im sitting here eating a Wounderbar listning to some NOFX and thinking "wow! this reminds me of Halloween." it tastes like the past Halloweens that i had as a kid... and continue to. and is it just me or does the air taste like it too? i'm the only one who thinks so. it tastes like it and smells like it. --- ... it smells like... the end. ... --- so anyways i'm sick and i have tryed calling Hayden 3 times but his line is busy. he loves talking on the ohne and he's talking to Lindsy. meh. but i want him to come over and hang out. i have to get better by tomarrow or else i can't work. which sucks. and im getting my back to school clothes soon!!! yes! i love Back-To-School shopping but i hate school. it sucks. and my school of only 223 kids sucks even more. (kindergarden to grade 12) and the teachers suck for hateing me and being rude. and well the list goes on. oh! and im having issues breathing but i think its cuz im sick. i couldn't breath at all last night... it got so bad i almost ran up and got my moms puffer for Asma. and now i've been takeing small shallow breaths but im used to it so its fine now. i guess. and my mom is back stabbing my dad agaion... which in the long run she has every right to but she should cut back alittle. and she won't stop rabaling to me about absolutly nothing. and she is haveing... errr... isues (sorry peeps reading this but i can't say more than that)well i think thts it. i really want to get a hold of Hayden but meh. Later Days! *~Ashley~* P.S. no i don't do drugs. i've never touched them and i don't even take Advile anymore. NOFX LYRICS "Bob" He spent fifteen years getting loaded Fifteen years 'till his liver exploded Now what's Bob gonna do now that he can't drink? The doctor said, "What you been thinkin' 'bout?" Bob said, "That's the point, I won't think about nothing Now I gotta do something else," OI OI OI! "To pass the time." Bob shaved his head He got a new identity Sixty-two holed air cushioned boots And a girl who rides a scooter Gonna take him out, of town They would get away Riding around, as the trucks drive by You could here the mother fuckers go... A couple of lines, an extra thermos of Joe He'll be kickin' in heads at the punk rock show, yeah Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what Bob's the kinda guy who knows just what to do When the doctor tells him to "Quit your drinkin', now's the time." Will he ever walk the line To all my friends, I feel just great But will he ever walk the line Kickin' ass and bustin' heads Red suspenders Once a day he shaves his head But will he ever walk the line? Will he ever walk the line? Will he ever walk the line? Will he ever walk the line? Oh will he ever walk the line?