<?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-427115987867973799</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:21:46.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda As In  A Lot</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1426371635125384527</id><published>2010-05-10T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T19:41:52.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over a month now.</title><content type='html'>Well it's been over a month since I have last been here. I suppose I should probably post here a bit more often. I've just been far too lazy to do so. I think I will try to post more often though most likely not every day. Recently I have bought myself a couple of games for the Wii. I got Super Smash Bros Brawl and Okami. both are really awesome games. Since I bought it on eBay I managed to get Brawl for $20.50. Of course, this was only possible by the fact I stayed up till 2 in the morning waiting for the auction to end. All other lots I found for this game had sold for over $25, most going for over $30. Okami I got for about $12 but unfortunately when I got it the case was broken and cracked and the disk scratched up. Luckily the game runs perfectly and when I complained to the seller about the case they were prompt to offer to send me a new case free. I just hope this one doesn't end up cracked. I don't know what I will do if that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I have been trying to sell some of my stuff on eBay to get a little extra money for things that no loner interest me. At the moment I'm only selling things small and light enough to ship in a standard letter envelope, but hey, when you're selling Pokemon cards, it works. Though that will be quite some time to sell them that way as I have probably about 600 cards to sell but I guess I'm not in too much a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister and I have really enjoyed playing Brawl. It escapes my comprehension as to why so many people selling the game on eBay played it once or twice then decided to get rid of it. Oh well. Okami is a bit of a strange game but the graphics are very beautiful, in my opinion, and the gameplay very addicting. Really, get past the weird characters and the random stupidity and it's really a pretty good story and fun to play. At first I was afraid I was going to dislike it as I wasn't used to it and I felt disappointed, but obviously as I kept playing I got used to it and I really love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have a new phone now. It's a touchscreen phone called the Samsung Reality. I wasn't ready to give up my own phone and stressed about the change but I had little choice in the matter. Verizon wouldn't let us change our plan and keep Alltel phones but we couldn't keep our Alltel plan and get Verizon phones and my sister really needed a new one. Her phone was constantly shutting itself off about 5 times every 20 seconds or so. I've gotten pretty used to my new phone now and it's pretty cool. Haven't figured out how to get games, ringtones and wallpapers downloaded to my micro SD card to work yet but I will hopefully get it going soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uggh.. I think I know why I don't post here often. I get pretty mentally exhausted by the end of this. I'm sure I could post more but I'm a bit too tired to try to think of the rest. Well, cya later! Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1426371635125384527?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1426371635125384527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/05/over-month-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1426371635125384527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1426371635125384527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/05/over-month-now.html' title='Over a month now.'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-5496219004851547103</id><published>2010-04-04T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:03:02.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Cake</title><content type='html'>Ha ha.. So I haven't been here in awhile. I got tired of posting every day, especially when there was nothing really to type about. Today was good. After my mom came home from Family Retreat around 1:50ish PM, she, my sister and I all pitched in to make an Easter cake. It turned out amazing. It had 4 tiers and each one was a different color and all were easter-like colors. Bottom layer was blue-ish green, the next a dark pink, the one above that, a nice spring green, and the top was the plain cake yellow but it was marbled with all the previous colors. We put a bit of icing between the layers that tasted like a very sweet whipped cream then we iced the outside with a different, thicker icing. The top we made white while the rest of the cake we colored a very beautiful light blue. On the top of the cake we put a blood-red colored cross and in blue I wrote the words "He arose". It was so amazing looking at it and we got plenty of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other sis, Lindsay got a piece while she was visiting but my mom, sister and I were not hungry at the time and we did not get out piece until after we were done watching the movie "50 first dates." The movie was really cute and really funny, although I could have done without some of the, bit disturbing comments and the like. The piece of cake I got was small but I felt kinda sick once I finished it. Way too much icing I think. Well, I did eat a bit of the icing earlier from the bowl when we were done icing. The icing was good, I just get sick easily with stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that about does it for now. Cya later! Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-5496219004851547103?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5496219004851547103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5496219004851547103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5496219004851547103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/04/easter-cake.html' title='Easter Cake'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2688372616041151235</id><published>2010-03-29T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:04:00.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! Yay Yay Yay!