<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:48:41.969-05:00</updated><title type='text'>YADAMNGAWFKID</title><subtitle type='html'>Say what?!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-4575005190102094722</id><published>2008-07-28T00:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T00:37:37.819-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And The Droning Engine Throbs In Time With Your Beating Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Why is it that my days always go to hell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never fucking fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started out fabulously. Jaime woke me up to go to Dorney, and it was so much fun. Voodoo is THE SICKEST ride ever, so I suggest you ride it. Forreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like, just now I was talking to Randy. And I had wanted to see him tomorrow, but, of course, he has work and football and a thousand other things to do. He's still gonna come over, tomorrow night, but it's always the same thing; he comes here, falls right to sleep and then wakes up at the crack of dawn to go to work.  And if it isn't that, he's in a rush to go somewhere else - like work, or football. I know it's what he has to do, and I appreciate all the time I DO get to spend with him, but... I just want my turn. I want a turn with happy, calm, relaxed Randy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'll just have to suck it up and realize it's never gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Now playing: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/deftones/track/the+chauffeur" title="'Deftones - The Chauffeur' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Deftones - The Chauffeur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-4575005190102094722?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/4575005190102094722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=4575005190102094722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/4575005190102094722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/4575005190102094722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-droning-engine-throbs-in-time-with.html' title='And The Droning Engine Throbs In Time With Your Beating Heart'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-5871696861013373760</id><published>2008-07-26T14:29:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:44:36.215-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch Me Unravel, I'll Soon Be Naked</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;See? I've already failed the daily blog. After one day. I am the definition of pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eli is my new best friend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm... last night I went to the carnival. Kaleigh came home with me and it was a FANTASTIC time. We expressed our hatred and creativity all in one with this beautiful work of art right here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TxFULyaHujI/SIt9rzJ9Q-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mYSJehWtPXw/s1600-h/kaleigh+yeahhh.BMP"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 121px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TxFULyaHujI/SIt9rzJ9Q-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mYSJehWtPXw/s320/kaleigh+yeahhh.BMP" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227409983913411554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyway. This morning we were awoken by Jaime asking us to go to Canada. So yay. We mig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ht go to Canada sometime within the next few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now I'm just waiting for something to happen so me and Jaim can hang out and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;go to the carnival... again. Yay. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/limp+bizkit/track/break+stuff" title="'Limp Bizkit - Break Stuff' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Limp Bizkit - Break Stuff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-5871696861013373760?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/5871696861013373760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=5871696861013373760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/5871696861013373760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/5871696861013373760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/watch-me-unravel-ill-soon-be-naked.html' title='Watch Me Unravel, I&apos;ll Soon Be Naked'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TxFULyaHujI/SIt9rzJ9Q-I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/mYSJehWtPXw/s72-c/kaleigh+yeahhh.BMP' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-6088627411801321520</id><published>2008-07-25T01:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T02:06:21.133-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Close My Eyes, Let The Whole Thing Pass Me By</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It's been over a year since I've used this blog, wow. Well, Stephen got one, so I decided to use mine again. What could it hurt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Well. Since my last post, I've gone into remission, and have hair again. Yay. I also have an amazing boyfriend, Randy. He is my world. I love him more than anything, really. Just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make this a daily blog. Doubt it'll work because I can never keep up these kinds of things. But hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today overall kinda sucked. I don't do anything, like, ever. I felt like absolute shit. Not physically, but mentally. I was just drained. I didn't even want to THINK about leaving my room. It just... sucked. Randy was kinda able to talk me out of it, he can always make me feel better. [I give him so much credit for being able to put up with my shit. Honestly.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think I may have PTSD. Apparently, it's very common amongst young adults with cancer. And it would totally explain my crazy mood swings, constant self-loathing and anxiety of doing anything remotely fun and/or social.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/trapt/track/echo" title="'Trapt - Echo' - open on FoxyTunes Planet"&gt;Trapt - Echo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-style: italic; font-size: 10px;"&gt;via &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/" title="FoxyTunes - Web of music at your fingertips"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-6088627411801321520?