The Time Traveler's Wife

I'm not a critic I just felt like writing a review, okay?

Friday night Jane and I went to go see The Time Traveler's Wife and I was practically peeing my pants with excitement! I loved the book so much. The movie not so much. I didn't hate it, but I didn't love it. I just only liked it.

I felt like they rushed the movie. They went from just meeting in the library, to being married, to trying to have a baby, to dying. There was nothing in between to suggest that they actually loved each other.

I also didn't really like Rachel McAdams. I really think she needs to stop making these movies and try something new. Long live Regina George, bitches! But that's besides the point. I didn't think there was a lot of chemistry between her and Eric Bana. I swear he had more of a flow with the little kids who play young Clare and his daughter.

Speaking of which, I really wish they had added a couple more scene's of Henry with young Clare. Those were always my favorite parts in the book!

That's all folks!

-Ashley Venus

P.S. I hate the movie poster! It's making me dizzy!

Ignorance

I always feel the need to brush my teeth and take a shower before I blog. I don't know why. Maybe I feel like my non-readers can tell I have been sitting in my own filth all day watching episode's of The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. My bottle of water now taste like mouthwash. Yuck.

Anywho, on Friday I went out with my Jane to celebrate her 20th birthday. We tried to go to Dave & Buster's, but apparently you have to be old to get in there. Wackness. So, we ended up eating dinner at Applebee's which I guess is a good thing, because I'm broke. Haha. Afterwards we went to Chelsea Pier's to go bowling and I'm still not completely sure of how the scoring for that game works. At least my ball was pink.

When we were done bowling I met up with my friend Merima. She's my clubbing buddy and we met at this place called Kiss & Fly. We usually don't have trouble sneaking into places, but for some reason we decided not to give it a go this time. We should have though, because we were on the guest list, and the bouncer looked just like Marcus Schenkenberg haha!

So, we decided to go to Webster Hall and see what all the fuss was about. We freakin' hated it! The place itself was okay. I liked the music and the lights, but I just could not deal with the people in there. First of all they charge you $25 just to get in. (!!) The place was packed with a bunch of kids who think it's okay to grab you and not let go. I seriously had to yell at this one kid with fake Ray-Ban's who thought he was Jay-Z to STOP FUCKIN' TOUCHING ME.

I don't know about anybody else, but I certainly don't appreciate someone grabbing my breasts as I am trying to leave. So yeah probably never going back there again. I did have fun though, because I went with Merima, and just walking down the street with her is a riot.

Things Left Unsaid

A couple weeks ago I wrote an entry about how I had to come to terms with the fact that my friendship with someone isn't what it used to be. Those feelings weren't actually expressed to that person, because... Damnit he was ignoring me. We got into an argument and he was ignoring me, because his "pride level is up there and I didn't wanna talk to you until I felt ready and my temporary grudge was gone." Fair enough. Silly to me, but I'll let him have it.

Anyway that's not what this is really about. I got a package in the mail from him today. My belated birthday present. Earlier I had gotten a text from him asking if I got the package and a simple sorry. Listen, I'm a girl, I need to talk about my feelings okay? So, I couldn't just say thank you. I had to let him know exactly how I felt about the situation and he did the same.

After we got that out of the way I proceeded to tell him that our friendship isn't what it once was. I said that I was tired of being in these friendship where I was putting in more than I was getting. We just aren't best friends anymore. He said we grew apart and things haven't been the same. He also said "the only reason why I chilled with you those times was because I knew that you are a good friend and you would never fuck me over..." It really hurt when he said that, because he made it sound like hanging out with me was an obligation. But I can't be mad at him for being honest.

I really thought I had come to terms with this weeks ago, but hearing confirmation from him is like a fresh wound all over again. It feels like a break up. I guess it sort of is.

-Ashley

Lift Me Up

When I said I wasn't feeling like myself you came and got me. Thank you.

Anywho, I finally went to go see Bruno yesterday with Jane. I loved it! It was so gross and funny and I love every second of it. I actually thought Borat was grosser.

Alright Imma peace out now. Gonna try and finish my book today.

*Ashley Venus

Use Somebody

"I've learned that when you care for someone, you gotta reach out to them, even if it's just to check up on how they're doing. Yea, I'm like that about friends."

This isn't a quote from me, but rather from someone who is supposed to be my best friend. We got into an argument three weeks ago, and I wasn't so mad at what he did, but rather at how his blatant disregard for how his actions made me feel. I was angry at his inconsideration and how he tried to flip things and put the blame on me.

