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Name: Ashly
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 3/14/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: travelling... making things beautiful... talking to people... dreaming... scheming... reading... collecting words and thoughts for poems i will someday write... capturing fireflies... falling deeper in love with jesus...
Expertise: being uniquely me...
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
5/17/2004
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| So... Big news, I just scheduled my GRE test date... I waited as late as possible to have time to study, but at the same time still qualify to take the old test. (Thanks Lis for your words of advice!) I had no idea that they are changing the test to make it harder in September 2007... So for all of you out there who might want to go to grad school one day, you might want to take it by July (the scores are good for 5 years) because they are making it harder, supposedly the prep books have "figured out" the test and have made it too easy. So, anyways, I guess I'll find out JULY 28TH @ 9AM!! Hopefully, I won't get any better offers for that Saturday and get depressed because I'm doing something really boring while my friends are having fun!  | | |
| Oh, I almost forgot, I had a very nice surprise at my early birthday dinner last night... Tiffany Laterra now lives in Charlotte and she was able to come! She makes everything very fun. And the lovely Lisa Green was there as well, I hope she moves to Charlotte soon, too! And, if you were thinking that I was trying to sneakily mention the fact that it was an EARLY birthday party to remind you that my birthday is coming up and guilt you into posting happy birthday comments with lots of eprops then you are very mistaken. It was a brazen attempt to illicit comments! Okay, now I really have to do my homework! | | |
| So, last night I had an intervention with Lisa Green and Bethany Shay about my erratic xanga habits, errr, or the lack thereof... (By the way I just love those incredible ladies, and they happen to be upstairs in my house in charlotte, nc sleeping before we head to the beach, he he, oh yeah, I'm supposed to be doing some homework before we take off, but xanga is so much more attractive right now, so you know I really don't feel like doing my homework.) This all began when Bethany was on my xanga site and thought she was reading my newest annual post that had a January date, but alas, she soon realized that it was from January 2006. I've come to realize that I put too much pressure on myself when I post on xanga. So, ladies and gentlemen (I don't even know if any guys subscribe to this, oh well), [I think] this is the beginning of a new era, a much more relaxed Ashly will be posting to tiny_tea_cup. (You know this means that you as the reader will have to lower your expectations about my posting, I've been told my brilliant statements are on in a million and very mixed in with all my random ones!) Watch out xanga world! Here I come! | | |
| Here it is folks... Ashly Owens' annual xanga entry!
(I suggest you read a sentence a week... This being January and all it's going to be a heck of long time before there is another one. Hmm, that adds a lot of pressure, like it has to be really good because there aren't as many... Oh well, like always I'll try my best!)
Oh, I almost forgot one of my famous disclaimers: This post eventually makes a point!
I'm actually taking a break from the becoming-very-disappointing job of trying to paint my kitchen cabinets. I hate being a perfectionist; you can't get anything done. Anyways, I thought I might as well use this break-time to post on xanga (you know get it out the way early in the year). Technically, the shower I took before this should have been considered my break, but my lazy self justified posting on xanga as a break because the shower was actually a necessity (trust me) so here I am...
I was in front of the mirror blow drying my hair and thinking what a waste of time it was (don't worry I'm not even close to considering a buzz cut). It used to take me exactly 4 minutes to blow dry and style my hair, now it take me 15 just to dry my not-even-shoulder length hair.
This reminded me of a conversation I had with a girl in my Christian college group. I asked a girl with super long beautiful hair (a mistake) if I should get a hair cut. I couldn't get all of my reasons out fast enough before she had me convinced, I wanted/needed/had to have hair as long as her, well at least longer than mine is now. That disillusionment was of course shattered the next morning when I had to blow dry my hair yet again.
That started the daydreaming (I had 11 minutes of drying time left)... It would be so cool if I could--with Sarah's permission--take an inch or two of her hair and add it to mine. Or if some girl thought she was too skinny could take an inch or two off of my thighs (She wouldn't even have to ask for permission!) Or I could take an inch from a tall girl or from a voluptuous girl, not to make them look bad, but so we could both be happy.
But, then I thought what if this world was really unfair and every body part that was decent or even perfect that you didn't like or still found fault with, could be "stolen" by someone else. And then because you weren't thankful that you could at least walk, talk, see, have hair, etc. you had a body made up of rejected parts. I know that's kinda dark and disturbing, but I'm crossing back into the light...
Then I got exasperated, I can't believe I'm spending time thinking about this. It's a good thing I was multi-tasking because this would have been a waste of time. That kicked in the pondering side of Ashly, the let's-take-something-away-from-this... Even though I was off the deep end, the subject was my appearance. I spend way too much time thinking/wishing/hoping/fill in the blank that some part of me will change because I just know that eventually I'll hit the magic number of hours of thinking/wishing/hoping/fill in blank needed to make it exactly like I want it.
Hours that have been taken away from my life not being able to know God more, explore, love, listen, call, sing, dance, study, work, and just be me.
So, I've decided on a new tactic... I'm going to live my life making sure I'm able to do the things I want to do in life and feel healthy. Well, all except one "do"--being able to fit in a certain outfit! He, he...
The end... But, maybe not for long, I'm seriously considering turning this into a bi-annual thing, it's not too bad!
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