Sunday, July 8, 2007

OHHH...another quote
"If you could only see the way she loves me than maybe you would understand why i feel this way about her and what i must do. If you could only see."-"if you could only see" by....i dunno i think its Tonic but i'm not sure....but hey you have the title!
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So many faces, so few words, so little to say
So i actually slept you guys!! (for those of you who don't know i can hardly ever sleep now. last week i went without sleep for four days before practically passing out from exaustion) So yeah! i feel energized and ready to go! (but now i won't sleep tonight. i can feel it) But other than that i've been writing like crazy. I put milo and sophi on hold though cause i had this scary dream about vampires that hasn't worn off yet and its hard to write about them now. But i will try!!! I finished outlining the rest of the story though. And the book about me is going well. Now i'm on a chapter about all the funny things that happened in freshman year...lets just say there are many. And the semi lat thing i kinda wanted to say is that even though i am trying to find my way in so many things (religion, family, boys, SLEEP, and friends....writing too) I will continue to try my damndest to become someone that others will be inspired by, like my best pals em, sophi, roxie, and abby are to me. I will TRY not to cuss so much. And finally i want to be the person someone can proudly introduce to another and say,"this is my girlfriend ashaliegh." so yeah...lots of work. I just hope i can do it without caving under the pressure like i always do. And i shall leave you with my ever infamous quotes.

"what a shame we all became such fragile broken things, a memory remains just a tiny spark, i give it all my oxygen, to let the flames begin"
-paramore "let the flames begin"...there not actually talking about flames...can you guess what they are saying?
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Saturday, July 7, 2007

I now understand
I sat here staring at the words that made no sense. I searched for any meaning they could have. At first i thought it was about me then i read it again and then again. It then hit me like a ton of bricks. Its not me. but am i helpless? Must i sit and say nothing? I can't do that. it's not me. I can't hide myself and what i think. So what if i'm wrong? Saying what is on my mind is the only TRUE thing that matters. Now i understand. I can be sad all i want but as long as i do what i need to and say how i feel, i may get better. And with hope i can find my solace. In writing i will find my grief. In understanding i will find meaning. But yet i remain truly, and utterly in sadness. Maybe time can relieve me of my sorrows. Who knows? Until then i will stare at the sky and dream of something more.
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A song that means so much...and i wrote it for...you!
I said what about my problems?
What about my issues?
Something so terrible
But is it wrong to miss you?

Woah
its terrible
woah
its frightening
Better do something quick
before i start crying

Better take my first steps
But theres one problem
My life is a battlefield of mishaps
And i cant solve them

Woah
Is that a fact?
Woah
So wrong
Woah
Bring me back
Woah
So long

Can't i just say whats on my mind?
How can i change with so little time?
I took that step and tripped
Fell on my face
I feel so unreasonable
So misplaced

Woah
Better get up
Woah
Don't stop trying
I'll show you who i am
Better yet through writing

Woah, its not that bad
Woah, i'm changing
Woah, look at me
Woah, just say it
Just say it

*and so there it is. take my meaning in however you like! but i totally am going to ACTUALLY write this for my guitar and play and sing!!! excitement!! Hawaii next week ya'll! Everybody surfin now!!!! ...yeah...can't wait.
love you all
Ashaliegh
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Friday, July 6, 2007

Those who know do not speak. Those who speak do not know-confucious

just strut your stuff and act like nothings gonna change
but don't confuse me with the rest cause your the one to blame
I'm not meaning to brag, no my intentions are different
Better than you, better than this, your so insignificant
-Ashaliegh (and yes i can actually write...shocker i actually have a talent....go figure)

and finally i shall leave you with paramore
"Second chances they don't ever matter. People never change..."
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Tuesday, July 3, 2007

We are broken...Paramore, my new fave song
I am outside
And I've been waiting for the sun
With my wide eyes
I've seen worlds that don't belong
My mouth is dry
With words I cannot verbalize
Tell me why we live like this

Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me

Yeah
'Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And oh, the promise we adored
Give us life again
'Cause we just wanna be whole

Lock the doors
'Cause I like to capture this voice
It came to me tonight
So everyone will have a choice
And under red lights
I'll show myself it wasn't forged
We're at war
We live like this

Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me

'Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And oh, the promise we adored
Give us life again
'Cause we just wanna be whole

Tower over me
Tower over me

And I'll take the truth at any cost

'Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And oh, the promise we adored
Give us life again
'Cause we just wanna be whole


So lets see...it is my moms bday today and i baked her a marble cake with milk chocolate whipped frosting and lots of cherries...she flipped! It looks really tasty...so we're going out to dinner and i'm excited. I went to the mall yesterday (depsite the gang shoot out on monday) I found a new bathing suit...can you say skulls and plaid? YES!!!! I got a new polka dot shirt and this star jacket thing. I got the new paramore cd and it rocks oh so much!!!! i am very happy. i've been writing so much lately so its taken most of my time. I am getting exicited for Hawaii!!! One week of chill outness!!! well...not much else...oh yeah! someone pm me please!!!! or comment at least...*cough* em *cough*. So in the words of paramore.."Don't look up just let them think theres no place else you'd rather be..."
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Friday, June 29, 2007