</title><content type='html'>Okay so today I'm EXTREMELY excited! I ordered Pokemon Soul Silver a little over a week ago and it's already come in the mail! I didn't expect to get it so quickly since my payment cleared just last Friday. Btw, that temp post for Friday, i'm not going to do anything about. I may delete it as I don't have enough things to talk about that I can think of. As you can also tell, I've gotten where I don't post every day. From now on, I'm only going to post on days I have something of relative importance to say. Mostly because I just missed yesterday cause I completely forgot and I don't feel like backdating a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway. I had no clue the game came in today for a good portion of the day. I was just playing Spore and listening to music and I didn't discover the package until I was setting up to play Naruto on the Wii and I was throwing cats out so I didn't have to worry about them chewing my sensor bar cable. It confused me at first and I assumed it was a package for my mom or something as I really wasn't expecting my game just yet. Once I saw my name labeled on it, I was fairly certain it had to be it as I've not bought anything else since then and it even had an Ebay logo on it. I wasn't about to wait a second to open the package so I ran to my room and cut it open. Despite my excitement I was rather tentative to pull the flaps up to see the inside as I was afraid of it not being it. Well I wasn't disappointed, obviously, and my mood just skyrocketed. I still can't believe I actually have it. It seems all just like a REALLY good dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I've basically been playing with that the whole day after getting it. I've even tried the Pokewalker out which I, oddly enough, find to be the coolest little device I've ever gotten. I don't know why, but being able to pull a Pokemon from my game and put it into a small device I can easily carry with me then put the Pokemon back any time I want is just the coolest thing ever. This is the most fun I've had with a Pokemon game in, well, probably in all of my Pokemon history! It was well worth my money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, so yeah. I'm carrying my Pokewalker EVERYwhere I go. I just can't set it down even when I'm not playing the actual game. I love having a Pokemon with me, plus I get to catch Pokemon and get items. Okay so I basically used this whole post to rant about this game. But can you blame me? I'm excited and this game is even cooler than I expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'ma go before I find something else to go nuts blathering on about with this game. Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2688372616041151235?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2688372616041151235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-yay-yay-yay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2688372616041151235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2688372616041151235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/omg-yay-yay-yay.html' title='OMG! Yay Yay Yay!'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4336597672362798422</id><published>2010-03-27T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:30:09.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Night Light</title><content type='html'>Yeah okay. Go ahead. Laugh. I don't care. I really don't like sleeping in pitch darkness, not because I'm afraid, but I just don't like having my eyes open and not being able to see. Well, yesterday I mentioned I got one of those little lawn lights. I couldn't resist it. I just love solar-voltaic things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my day pretty much just consisted of doing whatever, creating XANA monsters on Spore, watching a movie, and even eating some homemade "snack pack". Yeah, that was fun though. I never expected it. I was banished from going into the kitchen for a while this afternoon while they made it. Of course at the time I didn't know that. It didn't bother me, I was happily creating a Kankrelat on Spore while they did it. They got it into the fridge to set up and while it did, we watched a movie. The movie was Nim's Island and it was pretty cute. We ate the pudding when we were done with the movie. It tasted great. Of course, I love dark chocolate and it was VERY rich. I had a glass of milk to go with it. Even though it was thin and soupy, it was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went back to my room and had completely forgotten that I had my lawn light in a pot next to my bed. I had problems getting the activation tag out as it had torn but I managed to unscrew the cap and open it up to get the rest out. I was so amazed by the light it was giving out. It wasn't very bright at all. It cast a very pleasing, gentle blue light. I think it will be perfect for a "night light". This is good because I have been keeping my closet light on at night and I'm sure that hasn't been so great for the electric bill. At least this way I won't have to buy batteries either or have to worry about burning out any light bulbs. It's so pretty! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's it. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4336597672362798422?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4336597672362798422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-night-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4336597672362798422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4336597672362798422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/new-night-light.html' title='New Night Light'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-7908730650756888842</id><published>2010-03-25T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T18:58:00.