Thursday, March 19, 2009


QUIZ TIME. whats this?

pro       mise

give up?? the answer is....
a broken promise. HAH.

Although you may think its a bad joke, it't actually an odd transition into a broken promise of what I thought was an unspoken promise of democratic processes in student government.

Basically, there was this guy and this gal, let's call them H and M (boy that kind of gives it away. it's okay, I'm not bashing them personally; I think they are rather cool peeps) who came up with an idea that would get rid of officer positions in ASB and class, which would result in what I percieve as a turn back to a popularity contest for elections.  But, like a true American, I thought, well, at least we can talk about it so maybe H and M can change their minds in a mature and democratic way.  

Ohhh no.

So today during Leadership, H says (in a nutshell), "OKAY we will have a discussion about this, but I've already decided in my mind." 

Cue the thoughts of Ashley.

Really? You've already decided? No offense, but that kind of sounds like a five-year old saying, "Green is the best color, and I don't care what you say to try and convince me otherwise (Although, no arguement there-green is the best color)."  I really do view this as a broken promise, because I signed up for a class that was called student government, and I'm pretty sure that it was implied that the "student government" was modeled after the American government, where democracy and equality reigns supreme, and not a dictatorship.   And the funny thing is, we actually spent 45 minutes discussing this, where we, the leadership kids, tried to point out our views.  But you know what? It didn't matter, because it was already decided by people who don't even participate in elections or getting their hands dirty with all of the responsibilites that ASB/class officers go through.

Ironically, after getting pissed off, I had to be interviewed for el estoque on an article that harped on how great Leadership was.  And during the whole interview, I couldn't help but wonder about the real motive behind this drastic change.  Our class is great; why fix what's not broken?  I don't see the effectiveness of changing for the sake of change.

I'm not adamantly opposed, but I want to see the real motives and a democratic decision by those who actually have to deal with the effects of this radical change.  The Leadership class is not a group of students that only deal with crap that is thrown at them.

(Because she requested it, Alice is the best club commission lead I have ever worked with :) )

Kunalnal: i request to be placed in there as the coolest club commissioner that is not lead and is still good at nose goes

Monday, March 16, 2009


I finally got my license.  Hooray!

I find it oddly ironic that, once I get my license, I:

1. Refuse to drive by myself
2. Refuse to drive
and 3. Still think I have my permit.

Everytime my mom says, "Oh, you can just go by yourself to ______", my heart skips a beat and I see myself posing in front of a dented car and holding a through-the-roof insurance coverage  certificate. Ohhh the irony.

How do people do homework while watching tv? I can barely write a blog post with the tv on.  Maybe it's because it is, once again, the chinese channel.

Speaking of all things chinese, I went to go try on some chinese-style dresses for the SV DECA fashion show (I'm the emcee; not a model thank goodness-I think there is a height requirement for that job), and I realized that, by wearing those things, I would look EXACTLY like a waitress in a restaurant. A sign? quite possibly.  Maybe wearing a prom dress to the fashion show would look better...

Prom is in 2 weeks, and I still don't have plans for a dress, hair, makeup, or anything prom. Oh dear.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009


I realized that my favorite thing to ask people is:

"If you could eat anything edible in the world right now what would it be?"

Usually my answer is a thanksgiving dinner feast, from juicy white turkey breast meat (three slabs to be exact) with cranberry sauce, stuffing, mashed potatoes, carrots, corn on the cob, cornbread, and a dinner roll, with a slice of pumpkin pie for dessert. mmmm. FAT-tastic.

However, my answer is changing.  

I think, right now, I would say that I would like to eat hot from the waffle-maker chocolate chip belgian waffles.  Either that or salt-and-vinegar kettle chips. Oh, I just thought of one.  BBQ. Ohh man. I think barbequed whatever is the code for saying, "I'm a MAN who can't crush beer cans on my head but can make pigs delicious." So guys, learn the art of making a pig delicious, and the beer belly will automatically be handed to you.

My answer has changed again.  A bowl of Cinammon toast crunch cereal and milk. Or a warm chocolate chip cookie with milk. OR, OR, a taco from Mexico and some MANZANA LIFT.

Oh food. Why must you make my face bloated? Why must you be so delicious??

Tuesday, March 10, 2009


It's been awhile since I've posted something.  Oh well.

Honestly, I had something epic-ly genius to write about.  I thought of it last night before I went to sleep.  I remember it was something along the lines of States was bittersweet, yadda yadda, dance sucked. But, like many genius ideas that people think of before they fall asleep, it sounds stupid in the morning.  Hence, time for random ramblings.

But, before I do that, I'm going to try to achieve what I thought was a really good topic: DECA's State Career Development Conference.  Okay, number one, I do NOT see the "value added (haha Mr. Schmidt, I know you read this so you better laugh.)" in the Career part.  or the Development. or the Conference. Because I would say it's not any of those three. I'm pretty sure that the people who won in the COMPETITION, not conference, in whatever event, will not choose to work in that industry, like the blonde girl who won the automotive services event.  Can you imagine a steryotypical CA blonde getting grease and split ends?? Impossible.  

The dance really sucked too. And when I mean sucked, it sucked  hard. Now, I know, there are always the people that are optimistic and say, "Oh Ashley, you are such a pessimist. Look for the silver lining!" Alright. Well, the silver lining, I guess, would be the glint of the silver buckles of the security guards with sticks in their hands lining up around the perimeter of the dance floor.  Excuse, me, I meant social hall, because the usually rooms where the dance floors are not usually well lit.

I'm sure that was not how I wanted it to sound last night.  I remember telling myself NOT to come off as a whining blogger.  I think that's the easiest thing to do when writing on a blog, but too many people do that, and it tends to get boring.  But, I do tend to overindulge. Like today, I went to McDonalds for the second time this month, and consumed a whole McFlurry in less than 15 minutes.  I can hear my mother now, "Ashley, your face looks poofy.  Did you eat something bad today? Come eat some bell peppers."  I actually stopped eating bell peppers every day now.  Maybe that's why my face looks bloated.  In any case, that McFlurry was delicious.