Nothing new.

Nothing really to say, All I did was sleep these past few days, honestly. I did hear a really funny joke though.

What did the pedophile say after getting out of jail?

"I feel like a kid again!"

Lol, yeah, kidna corney but hey, I'm in that kinda mood. Like I said, nothin' new here, so uh... talk to you when there is something more... exciting to write about. :P

Your Mournful Mistress,
Lady Bored-a-lot

A rather unlucky Friday the 13th so far.

Well, lets see, compared to my last Fri 13, this one sucks. I haven't seen my boyfriend in two weeks, I haven't seen Harry Potter and the OotP yet, I am unable to preorder the 7th (and final!) HP novel, so I'll probably have to wait months to get my hands on a copy once it comes out. My back is killing the shit out of me, and I really, really am in bad need of a new york slice (pizza) right now, and duh, I'm in california. *makes sour face* Last Friday 13th was awesome, my friend Ronnie and I broke a mirror into a thousand shards together, and I generally clowned around with my friends. Was hella fun. On the other hand, my stomach is feeling flat and tight, which means my stomach must be building muscle, somehow (I've been sitting on my ass and sleeping, so how am i getting fit, I just don't know) and i think I'm an inch taller than i was 2 month ago, so yay (I'm growing!) The Friday the 13th before that one was in October, back when I was still living with my dad. I had a party. It was a straight fiasco. Let just say 40 niggas fighting in your front yard and the street in front of your front yard doesn't make for a very fun after party. So maybe friday is playing on-and-off with me. I have a bad friday the 13th, I have a good. Then I have another bad... and so on. Natures way of telling me that im not unlucky and im not lucky, im just average. Nice. *makes sour face* Anyway, theres a picture of me this last Halloween, to befit my dark mood and the occasion of Friday the 13th (there won't be another one any time soon) And yes, I was a vampire/pixie half breed. Shit, I'm an innovator.

Her Royal Highness,
Lady Shittyness the III

Ugh... Boredom.. .Just shoot me now..

Didn't really do much of anything today. I slept until 8:30pm (Hey! Hey, give me some credit, I went to sleep at eleven in the morning!) due to chronic talkonthephonewithyourboyfriendallnight-itis. :P I got up and watched tv and... laid on my bed talking to my boyfriend. ;) Lucky me, I have to participate in no exercise whatsoever and I still look like the shit. *strikes a pose and winks* Lol anyway... Yah. Don't even know why I'm writing a blog... I'm bored I guess. TTFN!

M-to-the-I-to-the-CH-ELLY! *laughs ridiculously*

What's wrong with fathers this century?

This background on my relationship with my dad? Let just say thats a much too long a story. To put it in a nutshell? I thought life with daddy would be better than life with mommy because daddy had money and let me do what i wanted and didn't fret over an hour at the mall and I moved. The first half of my first year in high school sucked ass. Lets just say I was in school from August until February, but my teachers didn't see me from September until After christmas break in December. Let's say I spent my nights and days in the backseat of a Cadillac with my stepbrother and three friends, cruising malls and paintballing people's cars. Lets say I snuck out of the house and cruised around drinking Smirnoff far too many times for someone my age. Lets just say my grades plummeted, and I used to be a straight-A student. Lets also say that as soon as daddy dearest found out, my life was a living hell, from assumptions to room trashings to beatings to door knobs being unscrewed from doors. And lets continue to say that my relationship with him will never be the same. Lets fast forward to July, where I am back with mommy, happy and stable and making good grades and making every day of school except for those horrid migraine let-offs. Lets imagine me with my wonderful friends, my lovely boyfriend, my amazing multi-racial school, whereas before my friends back stabbed me, my boyfriend tried to killed me, and my school had 2,000 students and 1,985 of them where black, and if you had anything in you other than black you were shit. Lets assume I'm much happier, except for the fact that my mother is struggling her ass off and my dad doesn't want to call, let alone pay child support. Lets also say that he goes on international ski trips and vacations at least once or twice a year. Lets also say that he goes to expensive dinners out with his boyfriend (yes, his BOYfriend) and goes out clubbing every thursday. He lives a very leisurely life, with several properties (hes in real estate investments) and we are struggling to get grocerys' at the moment. Thats sad and depressing. My mom is only just now getting the law involved, and he hasn't paid child support a day of my life. Those pictures above are pictures of me before, alienated in an ignorant world where if you dress punk you must be a satanist and be involved in some sort of cult, and above them is a picture of me now. See a difference? I do.

A Boring yet Romantic Summer so far

Hey, I'm Ashley Michelle. Everyone calls me Michelle, or Chelle, Shelly, ect. :P I'm fourteen years old, my birthday is the 28th of December. I'm a country girl, born in Atlanta, Georgia, but my heart lies in the big cities. I'm starting to get to the point where I like to live in the suburbs close to a city. I really hate not having any distractions around. I'm currently living in Madera, California, which isn't too far away from Fresno, which is a nicely sized mini-city, but when you're fourteen and without a license and all you're friends who are of legal driving age either don't have a license, don't have a car, or are too busy to be driving around fourteen year olds, you're kinda screwed in the entertainment department. (geez that was a long sentence) I'm an artist at heart, i love anything and everything artistic. I am a painter, I am learning to draw, I write music and I play guitar and piano (to a point, I'm still learning.) I love crafts, I'm learning to crochet and i do scrapbooking from time to time. I'm a punk (yeah thats right...) I dress in a mixture of goth/punk/earthy type styles. I listen to mostly rock and punk music, alternative and such, but I'll listen to anything as long as it isn't some kinds of rap and disco... just certain things. I have a huge passion for techno (i love to dance when no one is looking). I go to a great high school, and I've been living in California since the end of February. I'm entering my Sophmore year. I have wonderful friends, foremost amongst them probably Sarah, Kim, Whitney... You guys know who you are, and I love you all! :D Then there's David....
Beautiful, wonderful David. The true love of my life. Yes, I know that seems a strange thing for a fourteen year old with everything ahead of her to say but... I cannot see myself with anyone but him. I truly love him, he is such a completion to my life and my world. We are true counter parts to each other. *smiles* Well, that about wraps it up in the immediate department. I'm just a bored high school teen who is suffering in this anguishable heat and waiting for school to get here. I miss the daily distractions of friends and school, truly, and my school is so awesome it actually makes you miss the classes. I can't wait until August. :D