and let their filthy masters handle them. I sighed. She walked away and he said sorry for her and went to Hot Topic, I think. Damn, I knew she was a bitch, but I didn't think she hated me that much.
Next thing I knew, Light texted me, asking if she said anything to me. I told him what she said, and that I didn't really care. She came back with the guy (who's name I should learn. -_-" Maybe I should ask Sierra...?) and sat near us and watched us work. Light even came by and gave me a hug.
So, there's my week! -_-" a pretty suck ass one, if you ask me.
Oh, and we get out early. They're trying to cram all of the classes in before 1:00 tomorrow, which I think is almost as pointless as my birthday. (Now you know why I also despise Labor Day.) -_-"
Two weeks ago, I missed most of that week because I was sick. I didn't feel good AT ALL. So, I missed a whole essay.
OK! Sierra says his name is Matt. (Apparently I get along best with guys named "Matt", because most of my friends and aquaintences names are "Matt," as well as one of my many bigillion cousins.) It's strange how things work, eh? For some reason, I have an odd urge to listen to "Jingle Bombs."
I KEEL YOU!
<3 This man!