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| Life Eh?Wow, I couldn't remember what button to hit in order to add a new post. It's been that long. I feel inspired to write today, to connect with the very small group of people that actually read this. I miss you all, more at this moment than I have for quite a while.
So I'm experiencing life in all of its varying forms. I've seen beauty, love, fear, pain. All of it.
Beauty. It seems to be quite the trend as of late to go off and get pregnant. Babies everywhere I tell you. One friend is about to become an aunt to two new little ones and another friend is getting ready to become a first time aunt. What is more beautiful that the miracle of reproduction? Well, the actual birthing process is probably rather messy, but the joy that it can bring to lives of the new parents and families. Well, that is beautiful.
Love. My sister is getting married people. My sister. And guess what! There's no catch. She is binding herself for all of eternity to one of the coolest people I have ever met. I'm so excited for her. I want to apologize for being so whiney about all of the weddings been in and I also want to thank all of the people that love me enough to want me to be a part of that moment in their lives. No more complaining, just thanking. I've also been able to experience love in my own life. It's amazing and I wouldn't want to go without it again.
Fear. I think I've finally overcome it. I have been scared out of my mind for the past few months of being in this new place and attending this new school. I've been afraid of failing myself, my family, my new professors. I am figuring things out slowly, but it is a tedious process. I'm beginning to let my fear be the motivator that it should have been from day one. I'm going to do better.
Pain. Ah yes, pain. I now know what it feels like and I think I'm going to be a better person for it. I'll never understand the cause, but I understand that it can be a necessary evil. A wake up call perhaps? It changes you, it flavors your outlook on life. The way you trust, love, breathe and live.
I'm finally living. It's beautiful and it's terrifying.
~Ashley
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| Update
It's been a while, and for that I apologize. Who am I kidding, you people don't read this stuff anyways. (I'm hoping that will encourage a few pleasant or not so pleasant comments.)
I am finally the owner/temporary owner of a cat. I am watching a friend's Tonkinese cat named Cuckoo. He's very cuddly, which isn't doing great things for my allergies. I sneeze, wheeze, my eyes water, and I itch a little bit. I know though, that with patience I will become immune to his furry coat. I could shave him. He is fun though. You should stop by and say hello.
I've finally finished with clinic for the semester. I accomplished this last week Tuesday. Well, I think I'm finished. My supervisor hasn't managed to update me on the status of a progress report that he's supposed to send out. He annoys me, but I'm leaving so it's ok.
I've been running a little bit as of late. My muscles are pissed at being used and have decided that their form of payback will be causing me pain when 1) Climbing stairs. 2) Sitting down. 3) Getting out of bed in the morning. 4) Bending over. Poor me.
I'm headed to Worlds of Fun this weekend and then up to Springfield, Missouri to Apartment hunt. I have to admit, I'm really not looking forward to searching for apartments. That sort of thing makes me very very nervous. The company should be decent however, so I really shouldn't be complaining.
All in all, life is good. I'm happy/content where I'm at with everything right now. I hope it lasts. 
That was rather lengthy. I'm sorry. I hope that everyone is having an eventful summer. | | |
| Don't Waste Your Time Reading This Entry
I wish I had something creative to write in this little text box, but I'm afraid that I'm fresh out of creativity.
Updates then? Yes, I think so.
1) I'm currently working with a client on articulation errors. My session on Monday wasn't pleasant. I think the poor child was bored to tears. He also smeared green marker all over his face. He informed us that this was ok because they were washable.
2) I'm on day 7 of no sweets. I've stopped developing headaches (I'm convinced that I was experiencing withdrawals) and I feel better about what I've been eating, so that's a plus I suppose.
3) I took care of a friend's gecko last week. I got to feed the little sucker live crickets. It's like watching a scene from Jurassic Park. He stalks them for a while and then attacks. I enjoy my time with Julian, I honestly do.
4) I ate lots of pizza last night. It was good.
5) I really like the smell of glue sticks. Not to get high, mind you. They just smell like candy.
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| DREDG
My most recent obsession musically as of late has been with a group that creates really amazing concept albums. I had a friend recommend them last year and I've only recently discovered how much I like them. I only own one album (El Cielo), but the subject matter hits close to home. It deals with Sleep Paralysis in its varying forms. If you haven't heard of it, I suggest you look it up. It's pretty interesting.
In other news, I've been accepted to Missouri State University. Now I have the unfortunate task of actually making a Graduate School decision. Wait, I take that back. I haven't been accepted anywhere else yet, so it's quite possible that Missouri State will be my only option in the end.
Ummm...what else, what else? My fabulous friend and former roommate, Lacey D. Heilman is trying to help me kick my insane cookie addiction. She made me an inspirational drawing of a carnip (a cross between a carrot and a turnip) with the words "Veggies Rock. Cookies give you stomach pains." underneath. I like it. Every time I look at it, I feel like I can make it through another day. Ha! I haven't even officially given them up yet.
And I will leave you with lyrics from Convalescent, a fantastic song by Dredg.
"Maybe you've never seen it, maybe you've never been through it. It's the only way to understand it. Save your clever statements, braid your severed view of it. It's the only way to understand it." | | |
| The Olympic Dream
Alright kids...I've decided that in some former life I must have been an Olympic Champion and that some day in my future, I will realize that dream yet again. Let me explain my reasoning. I hate sports! I mean, I really really despise them. Yet for some reason, when the Olympics air every two years, I can't unglue my unathletic ass from the couch long enough to even shower. (Ok, not really).
In order to be an Olympian I think that I should probably get involved in an olympic sport. Let's see....
Speed Skating?
No, I think it takes approximately 15 years for thighs to become muscular enough for this. I don't have that kind of time.
Pairs Figure Skating?
The passion! The intensity! Some dude's hand on your rear...I don't think so.
Halfpipe?
Heck yes!!! So what if I've never even been skiing before.
Short-Track Speed Skating?
I'm really good at falling down, and then maybe I could finally meet Apolo Anton Ohno and have his babies.
Alas...I fear that I must give up my Olympic Dreams. Perhaps an Olympian will walk into a Speech Clinic one day and require my services in order to become all that they can be. Then I too, can share in the glory of Olympic GREATNESS!!!
~Ash | | |
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