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dissapointed</title><content type='html'>Well. Today I was supposed to get to see some of Tyler's robot competition. Unfortunately I didn't get to. Most of the time Tyler was unavailable and the one time he was there we got to chat only a short while on video but the quality was crappy and Tyler never showed me the robot. Recently it's been so hard to talk to him. I just don't understand. I'll be trying to talk to him, then he'll disappear without warning. And when he does give a warning, he says "brb quick" or that he won't be long, but it's several hours before he returns. I have faith that he isn't doing this on purpose but I can't help but to feel sad. I don't know why this is happening. I just hope he hasn't lost interest in me. I suppose there's nothing I can do if he has. I'm sure I'm over reacting as I always do, but it worries me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we watched the movie "Knowing". It was pretty good but it left me with a weird feeling. I think I can live without seeing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else to say tonight. I can't think of much of anything except trying to get a hold of Tyler so I'm going to end this post here and try to do just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-7908730650756888842?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/7908730650756888842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/dissapointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7908730650756888842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7908730650756888842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/dissapointed.html' title='Dissapointed'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8983443156077871795</id><published>2010-03-24T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:24:53.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much</title><content type='html'>Not much happened again today. I worked almost constantly on my fan fic while listening to Code Lyoko episodes. As is almost always my routine, I cooked supper tonight. Shrimp scampi, as we almost always have. It did better tonight. I think it helped that I put a little oil in the water for the noodles. I added a little bit of butter to the sauce. Honestly, I don't think it made much difference so I think I'll leave it out from now on. It was really good, as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking to Tyler tonight and he said he has some kind of robot competition tomorrow. I'm not sure if it has to do with the school or not but he wants me to "go". What he means is he wants me online so he can show me the competition via a video chat. I didn't know about it till tonight, at least not that I remember but I hope I get to see the competition. I mostly want to because Tyler wants me there and I definitely want to make him happy. Not that I don't want to see the competition in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's about all. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8983443156077871795?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8983443156077871795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8983443156077871795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8983443156077871795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_24.html' title='Not Much'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-284904519411610107</id><published>2010-03-23T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T18:47:10.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fan Fic Writing</title><content type='html'>Today I have been working really hard to make some progress on my fan fic. Of course, I haven't been able to make any forward progress as I've decided to update my current "episodes" to make sure they are still good after all this time. The one needing the most work is the first but I don't know about the second or third. The third isn't even finished and I have a lot more to go before it's actually finished. I would stop working on it and try writing something original, but I would feel like a failure if I stopped in the middle. Besides, I'm still interested in writing this fan fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've really managed so much of my progress by the fact I've been sorta watching some Code Lyoko episodes while I work. I say sorta watch as most of the time I'm just listening to them and glancing periodically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day I did stop to put up the dishes or to take a small break and walk around outside. It was really nice out. Not too hot, not too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I think I'm going to take a break from the computers for a little and go eat something before returning to my writing. I really forget how much I do sorta enjoy it, but writer's block is never fun and I get that often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho! Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-284904519411610107?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/284904519411610107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/fan-fic-writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/284904519411610107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/284904519411610107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/fan-fic-writing.html' title='Fan Fic Writing'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8850594784101344173</id><published>2010-03-22T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:30:16.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Generic</title><content type='html'>Today holds nothing much of interest at all. I only played on my computer and the Wii. I tried to beat the top survival score on Naruto but I failed miserably. I played a little Bleach but it didn't last long. Since then I've been making a small bit of progress on revamping the first "episode" of a fan fiction I have been trying to write for some time now. I had lost interest in it for a long time but now I feel like I want to finish it but I doubt I will. Dinner was good, I always enjoy chicken and cheese rice. I don't think there is a time that it isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. I know. that was a very short post but I'm sure no one cares about the miserable little details of my day right? I don't even care about them they're so pointless. Don't get me wrong, I'm actually in a pretty good mood. I'm hoping my boyfriend will be able to finish what he is doing soon so I can talk to him again. He's been so busy packing to go to his dad's house that he hasn't had the time to chat. I'm trying to be patient and wait but it's really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all the news I have. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8850594784101344173?