Anyway, I haven't heard from him since. These past couple of weeks have been so hard for me and I really could have used a friend. It's so funny, the most random people have reached out to me, but the person that I call my "best friend" is not there. It makes me sad, because how do you accept that your friendship has come to an end?

These aren't new emotions. I've been feeling for a while that our friendship is not where it once was. You say that you check up on your friends just to see how they're doing. I guess I'm just not in that category. I'm tired of being the one to always reach out. I'm tired of always being there.

For the past year or so whenever I have pointed out to you that you barely call me anymore, you say "Yeah I've been slacking." Well, if you're not too busy to play games on Facebook, then you're not too busy to call or even text me. I think our friendship has run it's course and I'm not going to force anymore out of it.

*Ashley Venus

Disregard that last post..

People are shit.

Say You Will

A while ago I wrote a post talking about how I felt people were insensitive to my feelings. Well this is a continuation of that...

Last night a friend of mine called me to vent about her frustrations and she started crying. Before comforting her I selfishly thought "See, this is what I'm talking about! Who can I call crying?! Nobody!" But after I got off the phone with her I really started to reflect. Every single one of my friends has at one point or another used me as a shoulder to cry on. I love that and feel honored that I'm the one they feel they can trust. I'm always there for someone when they need me, but there is always that little voice in the back of my head that is thinking that I don't have someone to be there for me.

I always felt that people are oblivious that I have real feelings and do get hurt sometimes. But then I thought when have I ever let anybody see that side of me? I've never really shared my heartache with anybody and when I do I tend to down play it. I'm a pretty chatting person, and tend to tell people every detail of my life, but when it comes to something that's bothering me I keep it to myself. I realized last night that I've never given anyone the opportunity to be there for me. For example: Yesterday I wrote a Facebook status talking about how I only have myself in life. One of my friends sent me a text asking if I was okay. I said I was fine and changed the subject.

I always do that! How can I blame anyone for not being there for me when I'm the one who shuts them down? Until last night, for whatever reason, I never realized that I do that.

I also realized that at 20, I don't have it all figured out yet, and that's okay! It was a night of Epiphanies I tell ya!

-Ashley

Babies and deadbeats!

This past Saturday was my cousin's annual BBQ and that's his precious 5 month old Daughter Mei-Li I'm holding. And when she's baptized I shall be the Godmommy! Whoop whoop!

My friend Nicole came with me to the BBQ and we whooped Jason & Brandon in a game a football. Which is really not saying much, because Brandon is 11, and Jason is in an Emo phase so he was wearing his tight Jonas Brothers jeans.

But Omgosh back to Mei-Li! I just wanted to dump her and Aiden in my handbag and run! I told my Mom that in 5 years I want to be a housewife and just go to Mommy and Me yoga classes all day. So, now I'm pretty sure I've jinxed myself and will become crazy cat lady. It's okay I embrace my destiny!

So, my Father called my Mom today and wanted to speak with me. Um, no? I haven't spoken to him in three years (his doing not mine) and I'm not going through this again. My Mom can do whatever the hell she wants, but I refuse to be apart of it this time. Anywho, apart from self righteous losers suddenly making themselves known, I had an awesome weekend with my family.

Love,

Ashley

La Isla Del Encanto

I just got back from Puerto Rico yesterday morning and it was such an awesome trip! I didn't jinx myself and everything went smoothly. I was so nervous that something was going to go wrong that I was walking around with a headache for an entire week. My headache literally went away the second we checked into the hotel.

I planned this vacation to coincide with my 20th birthday and one of my "New Year's Resolution's" was to top last year's birthday celebration. Mission accomplished. Don't get me wrong my 19th birthday was great, but it was filled with lots of tears and drama. Last year we went to a drag queen restaurant and I got my first tattoo. It was a fun birthday and nobody will ever know how much BOTH of my tattoo's mean to me, but this year was different.

This trip wasn't just a vacation for me it was a journey. I am Puerto Rican, but I never felt a strong connection to my Hispanic roots. For one thing my Spanish is not what is should be. I was born and raised in New York as was my Mom and most of my family. We speak English. I'm a vegetarian. My name is Ashley Venus! LOL but being in Puerto Rico and exploring my culture I realized I am a lot more Puerto Rican than I thought I was.