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/6088627411801321520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=6088627411801321520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/6088627411801321520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/6088627411801321520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2008/07/close-my-eyes-let-whole-thing-pass-me.html' title='Close My Eyes, Let The Whole Thing Pass Me By'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-3918293911826265670</id><published>2007-06-02T12:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T12:36:02.285-05:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Months And Counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, those headaches from my last blog? They turned out to be cancer. AML[eukemia] to be exact. So since then, I've spent almost all that time in a hospital. Nothing interesting really. Chemo, doctor errors and lots of morphine to sum it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;POTC3 came out a week ago. I've seen it 3 times. Whoop whoop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm making my way to San Francisco in October. I gotta plan everything out. Thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-3918293911826265670?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/3918293911826265670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=3918293911826265670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/3918293911826265670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/3918293911826265670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2007/06/6-months-and-counting.html' title='6 Months And Counting...'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-116391135188714861</id><published>2006-11-18T23:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:48:10.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Red Corvette</title><content type='html'>So. Headaches, headaches, headaches. I'm about to go CRAZY. Luckily though, I'm going to the doctor on Wednesday; then I'm getting a CAT scan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last blog, we've gone to the Albany show. Actually, the "WE" almost didn't. It started out great; Jaime, Kaleigh and myself got to the hotel around noonish, and we ran around doing our normal stupid shit. And we couldn't get the sauna to steam, WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so, we planned on leaving at 6, since the doors opened at 7. 5:00 comes, and Kevin calls. I figured that meant he was almost here. Well, he was. But he had to turn around. WHAT THE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl that he and Taylor brought down, Natasha, didn't have permission to come. So her parents called and threatened to charge Kevin with kidnapping if he didn't turn around right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, after lots of bargaining and arguing, we finally have a deal. Kevin's car miraculously broke down - AGAIN - so there was no way he'd get back to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, the show was absolutely AMAZING- they played 6 To 8! Even though I was pretty much passing out the whole time- hey, it's alright, I had Taylor holding me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to see Nick again, which was awesome. We met a few people, but not as memorable as Rochester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2484/3242/200/Tetris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We were laying down on the sidewalk behind the venue, and some girl was like, "Oh you guys look so cute! Can I take a picture?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, on a somewhat related note, I'm trying to get myself to Canada for Christmas. Anyone wanna help me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFI mystery is back. It's crazy stupid. But hey, it keeps us busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-116391135188714861?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/116391135188714861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=116391135188714861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/116391135188714861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/116391135188714861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-red-corvette.html' title='Little Red Corvette'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-116234367169214737</id><published>2006-10-31T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T20:17:42.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Best weekend ever? I'd say so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Okay, one of them. The only thing that ties with it was Bamboozle where I met Kevin and Kayla, and saw my first AFI show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Which brings me to the important part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rochester over the weekend. Not only did I see what I believe was the best AFI show I've experienced yet, I got to meet the band. It was beyond amazing. The boys were SOO nice to us, and it was something that I don't think anything will ever be able to compare to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;We almost didn't make it though; first Kevin and Kayla got pulled over in Binghamton because their windows were tinted. Luckily, the officer liked AFI, so he let them off. So we were an hour late leaving, and then there was an accident on the highway. But we made it eventually. Afterwards, Kevin's car battery died, but hey- we'd got the most important part finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was wonderful to meet so many DF'ers- Nick, Emily, Christine and many others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't wait for next weekend- going to Albany. We'll see how it turns out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-116234367169214737?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/116234367169214737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=116234367169214737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/116234367169214737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/116234367169214737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/10/best-weekend-ever-id-say-so.html' title='Best weekend ever? I&apos;d say so.'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-115432525768094064</id><published>2006-07-31T00:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T02:00:23.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>If only pure sweetness was offerred...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It's been a while. Since the last time I've posted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STD's demo finally came out! It's totally amzing. You can check them out &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/settodetonate"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 15. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also joined Despair Faction! I feel almost complete now. All I gotta do is meet AFI [and Smith] and I will be able to die happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard started again. We think we may become a football band. Which is cool. Because that means much less practice and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jade posted a blog, and I was in the top 10 comments. Woo, go me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Black Sails In The Sunset for my birthday. I've fallen in love with it. I'm still an AoD person though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnival! I went like everyday to the one in Tannersville and Mt Pocono. It was great. I made lots of mew friends- Aaron, Geo, John, Andrew, and other people. Plus I saw like everyone in Mt Pocono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-115432525768094064?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/115432525768094064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=115432525768094064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115432525768094064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115432525768094064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-only-pure-sweetness-was-offerred_31.html' title='If only pure sweetness was offerred...'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-115302964431947389</id><published>2006-07-16T00:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T01:01:24.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;So these past few days have been kinda crazy. Let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I went to Jaime's house and stayed there like forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last night John came over and brought goods, haha. He had like 3 or 4 different bottles filled with vodka. It was a good time. Except I had a killer headache in the morning. It finally went away though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today we hung out with Katie, Cat and STD. It was mostly me, Jaime, Kaleigh, Katie and Timmy though. But it was awesome because we got to hear them play. We were kind of their first audience, since they told us they'd only ever played in front of like maybe 2 or 3 other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hopefully they'll get their demo out. And they're performing their first show at the Sherman! Sooo excited for them. It's gonna be a great time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-115302964431947389?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/115302964431947389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=115302964431947389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115302964431947389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115302964431947389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-week.html' title='What a week.'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-115213305716280446</id><published>2006-07-05T15:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:57:37.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'>32 and you're flipping burgers?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I can't wait for that movie to come out. Clerks is the shit yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I was just offered a free Zwinky. What the hell is a Zwinky?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway.  Guard in... half an hour. I'm really not up for it right now. Shoot me. Please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Jaime's coming over tomorrow. Yay Jaim! Then everyone is going to the mall on Friday to see Pirates of the Caribbean. Score.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I might get a job at Napoli pizza. I like going there to eat, but the people kinda scare me... I can't understand them. But oh well, it's money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I guess that's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-115213305716280446?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/115213305716280446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=115213305716280446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115213305716280446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115213305716280446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/07/32-and-youre-flipping-burgers.html' title='32 and you&apos;re flipping burgers?'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-115190130310285140</id><published>2006-07-02T23:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T23:35:03.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the end of the sweet sugar candyman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Indeed. I'm currently rocking out to Aqua. And not doing laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Anyway. Still totally bored. I'm hopefully going back to Jaime's on Thursday. And we're definitly going to the mall on Friday. POTC II yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Uh... that's all for now I suppose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-115190130310285140?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/115190130310285140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=115190130310285140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115190130310285140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115190130310285140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-is-end-of-sweet-sugar-candyman.html' title='This is the end of the sweet sugar candyman'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-115163871353578963</id><published>2006-06-29T22:13:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:38:33.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends are overrated. Wednesday's where its at.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I had the most AMAZING day yesterday. It all started in the morning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The mall was closed. Then my parents were about to kill each other in the traffic. I was hella pissed. We got home and me and mom started fighting like crazy. So I left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;My original plan was to go to Tyler's house, but he was busy. So I called Jaim to see what she was doing. I went back to the house because I knew my dad had to go back out and I heard my mom on phone. [I found out I'm going to boot camp- dunno when though.] I asked my dad to take me somewhere, but mom freaked out and was all, 'NO NO NO.' So I left. Again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I took the bus down to Jaime's house, [and I saw my dad in town- ironic?] and it took FOREVER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I got there and walked up Fish Hill, and then found Jaim and Kaleigh. And I had to walk back down. Which is a pain in the ass because it was hot as balls out. We met Guillermo on his hog and we went to Alfredo's. Good time. On the way back we met these two guys [Kevin and I don't remember the other guy's name] and we all sat in the middle of the road for like