Part #3 enjoy...please comment
“Nice to meet you, Sophi. Do you mind if my family and I follow you to the cafeteria? We don’t exactly know the lay of the land yet.” He smiled and showed his bright, white teeth. I nearly melted at the sight of such beauty.
“Your family?” I asked as he directed to the six standing obnoxiously close behind him. Although I could have sworn I only saw five earlier. “Oh, how rude of me. This is Edmund Blaine, Zachariah Adam, Abigail Violet, Isabella Rosaline, Genevieve Alice, and Brendan Michael Abbott.” He announced their names in such a formal manner that belonged in eighteenth century England. I was speechless (as usual) but more so because I had forgot everyone’s name by the time he had finished. “And I am Milo Vincent Abbott.” He said his name in full even though I knew his first already. After the very uncomfortable and formal intro I felt inclined to do the same. “Well Milo Vincent Abbott, I am Sophia Lorelei Sarah Emma Larson.” I blushed at the fact that they all noticed I had an extremely long name. Yet again I felt an explanation was needed but, I never opened my mouth to speak. Instead Milo grabbed to edge of my sleeve and with his velvet voice practically sang, “Shall we go then?” I was hooked and very, very dizzy.
“I…I…don’t exactly eat in the cafeteria. It’s a little too crowded and smells awful. I eat in Senior Park. There are a lot of trees and benches. It’s really pretty, especially in autumn.” I still kept my eyes on my feet. My voice felt muffled from being directed at the floor. The six were following us but if I hadn’t looked back I would never have been able to tell. They walked in such silence and grace; again it was as if they were not there. As I looked back, I noticed all of them were so beautiful and yet none of them looked at all related. The black haired female, who I was pretty certain was Abigail, smiled. I noticed she had violet eyes…no wonder her middle name was Violet. In fact they all had such strange eye color. It was so fascinating…but so inhuman. We walked in silence to Senior Park until I heard a deep chuckle from Milo.
“Are you even a senior yet, Sophi?” He asked. This time I looked up and met his gorgeous emerald eyes. I stopped breathing. I noticed everyone except Abigail and, who I was almost sure was Edmund, were smiling. The rest carried this almost furious, disapproving look on their faces. I looked away immediately. Milo was still focused on me, the short, brown haired and brown eyed girl who looked absolutely, one hundred percent ordinary. So much in fact it was almost painful to think about. I decided to answer Milo’s question to see if it would calm my now racing heart. “I’m a junior. And all of you are…?” I left the ending open for his response. “I, as well as Abigail, Brendan, and Genevieve, are juniors. Edmund, Isabella, and Zachariah are seniors.” He smiled once again. This time I actually felt my heart jump. He laughed playfully, almost as if he had heard my flamboyant heart. I wondered why such a beautiful new boy would notice me (and take me captive practically). But something lurked beneath this family. Not the odd names or the fact none of them looked alike in any way. It was something else. Something deeper.

Yeah...there is still more...alot more
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Wednesday, June 27, 2007

A sort of, kind of encounter ...pt. 2 of Magnolia
Tobin blathered on about the biology of the animal cell, it did not hold my attention. Luckily the bell came swift and loud to signal the end of the "meaningful" class and ushered in lunch. The six new students left their tables so quick it was as if they had never existed. I got up, tired from the same old boring routine i had grow acustomed to and rushed to my locker. I stuck my ipod in my ears and turned on the loudest rock song i could find, i tended to ignore lyrics now because they all gave the same message in one way or another. Instead i listened to the instrumentals, memorizing the chords and melodies until i could practically write the music on paper. But being so concentrated on the music, i tended to not pay attention to where i was walking...not that it was unusual other wise. I was midway to my small bottom locker when i ran into something cold, hard, and unmoveable. I looked up from the pink nylon floor to see i had smashed right into one of the new kids. Great first impression. "Uhhhh....Sorry," I shyly stated, not making eye contact with the stranger. "It's quite alright, " said the unfamiliar angel voice. With a voice so musical i had to look up to see the face where it had come from. I was stunned by its astonishing beauty. His face was pale, but not in the sickly way. His eyes were emerald green like actual emeralds, the color was so concentrated it took my breathe away. He had amazing black hair that, though messy, it was an organized beauty. He looked inhuman but not in the monstrous way...he was like an angel sent to baffle my thoughts and play with my heart strings. "My name is Milo. And yours would be?" His voice nearly sung the words it was that amazing. "I'm Sophia...but i prefer Sophi." I blushed, unable to gaze into his perfect face, but i was tempted to. I felt so ugly next to his astonishing looks. He was about 5'11'' so i didnt have to look to high to see his face. He wore a tan sweater (and i thought this was crazy seeing as the weather here was 109) and nice blue jeans (ones that didnt go down to his ankles like every other guy here). I was on cloud nine...my mind had been thrown into a weird dream like state but, this was only my begining.

Comment por favor!
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Sunday, June 24, 2007

Meg and Dia ---Monster (the story of my life...such an amzing band)
http://youtube.com/watch?v=BlEiNmVX82Y&mode=related&search=
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Catharsis!!! Muahahaha!!!!
Harry Potter actor changes:
neville
cho chang
doesnt it piss you off when they cant even keep the minor characters?
ps emma watson might not be hermoine in the next movie because "she wants to explore other options".
oh yeah i'm writing that book i mentioned about my life experiences..its already five chapters long and i am not changing the names of the "characters" in my life..its based on my memories and i didnt alter any details in them.
i find it is strongly opinionated and much more funny on paper. its sad but contains my wonderful, wellknown sarcasm...and includes many tangents on harry potter, em, preppies, and manny getting kicked where the sun dont shine. i mention dance and LOADS of stuff on music..its me in book written by me! it probably wont ever be published but its more for my enjoyment rather than for others...except em. she quite enjoys it.
-love ashaliegh sophia wiggens (and yes i am british)
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