Buy Me, NOW! :D

I WANT HIM! HE'S SO CUTE, I'VE LIKE MELTED COMPLETELY.

Today,

I went shopping in Brighton which is something I haven't done in a while. I went with my cousin Jasmyn and her friend Sazzie. It was actually really good :)

I wore my royal blue high waisted skirt with a black belt with golden leaves;
My red, silver and blue checked shirt;
Black tights and black plimsolls;
with my blazer and dunlop bag, aha!

I bought new plimsolls from H&M and my Topshop ones are fucked, pretty much;
and I bought a stripey white and navy long sleeved top :) Just simply because it's comfy :)

Anyway, I'm tired - much love, because YOU'RE worth it, and I didn't sleep until 4am.
xo

Boxing Day?

"The greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing everybody he didn't exist"

Watched 'The Usual Suspects' alongside 'Might Boosh: Future Sailors Tour' and I'm still slightly hanging from last night. Uh! Bloody good bash though.

Tomorrow I'm off to Brighton with my cousin and her friend.
Got dollarrr to spend, y0' ;)

I've got to persuade M & D to let me go to my friends for New Years Eve.
Wish me luck!

xo

Weezer Ft. Lil Wayne - I Can't Stop Partying (L)

Uh, party like tomorrow is my funeral,
Gotta stop mixing alcohol with pharmaceuticals,
Man the unusual is the fuckin' usual,
Man my life is beautiful, and my girls are mutual,
Ok bitch it's Weezer and it's Weezy,
Upside Down MTV,
Please don't shoot me down because I am endangered species,
It's the days of our lives, But my night just started,
I pray the killer doesn't take the life out the party

I can't stop partying, partying,
I can't stop partying, partying,
I gotta have Patron,
I gotta have the beat,
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me,
Oh! I can't stop partying partying,
I can't stop partying, partying,
I gotta have the cars,
I gotta have the jewels,
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too


I love Lil wayne's part ;) (L)
I'M IN LOVE WITH THIS SONG!

xxxxxxxxx

Merry Christmas, xo

Thanks Santa for my:
GHD's
Minnie & Mickie Mouse Jumper
Topshop Blazer
Brokeback Mountain
But, I'm A Cheerleader
Mighty Boosh Future Sailor Tour
Royal Blue Cardigan/Jumper
Dunlop Bag
Dunlop Polo
Ministry Of Sound 80's Electro Hits
Smarties
Chocolate Coins
Mascara
PJ's
Underwear ;)
And I think there's more, but I can't be bothered to go upstairs :')

MUCH LOVE, HAVE A BEAUTIFUL DAY. I'M OFF FOR A SHOWER, THEN BRING ON NAN'S AND THE ALCOHOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL (L) xo

Christmas Eve Y0'

Merry Happy Christmas Eve Day.
Hectic last minute shopping, rushed wrapping, a film about Christmas and a horrible Christmas eve traditional dinner - means, tomorrow it's Christmas; my family, presents and lots of alcohol in the system. I cannot wait! So, as I finish off getting stuff ready - I hope Santa brings all everybody could want. Much Love - Because Christmas isn't the same without a box of quality street.
Xx

Christmas Eve Eve!

So it's the day before Christmas properly starts, and I'm stressed due to the fact I'm ill, my cousin wants to use my iTunes and she is coming round today.

Ahhh, anyway.
I'm in love with Jason Derülo's song, 'Whatcha Say'. It's actually so good, and I don't know why anybody wouldn't like this song, ahah. Usually I wouldn't listen to things like that, but it's a good song and I don't really mind if people have an opinion on the matter, ahah!

Much love, because my fringe looks shit today - xo

Intrigued.

I'm at Hayley's, chilling at 12:27 in the morning.
She makes me happy. Always.