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8850594784101344173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/generic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8850594784101344173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8850594784101344173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/generic.html' title='Generic'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8353957566842190651</id><published>2010-03-21T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:58:42.197-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>Well as you can tell I've been rather lazy about writing my blog the past couple of days. Well you haven't missed out on much since I can't even remember much of what happened. I do remember a few things but I figured it'd do better to just write them all in a summary of the three days instead of just writing small bits on those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Really there wasn't much of interest aside from on the 18th, and I'm not sure why I didn't post about it on that day, I finally put in an order for Pokemon: Soul Silver. I was about to ask the seller to somehow reserve a copy for me if they could as my new checking account had not been activated on Pay Pal yet and I thought I'd have to call the bank to find out the two deposits they made to activate it. Turns out my online banking stuff went through and after setting it all up I was able to find it, activate my checking account on Pay Pal and order the game. I'm very excited for it to come in. The payment is posted to clear by the 23rd so it'll be some time after that even before I receive the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The 19th was a pretty typical Friday. Went to work with mom and played on my computer that whole time. I did download that free song from Newsboys, "Born Again" but for some reason it wouldn't work on my phone although it would play through any computer from the card, just not through my phone. My mom and I went shopping at Dollar Tree after work since we had no group that night. I picked up a couple of things for Tyler for his birthday. I won't tell you guys what I got him as he often reads my blog himself. I don't want to ruin the surprise. I just hope he'll like it. I became rather frustrated on the way home as my sister had, I thought, begun to play my Wii without asking me. Okay, I would have said yes had she asked, but I still like to be asked. It turns out she did ask me but she never got a reply from me. I learned later she didn't actually play it until I texted her through mom's phone saying I wouldn't mind. Whether this is the truth or not, it made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very upset that night however when my mom said to Leighanna that Chris could stay as long as they wanted since Leighanna hadn't seen him in so long. Well, I think my mom was probably thinking they would be somewhat sensible and he would go home at a reasonable hour. Well I wanted to go to bed at around 10ish and he didn't go home till about 1AM. I was really upset. Sure my mom said I could go to sleep but I couldn't do so knowing the door would need to be locked when he left and I was not certain Leighanna would lock it. I really think it was inconsiderate of him to stay so late when he was not staying the night. My mom has told me she will never make the mistake of telling Leighanna he can stay as long as they want ever again because neither of us could sleep regardless of knowing Chris was a good person. I hope my mom sticks to her word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; The 20th, yesterday, was just.. Boring.. Mostly. I spent a small portion of the morning in my mom's room before getting a bath. I wanted to get one before my sister came over. I talked to her a bit but she spent more time with my mom and Leighanna. Didn't hurt my feelings any as I didn't have any way of entertaining her. Our interests are vastly different. We did, however, watch a movie together as a family. We watched the movie 2012 and it was actually really good. I was on edge almost the whole time, it was crazy. After the movie ended Lindsay insisted on playing the Wii. Really, I was a bit of a brat when it came to that but it was mostly cause she started to just put in a game without actually asking if it was okay even though she was talking about playing. Though she was mumbling so I don't know what was up with that but I felt like by her actions, she was saying we were going to play it whether I was okay with it or not. I apologized for my selfish actions although I do not know if I was forgiven and we started up Wii Sports. Before we got into it though supper was almost ready so we decided to eat first. We ended up not playing after all because my mom checked the mail and we so happened to have gotten "New Moon" in the mail from Netflix. My mom was shocked and excited we got it so soon so instead of playing Wii, we decided to watch "New Moon". It was a good movie too. I really liked how they animated the Werewolves. After the movie we didn't have time to play the Wii before Lindsay had to leave.  After Lindsay left, I helped my mom make some nutmeg bread muffins to take to group on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt; Today, I didn't do much. I sat on my mom's bed most of the day and played on my computer while I chatted with my sis who was playing on my mom's computer. I did finally play "Archipelago" today which has been installed on my mom's computer for quite some time now. Several months at least and I just never played it. It was only a free trial so I got an hour. My sister was surprised she didn't get bored with watching me. I was actually rather glad as I like it when people watch me play something. I guess it's just I like having company. It just makes playing a game more fun, even if it is only one player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little later when my mom got home we watched the movie "Healing Hands" that we recorded last night. We were going to watch it last night but "New Moon" came in and we wanted to watch it. "Healing Hands" was a pretty good movie but it was one of those 'one time' movies for me. Of course, there are few movies I can stand watching more than once. Since then I've just been playing Pokemon Blue version until about an hour ago when I decided I should probably write something here. I really need to keep myself from going so long without typing a post. I also need to learn to trim down my posts so there's less kibble in them and more of what people would actually care to read about, not to mention myself if I were to ever look back on these archives. It would have taken far too long to try to write the missing posts as though they were written the day of. I've done that a few times but only when I miss one day and I can so happen to still remember the events rather well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else worth mentioning here so I think this concludes today's post. Perhaps I can get back on track with these posts. If not, I might take on my mom's suggestion of doing one post a week, although I'm unsure about that considering my horrible memory span. