tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82625841330427150522011-04-21T12:34:24.802-07:00read?ashnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10677881602570697929noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8262584133042715052.post-31742011351154383892007-04-15T19:24:00.000-07:002007-04-15T19:32:54.972-07:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;">no actually flippy isn't <em><span style="color:#cc33cc;">that</span></em> bad. i think i'm just incredibly jealous of flippy. why? god only knows. i hope flippy doesn't read this. because its <span style="color:#ff9900;">extremely</span> obvious who flippy actually is. ha. haha. </span><br /></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">oh god here i am worrying about <span style="color:#33ff33;">future</span> problems again.</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">am i annoying? thought so. i write <span style="color:#00cccc;">alot</span> when im stressed. but of course the reason im stressed is because of my writing. i want to be a journalist when i grow up. that would be nice.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8262584133042715052-3174201135115438389?l=ashner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ashnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10677881602570697929noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8262584133042715052.post-16336898744472235062007-04-15T18:24:00.000-07:002007-04-15T18:47:12.830-07:00<span style="font-size:78%;">Its 9:26. i think. i can never be so sure because my computer clock is <span style="color:#ff0000;">jack</span>. today was an <span style="color:#ff9900;">interesting</span> day. i was with my two friends sam and deanna the entire day. we did absolutely nothing. around 3 we attempted to take a walk, but it was too<span style="color:#ffff33;"> cold</span>. not cold-freezing. and i don't get cold easily. hah! its friggin <span style="color:#33ff33;">april</span> and its like snowing? wtff? this never happened before.. what if the world freezes over and we all die a horrible sudden cold death? <span style="color:#3366ff;">noo</span>. i doubt it. </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#993399;">omg</span>. i'm not one to hate anybody but i can't stand this one girl, i don't want to say her name, so lets call her "<span style="color:#33ccff;">flippy</span>". well anyway, i went out with this one kid. i liked him alot, he was pretty cute and funny. nothing out of the ordinary-but i <span style="color:#33ff33;">liked </span>him. everything was fine until flippy came along. see, i didnt do anything to flippy, because i don't like to start stuff-i hate <span style="color:#ffff00;">drama</span>. but flippy? noooooo. she <span style="color:#ff9900;">IS</span> drama and starts everything. well flippy and the kid i dated seemed like they liked eachother. i'm not being paranoid this time. <span style="color:#ff0000;">flippy</span> was all over him. so one day, me and flippy got into an argument that she started over IM. she hated me for no reason and kept saying i was getting big with her and that i betta step or shes going to kick my <span style="color:#ff9900;">ass</span>. um, okay flippy. well, a few days after me and flippy got into this<span style="color:#ffff00;"> pointless</span> argument, i told my boyfriend to come down to the <span style="color:#33ff33;">park</span>. he comes down with flippy and her crew. nice going BOYFRIEND. i tried to run away before they could see me, but i ended up looking like a real <span style="color:#00cccc;">asshole</span>. it was my boyfriends <span style="color:#cc33cc;">birthday</span>, by the way. yeah well he came down with flippy and her fantastic friends-it was really awkward so i didnt say anything. i just stood there, like a big idiot. normally i would have hugged him or something and had wished him a happy birthday-but FLIPPY! flippy put this curse on me that stopped me from doing anything!</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">10 minutes afterward <span style="color:#ff9900;">BOYFRIEND</span> dumped me.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">no, flippy dumped me for him.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">i found out<span style="color:#33ff33;"> 3</span> weeks afterward that BOYFRIEND didn't say anything about dumping me and that FLIPPY made the whole thing up.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">but me and BOYFRIEND were officially broken up. i havent really talked to him since.</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">everybody thinks flippy is so great. i think shes ugly. </span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">now do you see why i<span style="color:#cc33cc;"> hate</span> flippy?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8262584133042715052-1633689874447223506?l=ashner.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>ashnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10677881602570697929noreply@blogger.com0