I found this image, and thought - I like you.
And it kinda makes me wonder about alternative lives.
Imagine if I were to actually be 10 years older, in New York City with a career to die for? Imagine if I were successful, flawless and didn't care about the persecutions. Imagine if I were a bold, British and a self proud woman..

I would love all the glamorous side to life, but sometimes people are just born into a life that isn't exactly the most 'fantastic' way of living. I'm okay about it though - "life's what you make it", I guess so. And I certainly don't blame my parents for our misfortune - but sometimes I wish things were different.

Goodnight, although I love you. Xx

I LOVE GAGA.

Her music not so much - but her song "So Happy I Could Die" lmao :') about touching yourself in the mirror (L) I love her.


If she actually had a penis I'd be so gutted..
xo

I want someone for christmas!

Christmas time. In 5 days.

Am I excited?
Am I fuck.

Well..

I'm in a good mood at the moment because I hear RATM are number one, but seriously -
I don't know what I'm doing with my life.
It's Christmas time, I know this - so this is why I'm getting down;
as I have no one to spend it with.
I should get over myself really.
She loves me and all.. but it's like.. does she really? Is there any point?

I want some one who will come over spontaneously and cover me with kisses, just lay in bed with me playing on the PS2 and just laugh at everything I do.

Hmm, I'm home alone.

Christmas tree lights and messy hair - xo

I'm a sucker for a big christmas tree,

And one day I plan on going travelling to a historic place where christmas is valued so very specially, where all the windows are wooden with thin glass, and there's no 'upstairs' with snow and a big beautiful tree outside! And inside of course.

Anyway, I only have my ART exam tomorrow and the MOCKS are OVER!
Bring on Thursday - though I still don't know what to dress up in :')

Much love, because when I get bored I pick my mascara off - nice ay? XO

Crimbo Decs Are UP!

But the tree isn't here yet - getting it tomorrow. It doesn't seem right! We need this bastard tree. It's just tradition, and this year - it's FUCT. I mean, dad just came home tonight and put decs up without buying the tree :| We're getting it tomorrow - but I'll miss smelling the tree tomorrow morning as well as seeing the tinsel and what not.

TINSEL IS ITCHY. I'm not putting it on me ever again. Well.. Maybe for the last day of school. Might just go in naked... Uhh :')

Anyway, I'm talking to HER and she's slightly drunk! On a Thursday! Can you believe this? No neither could I, until I properly realised that it was her after all!

Night xox

I know I should'nt, but I love a bit of..

GAGA'S BEHINDDDDDDDDDDD.
On X FACTOR, she was shocking! But she still has a lovely body :')

Peace, love, gaga, £££, eyelashes - xo

Thank You Mother,

I didn't have to go down the town, blinding.
It's still sunny, smashing.
I finished my coursework, BRILLIANT.

I don't really appreciate my mum as much as I should. I know I should, but sometimes it's just too hard to let her win an argument when you know full well you're wrong, and sometimes it's not enough that she cooks, cleans and gives you money for alcohol and other shit. I want to write down now, even if it kills me, that I am thankful to you mum. Even if you never read this - it's out there.

Anyway, better get back to bumming about on a Sunday and watch X FACTOR that I recorded last night, as I was out with that girly (L)

Smiles and messy hair - xo

Easy Like A Sunday Morning..

1- Yes, I know it's now afternoon.
2- What's easy about waking up on Sunday, full of a cold, revision to get through, coursework to finish and arguments left right and center.
I hate today already, I have so much to do. Without any energy - I doubt I'll get anything done. Uhh, horrible cough coming. Mocks are all next week (7th-16th) Brilliant. I have 14 exams to sit and I have history coursework due in for Wednesday. I intend on doing nothing today though, even though my mum is saying I should WALK down the town and get my shit from Super drug. I'm not. She said she was going to take me IN THE CAR. I hate when she does this to me.

Anyway, ranting aside - Weathers alright so far.. Huff, until like later when I'm stupidly walking to town. I DON'T WANT TO. But I know we'll have a huge argument and I'm going to end up down there. Well, I'll keep you.. posted.

xo

Nightmare.