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8353957566842190651?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8353957566842190651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8353957566842190651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8353957566842190651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_21.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1906966611724647206</id><published>2010-03-20T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:59:08.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, 20th</title><content type='html'>Same as Friday, 19th. Please go to post "Summary".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1906966611724647206?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1906966611724647206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-temp-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1906966611724647206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1906966611724647206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-temp-post.html' title='Saturday, 20th'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6839046028806674901</id><published>2010-03-19T21:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T18:58:54.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, 19th</title><content type='html'>I honestly cannot remember much about this day. I was too tired to write my post on this day so I didn't and now I can't remember anything good that happened that day. Anything that I do remember is posted in the post "Summary".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6839046028806674901?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6839046028806674901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6839046028806674901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6839046028806674901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_19.html' title='Friday, 19th'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3045628511117535229</id><published>2010-03-18T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T08:43:06.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tyler's Birthday</title><content type='html'>I feel a bit bad that I ended up planning to spend time with Sarah on my boyfriend's birthday. I didn't really think about it much till just now. He seems to not mind but I feel guilty although today was the last day I would get to spend time with her before summer vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out this morning just waiting in bed for my mom to wake me up as I was too tired to get up on my own. When I finally had to get up I got dressed and started packing up the N64 so Sarah and I could play Pokemon Stadium. I almost didn't have time to eat breakfast but I managed it while carrying two bags filled with stuff. I had one back for the N64 and games and the second filled with all sorts of Pokemon things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom took me to the office instead of to Sarah's house because we didn't know what time her mom was expecting me to come over so I ended up not going over until about 12 when my mom could take me. All the while I waited I played on the computer in Tyler's office. No, not Tyler my boyfriend who is also mentioned in the title of this post, but another Tyler who works at the office. I hadn't brought my laptop with me as I knew I would not need it at Sarah's house so I was lucky I could use that computer since Tyler wouldn't be there till tomorrow. I did little but rearrange my Farmville as it had become rather crowded. I was more than happy to stop doing that at lunch when I was finally able to go over to Sarah's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah was really excited to know I brought the N64 and Pokemon Stadium. I didn't expect this as I had told her yesterday I was going to bring it but she told me she thought that conversation was this morning so it was a surprise to her. When I got to her house I showed her my Pokemon drawings. She really liked them but as soon as she saw a picture of the legendary dogs she tried to tell me of some "super secret Pokemon" she claimed looked like a dark type legendary dog. At first I thought she meant Zorua and Zoroark as they are the closest to what she seemed to describe but she insisted that it wasn't. After a friendly argument and confusion on the matter, we cleared it up by checking Pokemon.com and realized it was Arceus she was talking about. I thought she had been telling me of a Pokemon I didn't know as she said it was released after Sinnoh but before gen 5. I told her that was impossible and it turns out I was right. We bout slapped ourselves when we realized a few pictures after that legendary dog one I had, was a picture of Arceus. If we had only seen a few more, that whole incident likely would not have existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then looked at all of my Pokemon toys. Sarah was really interested in a lot of them but we didn't pay with them as much as I figured. We played a random little quick, non-scoring battle with the Burger King Pokeballs and the Pokemon in them. We got bored of that quickly and we went into Pokemon Stadium. I went easy on her the first round as I was afraid to upset her so she ended up winning. The second round however I did my best and beat her, of course, she was distracted most of the time and so she wasn't putting in much effort. We were bored of that after the second match so we emptied some Pokeballs to play with and took some other Pokemon toys with us outside to the