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[26 Jan 2006|08:38pm]
[ mood | grumpy ]

Hi guys... sorry I haven't updated, but there's really not much going on in the life of Ash, 'cept I love Craig like a starving artist loves rent. I'm starting to think there's something he's not telling me. I mean, the other day he almost called me Paige. He's just been moody. We went to this battle of the bands last week, and he barely talked or cheered at all, and when I was gone to the restroom A.K.a. making out with one of the lead guitarists in the janitor's closet he hardly even noticed.

Maybe we're not right for each other.

I love him.


2 hearts measured in tempo | sing me a song

[09 Jan 2006|04:52pm]
[ mood | torn ]

Wow. I've never felt so fantastic. Things with Craig are... amazing. But I think there's something he's not telling me... I just want to hug him and hold him forever and while I'm doing that, find out why he's into Darcy and Paige I think we're going to start playing music together again. Won't that be fantastic? Maybe he'll write a new song for me and not Darcy.

4 hearts measured in tempo | sing me a song

[07 Jan 2006|11:40pm]
[ mood | content ]


I am so, so, so happy. Okay, that sounds seriously ditzy and Manny-esque, but I am ecstatic! I never thought this would happen.

See, Craig and I were having a... *ahem* somewhat awkward conversation on AIM. And I seriously needed to tell him something, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. So he suggested we go to the park. Just to see each other again, I guess. I hadn't seen him since I stormed off to England. I knew it was over and all, and why wouldn't it be- after I acted like such an idiot- but I was really quite afraid of what I was going to do and say when I saw him again. But there he was, just sitting on a bench, exactly like I left him. So I sat next to him, and before long... somehow we were holding hands. It was then that he told me he still loved me. I was so happy, I started crying. Of course I told him that I still loved him, too. And he kissed me. And life is amazing. And we went to his house, debated ordering a pizza, and made out like there was no tomorrow, just like old times.

I love life.

But mostly I love Craig. I guess I always sorta have.


5 hearts measured in tempo | sing me a song

[02 Jan 2006|08:25pm]
[ mood | pissed off ]

Ugh. People at this school absolutely disgust me.

I had a fantastic time in England, of course. I met so many interesting and unique individuals there. Musicians and artists. People who were themselves, who weren't afraid not to follow the crowd. And I totally forgot that when I came home I would be facing a bunch of icky spineless CLONES!

I mean, seriously. When I left, I knew that Emma was going through a hard time. But she used to be the girl who held protests with me. I always thought of her as the girl who was into the causes, no matter what anyone else did. But now she's pregnant, just like every other skank in this bloody school.

Degrassi sickens me.


11 hearts measured in tempo | sing me a song

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