It's strange that at the time of finding this photo, I was listening to 'see you in my nightmare' and thinking about my dream last night. It was scary, trust me. A man who sometimes drops into my school to do an odd cover lesson murdering other teachers and keeping their heads in a bright white 'don't go into the light' room. An envelope addressed to me had pictures of them and newspaper cutting - original, I know. I woke up just as he walked into the ghastly dark room with the four-poster bed in the 'horror movie' house with the naked trees tapping ever so menacingly at the curtain-less windows.

Happy days-xo

Christmas Songs, Anyone?

I know most people hate the Christmas festivities but listening to all these songs gets me in the mood, even though at this moment in time it's November still. But tomorrow, ADVENT CALENDER! Aha, I'm not really amazingly excited - but it's a good thing, I guess. Even though tomorrow I have the second jab for the HPV shit. If it gets me out of going through cancer, I guess I can grin and bear it.

Today was alright, weather wasn't terribly bad - even though it was BITTER! It didn't rain though, thank fuck.

Anyway, she's just replied ;)
Enjoy your week xo

Monday, the beginning of the week..

So it's that time of the week again, I've got myself a cuppa and two slices of toast, sitting in front of the computer at ten to eight when really I should be straightening my hair. But have you seen the weather? I don't know if I can be bothered to even open the door, let alone do my hair, get properly dressed and plod around school for 6 hours. Everywhere you look the weathers fucked. I'm getting sick of it really! But as I live where I do - I'll have to grin and bear it, and all that other shit. I've got history revision at lunch today aswell..

A 'Love' for today - I'm looking thinner, ahah!
A 'Hate' for today - Still the sodding weather.

xo

Sunday Morning

I'm watching X FACTOR because we recorded it last night, my brother's and their friend are buzzing around downstairs, it's raining ridiculously and it's really windy. Morning's like these make you want to cocoon yourself inside your duvet and not come out until it's dark again. Fortunately in this case, I am awake for a good reason - I'm seeing Hayley. I hate the feeling of 'missing' some one. It's truly one of the worst experiences you could feel as a person. Anyway, I've got a twinge of a headache, but I feel fine otherwise.

A 'Love' for today - Simon Cowell.
A 'Hate' for today - The weather.

Points made in this blog;
I wish it was sunny and cold, because in my opinion it's the most perfect weather you can get. I hate missing people, and lastly - I love Hayley.
Back to X FACTOR I go.

Write more soon xo

As it will not let me put it onto my profile...