This trip has really helped me to grow as a person. I came back to New York with a renewed sense of self and a relaxed mindset. I am happy :)

Oh, before I forget I want to say thanks to mi amigos Alcides, Nicole, and especially Merima (she went to PR with me) for coming out the night before my trip and celebrating my birthday with me. I say especially Merima not because she was part of my journey, but because she wrote my birthday card in crayon. Seriously.

Yo soy Boricua

Kiss My Sass

It's been almost a month since I've updated, but honestly I've been kind of out of it lately. I'm usually a very chipper (I hate that word IDK why I just used it) person, but I find myself having to struggle to keep up a conversation. I don't like feeling this way, but I feel myself coming back to normal.

I turn 20 next week. Ahhh! People keep telling me that I am about to become an adult, but what makes one an adult? Age is irrelevant. I became an adult a long time ago. Anyway, to celebrate the monumental end of my youth I am shipping myself to Puerto Rico for a week! Whoop whoop! I'm actually very excited about this, but I don't want to go too much into detail, because I feel the more I talk about it, the more I am jinxing myself for shit to go wrong.

I finally indulged my crave to try a cigar. I love them, but thank God I'm too cheap for it to actually become a habit. :)

Okay I have nothing of importance to say, so here is a picture of me sunbathing in Central Park today.

Hallelujah

This just has not been my week. I don't want to get into detail, because I don't want to jinx myself, but I really need the world to be on my side right now! I'm sure things will work out for me, because they always do, but I can be a very impatient person. And because I am stressing myself out I have a giant headache and my room is a disaster zone. Boo.

Anyway, I hope everyone out there told their Mom's how much you love them today, because they deserve it! I bought my Mom a little present, took her shopping, and then we went out to dinner. We did this all yesterday and today we went to my Grandma's house. I showed my Grandma my new tattoo and she said "it's nice." Haha! I borrowed my cousin's bike and round it around the backyard. For some reason that really seemed to calm my mind. I need a bike! Of course right after I throw my bike out I now want to ride one.

Peace and a bottle of hair grease,

Ashley Venus

Mine

So, I had this really tripped out dream last night where I bought a new Rabbit, but it was diseased and crazy. I then proceeded to hit it with a broom and kill it. In my dream I was very proud of myself, but I would never do that in real life (refer to previous post). Anywho, I woke up with my dog snuggled up in my arms this morning, and well... Let's just say that when I first wake up I can be a bit delusional, and I kind of forgot I had a dog, and I then proceeded to scream and push her away from me. SORRY LUNA!

Anywho, I had a pretty good weekend. Jason came over and we played rock band. Nope, not the game. We were pretending we were an actual rock band. Actually, that's kind of sad, haha. But I came up with some song lyrics and it goes a little bit like this:

"Jason like boys

He uses them as toys

Oh Jason

Has a crush on a boy named Jonathon"

I smell Grammy! Haha and Jason doesn't really like boys, but if he did I'd love him anyway!

Another reason why my weekend was pretty awesome? I got a new tattoo! Yay! It's been almost a year since I got my first tattoo and I've been wanting another one the second after I got my first one. This time I got my Aunt's birthday and death date tattooed on my wrist in roman numerals. My Aunt is Jason's Mom, so it was cool that he was there to see me get it done. He now wants the same one or something like it when he's old enough.

In November I wrote about how every year we go to the beach where we sprinkled her ashes and pay our respects. But I never really talk about how much I miss my Aunt, because I start to cry, but the truth is I MISS HER SO FREAKIN' MUCH! I don't want to talk about it, but it's cool that I can carry her with me anywhere I go, and I can draw strength from it. It may seem silly, but that's the power of art and love!

I'm not even going to lie, my wrist stung a bit more than my foot, but it didn't hurt too bad. I have videographic proof of me getting tattooed and how I took it like a champ! Haha I'm acting like I got a giant tattoo, but whatever a tattoo is a tattoo. I have to edit the video first before I put it on YouTube, because it's pretty long.

Ooh I forgot to mention that my friend Merima got inked as well. She got roman numerals of an important date tattooed on her hip. Videos will posted sometime this century!

Peace and Love,

Ashley Venus

P.S. I have no idea why "strength" is highlighted yellow when it's spelled correctly!

White Horse

I have a new obsession: Martha Stewart! Obviously I've always known who Martha Stewart is, but I somehow stumbled upon her blog today, and I am hooked! Just the fact that she has two French Bulldogs and one of them is named Sharkey automatically makes me love her. But then I landed on this!

