Today (Wednesday) is my first day at a new school. I'm a bit nervous but, I am hoping things go well. I am just taming my mind with excessive watchings of How I Met Your Mother aka my favorite show!
Well, NPH is on.
Ashley out.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Ma talked me down.
So I talked to my mother about my concerns of voyeurism and she informed me that that is a natural part of growing up... as you get older, you automatically show up in all sorts of databases; there's not a whole lot you can do to avoid it. I don't like it, but I must adapt.
Tonight is the season premiere of How I Met Your Mother and my heart is singing. This week is full of season premieres which is calming me slightly for the start of school, on Wednesday. I'm nervous.
Within the next three or four months, I am going to try to make it back to Texas for a week or two. I love the south during fall/winter.
Anyway, bye.
Tonight is the season premiere of How I Met Your Mother and my heart is singing. This week is full of season premieres which is calming me slightly for the start of school, on Wednesday. I'm nervous.
Within the next three or four months, I am going to try to make it back to Texas for a week or two. I love the south during fall/winter.
Anyway, bye.
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Big Brother.
Okay. So -- for whatever reason -- I decided to Google myself. I wasn't actually expecting any real results; however, I found myself. Not only did I find myself IMMEDIATELY, there is a site that shows my full name, my phone number, who lives in my house, and actually has my address and an areal view of my address!
I have no idea how this information was acquired and how it was organized. I am so startled, right now. I have this awful ominous feeling like someone posted my personal information in order to harm me. Like in high school when someone does something shady to someone else to cause problems for them. I feel like someone made a fake myspace page for me or something and is talking to people and giving out my phone number. I am half expecting random phone calls from people like my information was put on Craig's List.
I HATE the internet.
I have no idea how this information was acquired and how it was organized. I am so startled, right now. I have this awful ominous feeling like someone posted my personal information in order to harm me. Like in high school when someone does something shady to someone else to cause problems for them. I feel like someone made a fake myspace page for me or something and is talking to people and giving out my phone number. I am half expecting random phone calls from people like my information was put on Craig's List.
I HATE the internet.
Monday, September 14, 2009
I am 7,635 days old.
John Lancaster Spalding once said that "each forward step we take we leave some phantom of ourselves behind."
I'm finding that as time passes, I am recognizing the subtle differences in myself. I feel like a completely different person, now, then I was six months ago. I remember who I was, before; like a memory of an old friend. Sometimes I think about how I used to respond to situations and how I would respond to the very same, now. It's strange... for some reason I always thought that change was too subtle or gradual to be noticed by the one changing. Like when you haven't seen someone in a long time and they say how different you look but you don't notice the differences because you're too close... you're used to it.
I have more responsibilities now because of school and my work but I feel more in control. Emotionally, I feel lighter. I feel older. Grown. Much more mature than I was last year. And one thing I'm noticing about myself now that I am aware of these differences: I don't have much to say, anymore.
I'm finding that as time passes, I am recognizing the subtle differences in myself. I feel like a completely different person, now, then I was six months ago. I remember who I was, before; like a memory of an old friend. Sometimes I think about how I used to respond to situations and how I would respond to the very same, now. It's strange... for some reason I always thought that change was too subtle or gradual to be noticed by the one changing. Like when you haven't seen someone in a long time and they say how different you look but you don't notice the differences because you're too close... you're used to it.
I have more responsibilities now because of school and my work but I feel more in control. Emotionally, I feel lighter. I feel older. Grown. Much more mature than I was last year. And one thing I'm noticing about myself now that I am aware of these differences: I don't have much to say, anymore.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Mindless drivvle.
I can't wait til it cools down. It's hot and the heat makes me tired. Also, I want to go camping and I don't like camping in the summer because it's too hot.
My birthday is next month. It's my 21st. I don't have anything planned and I probably won't make any. I've never placed much importance on birthdays.
Issues with school administration is consuming my life, these days. Everything else is falling to the way side and it's making me grumpy. I guess that's it.
My birthday is next month. It's my 21st. I don't have anything planned and I probably won't make any. I've never placed much importance on birthdays.
Issues with school administration is consuming my life, these days. Everything else is falling to the way side and it's making me grumpy. I guess that's it.
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