I’m way too easy going, really lazy and I’m always making some kind of joke. I like getting to know people but I’m not nosey. I may be the one stressing over everything, but I’m always the one with a smile on her face. Sexuality plays a big part of my life. I want to be a writer. Nail varnish never lasts long on my fingers. My hairs too ginger, but I don't mind. If I broke my ipod, I’d take the week off school. I love cheekbones, veiny arms, collar bones and strong jaw lines. I’m picky. I can't be bothered with worrying, but I still do. I get way too paranoid. I love ducks. Feet make me gag, as does coffee breath in the morning. I straighten my hair too much and I reckon I’ll be bald before I’m 30. I don't want kids or marriage, and I’m sticking to that. I quit being a vegetarian after 1 year and a half. I can't wait for my freckles to disappear. I like cold mornings watching my brothers play football on freshly cut grass. I like Sunday mornings all to myself. I hate waking up in last night’s clothes. I like going out drinking and remembering everything that happened the night before. I like tea and toast. People irritate me too easily. I can make my mind up about some one after talking to them for 5 minutes. I’m shy, not confident and I always need reassurance. I can't stand so many words, they make me cringe. I don't cake my face with make up. I always say I look like shit, because it's true. I love actually getting to know people. I love open minded people. Dry humour is my weak point. I’m really messy and love days out, car journeys and new clothes. I’m pretty much an open person, and to be honest I can listen to people, but most of the time I’m useless with giving advice. I don’t really want to move on, as in – go to college, but I knew it was always going to happen, and really I should get some confidence and just get on with it. I’ve applied for one college, but I have no idea what I’m going to be studying. Anyway, my names Asherleigh and this is my blog. Well strange typing that. I don’t really like using the obvious ‘clichés’ I think ‘sod this’ about most things. I always feel guilty for something. I have really pale skin. I don’t really like animals. Immature people that say “Just because I’m having more fun than you” really don’t do themselves any justice. Waking up with my leg on a cold radiator makes me want to scream, and nine times out of ten I do. love getting a cough that doesn’t hurt, but just lets your voice go and come back again. I’m not the best in awkward situations. I trust too easily. My fringe annoys me. I swear I’m always on a downer, but I don’t mean to be. I love laughing at myself. I have too many opinions. I’m not smart, but I’m ‘people smart’ said a friend. Basically, I’m rubbish at maths etc, but when it comes to people, I know how to work them out. I don’t know how to take control of situations. I have a voice that just comes whenever I’m put into a situation that I feel uncomfortable in; for example – “Ashleigh, what’s the graph telling us?” “I’m not too sure. I think… I’m not sure” *Red face* I wish I listened in class. At the moment I’m writing a novel. It was supposed to be for the National Novel Writing Month, but as I had too much coursework and little time and effort, I have just decided I’d write the 50,000 words in my own time. You never know – something could happen and it might get published. Yeah right, but it’s worth a go, am I right? Of course I am. I try to listen to people, but I always glaze over. I’m over-protected. I hate hot and cold weather. I hate going to school when it’s raining, just because I know my hair will go to shit. I love a laugh, always; and vulgarity is usually the thing to set me off. I love the fact I’m ‘one of the lads’ when I go out drinking or even just sitting in class with a couple of the boys. Most people hate Christmas, but I’m alright with it. I’m not fond of spending loads of money and having to eat with the family for 3 days (Christmas eve, Christmas day, boxing day) but I guess the spirit where everyone sings and the feeling you get when you lay in bed waiting for the next day, even if you don’t really care – is purely amazing. My Nan’s amazing. She’s not like anyone else’s Nan, I swear down. My parents hate that I type fast, because it makes a loud noise when they are watching TV, but I always say “I’m not typing fast, why don’t you just get me a laptop and be done with it” They soon shut up, but then if they did get me a laptop they’d make me stay downstairs with it. Trust issues, much. I talk proper common, aha. I laugh at myself too much. I don’t even get half the jokes people say. Whiney girls that ‘have it all’ but still go on, make me angry, but that’s just going back to the bratty people that I can’t stand. I don’t like watching people get bullied; it makes me feel sick, as with racism, it’s cruel. Watching films with average script writing really does make me laugh. I love watching TV programmes and spotting the mistakes they’ve made with props etc. I watch reality TV because it’s interesting to me. I try not to care what people think when I walk down the street, but that’s just called paranoia and to be honest, I’m only called ‘vain’ because I don’t want to let myself get into a state like most people. I sound like a right bitch at times, but I promise I’m not. And