Bunnies! I'm a relatively new Rabbit owner, I've only had Tokyo for about 9 months, but I've fallen head over heels in love with them. If you watch the video you'll spot a couple Dutch Rabbits that look just like my boy! Of course Tokyo is the most handsome out of them all...

I really want to get Tokyo a Holland Lop Rabbit as a girlfriend, but I have to get his little nibblets taken care of first. They want $400 to neuter him! Seriously he's 4 pounds!

Anywho, I'm in a very lovey dovey animal mood. Sorry! :)

The two things I love most in life are animals and family. I'm sure you've been able to figure that out since my pets and my family are common occurrence on this blog.

Saturday was a beautiful day, so I got together with my brother, and we took the kids to the zoo. My Mom actually came along! She never comes along to these family things, because she would just rather stay at home and watch horror movies all day long!

We got there kinda late, so I didn't get to see the Gorilla Congo. That's my favorite favorite exhibit! I could watch those Gorilla's all day, because they're just so human! I wanted to be able to the Gorilla's and my brother was dying to see the Butterflies. Okay Mr. Manly Man!

Lmao I really wanted to color in that sign!

Hmm what else? I rented Rachel Getting Married this weekend. I really liked it and I thought Anne Hathaway did a great job, but the wedding scenes were too long! I loved her room in the movie though. She had dark purple walls with rock posters all over. Loves it!

Oh yeah I switched from Blockbuster to Netflix. Just thought you should know. More than half of the movies I put in my Blockbuster Q are unavailable. So, I either have really good taste in movies or they only have 1 copy of each DVD.

TTYL,

Ashley Venus

Lazy Sunday

I have nothing of importance to say, so I leave you with this video of my dog.

Decode

Today was so much fun! Twilight came out on DVD yesterday and today I had a couple of friends over to watch it. My friends Merima and Nicole came over as well as my cousin Manny. Watching a movie with Merima is an experience in it's self. She is too funny! Everyone should be so blessed to have a Merima in their lives!

Of course we talked through out the whole movie and dissected it piece by piece. My Mom was like Omgosh is the way you guys watch movies?! YES! What, you're supposed to be quiet and actually watch the movie? I have never heard of such a thing.

Anyway, I had such a blast hanging out with my friends at home and just wanted to share a couple of pics.

Peace & Love,

Ashley Venus

Shattered Glass

I'm just sitting here drinking a cup of tea and it got me thinking about a conversation my Mother and I had earlier. I was telling her this story from when I was younger about one of the first times I was disappointed and how I would continue to be disappointed throughout my life. First let me tell you the story I was telling her:

I was in Elementary school, I don't remember what grade, and it was Christmas time. Our principal had all of us write down a list of three things that we wanted and Santa would bring them to the school. I asked for three Nancy Drew books. I was obsessed with Nancy Drew! Anyway, when the time came to see which students got picked, my name was called. I couldn't believe I was picked (my principal hated me) and could barely contain my excitement about my new Nancy Drew books. Well, needless to say everyone received their presents and I was still waiting for my books. When the auditorium was clearing out I finally went up to the principal and said someone must have accidentally gotten my books, because I hadn't received a gift during the ceremony. Turns out I was only called downstairs so I can hold on to some other kids Playstation.

It may seem silly now, but back then I was really hurt. I started crying on the spot and nobody seemed to care. It wasn't the fact that I didn't get my Nancy Drew books that bothered me, I was most hurt that they called me downstairs, made me watch the other kids open up their new video games, and I was only there to hold on to a stupid a Playstation. Told you my principal hated me, she could have held on to it herself! That feeling of being unworthy or unnoticed has followed me through out my life.

I told my Mom that, that was one of the first times I can remember being truly hurt and disappointed, and how people continue to do things to make me feel that way to this day. Something that people don't know is that I am very sensitive. I just know how to put up a good front, because like I said, nobody really cares or notices that my feelings may be hurt. Anyway, my Mom then asks me if I had a happy childhood. It was hard for me to be honest with her, because I don't like to make my Mom feel bad, but I yes and no.

Yes, when my Father wasn't around I was the happiest kid. When my Father was around it was hell. I carried so much hurt and anger in my heart and had no outlet for it. I was then sent to therapy for having an attitude problem. Go figure. You see, my Father was physically, mentally, and emotionally abusive towards my Mom and myself. He destroyed everything. My Mom then asked if I was angry with her. Yes. I was angry with her for putting us in that situation and letting it continue for as long as it did.