an hour. Then Guillermo had to go to a show because he's a buttface. After he left, there were these people who drove past us and just stopped in the road where we were and were asking us all these question. Needless to say, it was weird, so we left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;FAST FOWARD A FEW HOURS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Me and Kaleigh found out Guillermo didn't go to said show. He went cruisin' with his mom. So he came up to Jaime- wait, no, SHAWN'S- house and we chilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ANOTHER FEW HOURS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's around midnight, and Jaime's on the phone when Shawn calls. We decide we're gonna go meet him. [Keep in mind curfew down there is 11.] So we're walking down to the bottom of Fish Hill [about 1.5 miles], and everytime we see a car, we run into the woods. I stepped in a puddle and was pissed because my shoes got wet. [Oh, if I knew what were to come...] We get to the bottom, and Shawn hadn't left yet. So we go to Tannersville Inn instead. He's still not there, and we get bored, so we tell him to meet us at the bank. Well, on the way to the bank, a cop car passes us. We freak out, but nothing happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We finally meet Shawn at the bank, and he brings his friend with him. Jaime's about to die of thirst, so we go to Mr Z's. The doors are open and everything, but this damn lady yells at us that they're closed. So Kaleigh gets pissed and curses her out on our way out the door. BAD IDEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We're back to chillin in the street, and we keep seeing cars. Well... a search car comes and sees us. So we all dart away [and brilliant me falls on my face] and decide to go home. [At this point, it's about 3:30.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So me, Jaime, Kaleigh and Guillermo start walking back up Fish Hill and see a car. And it's a police car. We bolt into the woods, and run like fuck. They disappear, but we couldn't take chance, so we walked in the woods a bit. We see them again, and we have to jump into this ditch thing that was full of rocks, and poor Kaleigh tripped and half her foot fell off. [Not really.] But this time the car just sits there. And for a while too. Then, as if things weren't complicated enough... it starts to rain. And it wasn't just rain, it was a downpour. The lightning was so bright, we could all see each other. And we were stuck sitting in the ditch until the car left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;After what seemed like forever, but was probably less than 10 minutes, it leaves. We leave again, and start walking on the road. And we run into the woods eveytime a car comes. There were a few brilliant moments in this, however- we all [except Guillermo] ran face-first into trees, and one time I was trying to jump over what I thought was a patch of tall grass and ferns, but was really a rock wall, I tripped, smacked my face into the rocks, feet went up in the air and just rolled down. It was fun though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We finally made it home, and we got in around 4:15ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;We were absolutely soaked. We were sore and tired. And we had escaped the po-po.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I can honestly say, I've never had so much fun. And I wouldn't want to have done it with anyone other than these people. &lt;333&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-115163871353578963?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/115163871353578963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=115163871353578963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115163871353578963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115163871353578963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/06/weekends-are-overrated-wednesdays_29.html' title='Weekends are overrated. Wednesday&apos;s where its at.'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-115139829682004202</id><published>2006-06-27T03:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T03:51:36.830-05:00</updated><title type='text'>4:46AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm bored. And a little tired. But right now I'm playing hangman with Courtney and Unsay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... nothing interesting today. I had to talk to a priest. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell is TRL on? Confuzzling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... I think I'm done now. Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-115139829682004202?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/115139829682004202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=115139829682004202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115139829682004202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115139829682004202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/06/446am.html' title='4:46AM'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30272406.post-115130767450165593</id><published>2006-06-26T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T02:41:14.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Roseland</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Okay, so this is my first blog. I gave in and got one. And I have a wonderful topic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6-23 was the AFI show at Roseland Ballroom. And I must say, it was AMAZING! The performance was incredible, as was the setlist. I could've died when they sang Despair Factor. We also sang Happy Birthday to Smith! Yay Smith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Some things sucked though. I was knocked over twice and was almost crushed during Dillenger, I was dropped three times while crowd-surfing, and I recieved a lovely roundhouse kick to the stomach. I lost my favorite hat, my shirt that I wanted to give them, and my camera. Plus, I didn't get to meet them. I suppose there's always next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30272406-115130767450165593?l=iadmiretheway.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/feeds/115130767450165593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30272406&amp;postID=115130767450165593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115130767450165593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30272406/posts/default/115130767450165593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iadmiretheway.blogspot.com/2006/06/roseland.html' title='Roseland'/><author><name>Ashling</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04852472726562476672</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://myspace-274.vo.llnwd.net/00645/47/23/645523274_l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