I don’t break promises easily. I believe in respect. I love short blonde hair on girls. I don’t like eye-shadow or ugly curtains. People who nit-pick everything drive me mad. I swear I get irritated at everything, but then it just makes me laugh. I’m always anti-something, but then end up liking it a month later. I can’t always keep to my word, but I always make an effort to at least try. Just hearing some one get angry, makes me angry at them. I hate the feeling when you think you’re falling in a dream and then flinch, to wake yourself up. I don’t have any wise words or a motto to live by. I try to look nice on most days, but as I ‘try to hard’ I always fail. I put myself down a lot. I don’t look for attention. I wouldn’t get into a strangers car, because I listened to my parents when I was younger and watched those videos when I was like 8 that the nice police officer showed us in school. Be original, you bell ends. I try not to be so much of a critic, and I know I’m not perfect (what is ‘perfection’?) but I’m entitled to my opinions, like every other Tom Dick and Harry. I quote songs when I’m bored. I sound aggressive, but I couldn’t punch some one in the face. I am pretty much one of the loveliest people you’ll meet, even if I do take the piss out of you. But I’ll only do it do you take the piss back. I like games. I like lamps. I don’t like candles. I love a good party. Yes sir. One of the best options I took for myself was to not do Geography as a GCSE, just because everyone I know who is doing it is proper struggling, but they love it? Strange people! “Rolling over to switch the alarm off, she then laid back into her satin sheets and tilted her head to stare at the person beside her. Long honey-blonde curled hair fell in front of her eyes as she then sat up against her emerald headboard. She slipped warm hands down her silk black night dress and admired her beautiful room.” That’s part of my Novel; I’m not really bothered if you think its shit. You write something, I dare you. apparently, you have to write 2,000 words in this thing, but every time I write that amount, I go on about a load of shit – no one reads it, or it says that I’m not allowed the amount of ‘characters’ god it drives me mental. I wouldn’t say that I’m totally against technology but when facebook crashes I could kill some one :’) I always get the feeling I should be doing something more productive but then I just sit on my backside and do nothing. I hate eating breakfast in the morning, but still having my stomach rumble in second period – it’s like “why try?!” I always spill coffee, tea and other liquids (aha) on the carpet, or break something and feel really guilty about it. I don’t like cheesy chat up lines. I want a model girlfriend, but not some one who’s so much prettier than me, that I want to strangle her. I love the bad tunes you get on phones, just because they make you want to dance. I don’t know how to ‘live for the moment’ does this mean I’m boring? I hate emailing people. I’d rather be mute then speak in front of the class. I hate waking up when it’s raining and I have to go out in it. I also do not like wind. But I love a good thunder storm with a cuppa, watching the lightening. Yes sir. I don’t get the fascination with musicals, but I don’t mind people who obsess over them, as long as they don’t force it upon me. I’m listening to a Christmas song as my mum attempts to polish, and I’m still in my PJ’s. Also – the washing machine is on. I don’t like waking up to lawnmowers going at it. I bite my nails – filthy habit, I know. If there’s a way to get out of doing a household chore, I’ll bloody do it. No hesitation. Does this make me lazy? I think so! People falling over make me laugh, but then karma gets me back. Life’s a bitch right? I love pins and needles. It makes me feel as if I’m walking on the moon. I don’t mind flying, though I’m not a big flyer, always flying flying flying. I’m not going on holiday with my parents, because I hate family holidays that include their drunken friends. I don’t get travel sickness. I don’t do camping. I hate dogs with a passion. I’ll tell you what you want to hear, but then tell you exactly what you don’t want to hear. I’m cruel with intention of being kind. Beautiful I know. I never realised how much 2,000 words was until now, even though I have written 15,000+ words on the novel so far. Las Vegas weddings, in my opinion, are the most meaningless way of getting ‘hitched’. I love Morgan Freeman’s voice. I hate getting a random pain and not being able to do anything about it. I once took 8 paracetemols and thought I was going to die. “Back in the office, it was the casual yet oh so predictable sex on the desk, praying no one would walk in but their hearts racing in case they were to get caught.” If you are trying to do your own novel without nicking others material… you do something along the lines of that. I’m Ashleigh, thank you.

The first time I will write a blog, and it goes something like this..

My names Asherleigh, Ashleigh if you can talk properly.
I'm new to this, but I've always wanted to write my own blogs. "I know no one will read these, but I'm going to do it anyway" My friend made an account, and I thought - Hmm, good idea. So, not copying her; I decided I'd set my own account up.
I'll write more soon :)(L) xo'