She then said that she wishes I had told her then what I am telling her now. I did. Every God damn day. It just went in one ear and out the other. No matter what I said and what he did she always took his side. My Father would call me jealous and say that I didn't want to see my Mom happy. When I would tell my Mom something my Father had said to me I was called a liar. When my Father hit me I was the one who had to apologize for making him angry. Unworthy.

I've never admitted to my Father hitting me, because I was embarrassed. It wasn't a regular thing, but yeah it happened a couple of times. I'm not writing this to gain pity from anyone I just wanted to share my feelings both past and present. I also don't want to make it sound like I am a sad and miserable person. I'm not. I chose to be happy. More so now than in the past.

Thanks for listening,
Ashley Venus

It's midnight and I should be sleeping, but I can't. I accidentally took a 4 hour nap when I got home from work and now I am wide awake. I should probably be reading my book, or putting away my laundry, but I am too lazy. Speaking of being too lazy to lay down and read; One of my goals this year is to read at least 50 books. Haha I love how I'm constantly contradicting myself. But I really do want to read a lot of books this years, so I figured I'd set my goal at an attainable number. I've read 6 books so far, I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing.

The book I am currently reading is Living Buddha, Living Christ by Thich Nhat Hanh. I have no idea how to pronounce his name, but it's really good. :) I'm about halfway through with it, but I can't read it before, because it gets my mind racing. If you didn't know, I suffer from a terrible case of Insomnia. Not only am I an Insomniac, but I'm Nocturnal as well. I can sleep like a baby for 4 hours at 3 in the afternoon, but come actual bedtime, and I'm wide awake.

This might seem random, but I just thought of one of my favorite poems, and now I feel like sharing it.

I carry your heart with me - e.e. cummings

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)i am never without it(anywhere i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)

i fear

no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want no world(for beautiful you are my world, my true)and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide) and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

-Ashley Venus

Just Like A Circus!

My best friend Alcides and I went to go see Britney Spears on Friday and it was awesome! The whole stage was literally a three ring circus and she used the whole stage. There wasn't a bad seat in the house.

I had so much fun and the energy in that place was amazing. The second we stepped out of Newark Penn Station there was this incredible buzz in the air. It was delicious.


The Pussycat Dolls were the opening act and they did great, but the real star of the show was of course Miss Britney Spears. Say whatever you want about Britney, but the girl knows how to put on a show. She came down from the ceiling, was cut in half, disappeared, swung from a trapeze blindfolded, rode a tricycle, sung in a giant gold picture frame in the air that then proceeded to circle the arena, and sang her hit ballad "Everytime" from a bedazzled Indian umbrella (in the air of course.)

The arena was filled with love and positive energy, and I am not exaggerating when I say you could almost touch it. It was incredible. And I felt this way before, but it truly clicked on Friday night. You have to have compassion for people. When someone is going through a hard time you have to offer them love and support. It doesn't do any good to be negative. You have to root for someone to succeed and pull through whatever it is that they're going through. I'm not speaking specifically on Britney, but I do believe that she is back, and she will only get better!

Anywho, yesterday I hungout with my friend Nicole, and we went to go see Madea Goes To Jail. I loved it I thought it was so funny. Hallelurrrrr!

Today I was just a completely lazy bum. I did nothing but watch TV all day. I watched Right America: Feeling Wronged, Saw, and Religulous. A complete waste of time, but I was too lazy to get off the couch. In fact I was so lazy that when I realized the batteries in my remote control for my DVD player died, I was too lazy to get up and press play. Haha. Although, I do have to say I enjoyed Religulous a lot. Bill Maher is one of my favorite comedians.

Peace & Love,

Ashley Venus

Boo!

Aww poor Aiden! I spent yesterday with my brothers and their kids. We went to the Central Park zoo and then dinner at Jekyll & Hyde. The kids were so scared! I thought it was corny and kind of annoying, but the kids were pissing their pants. Honestly, I wouldn't ever eat there again. The food is way over priced and it's not even good. But I did get a cool mug lol.

LMFAO I'm sorry, but I think this picture is hilarious!

My 9 year old nephew Daniel was crying in the elevator, I felt bad, but I couldn't help but laugh. Then the guy who was working the elevator called me mean and said I reminded him of his sister. :(

Other than that my weekend was pretty uneventful. I spent the whole day reading and cleaning my room. I gave my dog a bath and when she's due for another one I need somebody to record it! It takes two people to hold her down and she acts like we're freakin killing her!

