Fuzz

Somehow I can never think of all the interesting things I wanted to put on my blog once I actually get to writing a post. I'm going to pick my brain and type out whatever happens to float across it...

It's my new goal to eat mola mola. It's the heaviest known bony fish in the world. I'm not sure if there are any unbony fish, but this is the heaviest one with bones. Google it.

Today it is very foggy outside. I love to run around in the fog on the soft wet grass with barefeet. It's a lovely morning for that. Too bad I'm in school :P

We're having a fiesta today in Spanish. I accidentally left my corn muffins at home, so Daddy is bringing them to school on his way to work.

I don't like the feeling of rejection. It's especially bad 4 times over. Emory, UVA, Stanford, Northwestern...

Bell. Later alligator.

Today

School is the only place I ever feel bored. And I never feel bored even then because there's always a friend or the internet to distract me. But today... today I'm just taunting my pal August and my computer isn't next to Nicolette because we're in the library for AP Lit. so I don't really know what to do.

It always feels weird to write something creative or personal when you're in a public place. It feels like someone might be reading over your shoulder. Or at least, that's how I feel.

I am told a certain spiky green fruit known as the Durian fruit smells like rotting flesh and tastes like tapioca flavored with onion. Some guy once called it the "King of Fruits."

Saved by the bell. Later.

7 Years

I broke a mirror last night. I hope this doesn't affect my chances of getting into Princeton.

Things That Make Me Smile

Praise for Footnotes of My Life:

"Your blog very interesting."
- ARISTIONO NUGROHO (taken from his comment on one of my posts)

There are no typos in that quote. :)

Yearbook Migraine

I am sitting in yearbook class again. It is 10:15 a.m., five minutes before the end of the awful terrible dreadful class.


No one listens to anyone else, we waste time talking about things that could be settled in five seconds, and we get screamed at because the same things still aren't done.

WHY???

I don't know.

Here's a picture of a gigantic drain that scares the poo out of me. It looks Phtoshopped, but it's real. Look it up.

Lake Berryessa Glory Hole.

Fiend-Machine

A few days ago I hooked up my computer to my printer so that I could print off a college application. If we had had a conversation about the situation that followed, it would have been a lot like this:

Printer: Excuse me, but my paper output tray is closed.
Me: Oh, I'm sorry. Let me get that for you. [Opens front of printer and presses "Resume" button.] All better.
Printer: ... my paper output tray is closed.
Me: Nah, I just fixed it. It's okay. Go ahead.
Printer: But you didn't open my paper output tray.
Me: Um... yeah. I did.
Printer: Haha, very funny. You think you can get me to print without opening my paper output try.
Me: Sure. That's right. You totally got me. [opens and closes paper output tray several times, leaving it to rest completely open.]
Printer: So when are you going to close my paper output tray?
Me: Oh. My. Goodness. Look here buddy, your paper output tray is freaking OPEN.
Printer: I'm getting tired of this. Would you just open the stupid tray?
Me: Don't you use that tone with me! You're a printer! And a dysfunctional one at that!
Printer: Don't you call me dysfunctional. Your face is dysfunctional.
Me: YOUR PAPER OUTPUT TRAY IS OPEN.
Printer: Are you blind? No, it isn't.
Me: [breaks down into sobs] Please, please... please print.
Printer: [gentle, soothing printer voice] Okay. No need to get so upset. I'll print for you.
Me: Really? [wipes a tears]
Printer: Yes, of course. That is my function after all. I'm a printer.
[Ashley and the Printer share a tension-easing laugh]
Printer: Just open my paper output tray.

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Needless to say, I wasn't able to print my application. And the Mr. Open-My-Tray is still out of commission. I hope there's a special place in hell for dead technology.

Weekend Before Christmas (Yessssss)

So here I am, just chillin on the couch and listening to Kesha because Nicolette is addicted to "Tik Tok" and plays it all the time. I wish I wrote on my blog more. It's a little sad I suppose.

Plus this post is going to be almost nothing since dinner is ready. I guess what I wanted to say is that I finished on my online college class yesterday with my final exam. Also, we've got 14 inches of snow here and it's incredibly beautiful. Everything is covered in white. The suburbs are much more appealing this way.

Later.