Hmmm what else? Oh yeah! I'm on a no cursing diet. I recorded myself talking and I realize that I curse a lot! I curse so much that I don't even know that I'm cursing. It kind of sucks thought, because "fuck" is one of my favorite words. And that doesn't count, because I said it in writing haha.

Aight peace out homies,
Ashley Venus

Wubbzy!

My nephew turned 2!

O...Saya

I'm alive! Thank you Jesus! I may have to change my identity and move, but I am alive! Okay, let me explain...

I was boarding a dog this weekend and there also happened to be 3 cats. I hate cats. I think they're evil and their whole species should be abolished. Needless to say the cats had very mutual feelings about me. I'm not even exaggerating when I say that they were trying to kill me. I woke up at three in the morning and one of them was lying flat on my leg. The little shithead wouldn't move for nothing! Then when I woke up again to go walk the dog all three of them were surrounding me! Oh my heart!

The next night I woke up to one of them sitting on the pillow next to me just staring at me. I was like oh hell no! NO MA'AM! So, I moved over to the living room and all three of them followed me! NO! LEAVE ME ALONE! I'm sorry, but I locked their asses in the bedroom. No way am I going to allow them to steal my soul while I sleep.

Then this morning one of them hisses at me when I'm trying to feed it. And I was all like "bitch do you wanna eat?! Yeah that's what I thought!" That's also when I realized I was arguing with a cat. ::Sigh::

Something is mentally wrong with people who own cats. And it's not just that they choose this devil reincarnation as a pet, but they always have like 500 of them! Urgh.

So, not only was I trying to stay alive this weekend, but I was also severely bored. Whenever I board at someone's house that's usually the only time I watch TV. ID Discovery is my new favorite channel. I also read two of their books, that I wouldn't really buy. sTori Telling by Tori Spelling and Loose Girl by Kerry Cohen. I actually enjoyed Tori Spelling's book more. I thought it was funny and her Mother just infuriated me. Loose Girl highly annoyed me.

I also finally saw Slumdog Millionaire. Omgosh go see it now! SO GOOD!

Peace Out,
Ashley Venus

P.S. Why the heck is my right eye soooo itchy?!

Bad Habit

When I was younger I spent a lot of time and money trying to be like other people. I didn't think that being different from other kids was a positive and I was always trying to fit the mold. I lied about everything from where I lived to what race I was. I did whatever I could do to fit the mold.

I also put a lot of value into materialistic things. I whined and complained for months about getting a Sidekick 2. I even blogged about how much I wanted one and couldn't understand why I didn't. But here's the thing; I didn't even know what a Sidekick was! I just knew I wanted one, because everyone else had one! When I look back on things like that I am so ashamed of my behaviour.

It's kind of amazing that I didn't get into some other stuff to try and fit in. While I wanted to fit in with the kids at school, I never actually wanted to hang out with them. Doesn't make much sense does it?

Today I am a very different person. I am very comfortable in my own skin and with myself. As I've gotten older I learned to realize that I am a pretty cool person and I think it's okay for me to say that. I'm not perfect, but I accept my flaws, or try to find ways to improve them. I am perfectly content with not being the "norm". In fact I'd rather not be.

You live and you learn. It's called growing up. My mindset is different from even a few months ago. Okay, I know this is going to sound super silly and frivolous, but I learned a lot from Twilight. Not from the actually books, because vampires don't exist (or do they?). But when I first heard of Twilight it sounded so stupid to me and the more people would try to explain it to me the more shit I talked about it. Finally out of boredom I bought the damn book and now I'm addicted to the whole saga. Anyway, what I'm saying is I will no longer discriminate against books, movies, or music. I've always been open minded about things, but no longer will I knock it before I try it!

Peace & Love,
Ashley Venus

Daydreamer

Today was just one of those days where I woke up with renewed energy. I had my windows wide open, because it was way too hot in my room last night, so this morning the sun was shining so perfectly on me and woke me up. The weather kind of just set the mood for the rest of the day. Very relaxed and beautiful.

I really have nothing to blog about, but just feel like it. I started a new book yesterday. The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath. So far so good. I tried reading The Debutante Divorcee, but could not get into it. I'll save it for the beach this summer. Mmm what else? I bought Nick & Norah's Infinite Playlist on DVD and LOVED IT! I should also mention that I love any movie made in New York, but this really was a good movie! Michael Cera is brilliant. I want to marry him.

Peace and love,

Ashley Venus