park. We spent the most time doing this and just pretending to be Pokemon trainers. As odd as that sounds, it was a lot of fun and we spent until 4:25 doing that. I really think the Burger King Pokeballs had a nice touch today. It's a  good thing me, my sisters and parents all went to get Burger King so  much while those were being given as toys as I had 5 for each of us,  nearly a whole team worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah wanted to play Pokemon Snap before we left so we went back to her house so we could play it some before my mom came to pick me up. Turns out we had a bit more time than expected as my mom worked on getting the wireless internet working for her mom so we were there longer than my mom wanted to be. She eventually had to give up on working on it as we needed to get home to Leighanna. This was good though as Sarah and I got a little longer to wrap up and do a few more things before I had to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty bad headache on the way home so I just stared blankly out the window the whole ride. I really wish that my fun didn't have to be over so soon but I was tired anyway and I wanted to rest. When I got home I just relaxed. I got the N64 out of the bag, hooked it back up and separated out the Pokemon toys Sarah and I would not play with from now on and put them in a drawer while keeping the others in my duffel bag for next time. I've got to find a box to put the other Pokemon things in so they don't clutter the drawer I put them in so they weren't scattered all over my bed or on the floor somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting that all settled I just relaxed and played on my computer and just as I was about to call Tyler, he called me. It was pretty funny. I talked to him a long while and spent some time back and forth through the house talking to him and my mom. About 9ish I finally got back to my computer and got on Skype so that Tyler and I could video chat. I wanted to wish him Happy Birthday on video. Over the phone just wasn't good enough. He was happy for it I think and I figured he deserved a little video chat on his birthday even though I don't really like them. It's not that I don't want to see him or anything, I just feel uncomfortable with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think part of it is it lags my computer horribly so it's almost impossible to do anything else while video chatting which kills me because I'm such a multitasker. It's also sorta because I feel chained to my desk as I tend to float around all day. I'll sit at my comp for awhile then go off and get some water, eat, or just wander the house. I have a hard time sitting still so really, being at the office on Fridays is a little difficult for me but I always reserve enough things for me to do on those days when I have only my computer for entertainment. Yeah, that's right. I can get bored on my computer despite the hundreds of things I could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The video ended a little early as my mom called me to show me something really cool. It was completely worth it as it was for a free download of "Born Again" by Newsboys via a Facebook widget that they posted. I'm pretty excited about this and I can't wait to download it tomorrow. I'd do it tonight but I'm just too tired to mess with it. When I returned to the computer, the video had dropped but it's okay, I was getting tired of it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it. I'm actually still on the phone with Tyler and I think I'm too tired to even try to play Pokemon Blue tonight. I'm going to go to bed pretty soon, I'm pretty wiped. Has to have been all that running around from earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3045628511117535229?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3045628511117535229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/tylers-birthday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3045628511117535229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3045628511117535229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/tylers-birthday.html' title='Tyler&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4423859428012887392</id><published>2010-03-17T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:26:11.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Special</title><content type='html'>Today was nothing particularly special. My sis was home for a short while this morning before she went off with her friend. We did, however, count out all my quarters this morning as she mentioned wanting to do a couple days ago. We discovered I had 100 dollars exact in quarters. Pretty cool. After that, she left with her friend so she could go to evening church. As always I played on Facebook and Global Pokedex Plus. I didn't play much Spore at all today. After awhile I got a sudden interest to play one of the older Pokemon games so I put Pokemon Blue into my transfer pak, cleared off my Pokemon to Pokemon Stadium 2's PC then restarted the game. Those old games are my mom common to replay. There's just something about them that makes them endlessly fun to replay and I always manage to train a different team of Pokemon every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been talking to my boyfriend on Skype a bit before playing the Pokemon game and went to it as soon as he had to get onto the bus to go home. I played while I waited for his call and when he called we just chatted as I played. I got pretty hyper but he didn't seem to mind. Honestly, he seemed upset when I calmed down but I felt stupid for having acted so energetic. A little while after I calmed down, he fell asleep on me so I had to hang up and call him back to see if he'd wake, it wasn't even that late, only about 8 his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He soon had to hang up and go do some homework and shortly after my mom texted me that she was headed home she asked me to get things started for the mashed potatoes. I did so and even thought to turn on the deep fryer so it would be warming when my mom got home for the chicken. Good thing I checked the inside of it though because the oil was practically sludge so I immediately started to cleaning it. I used a sponge at first but this job called for a steel wool. I was working hard on cleaning when my mom came in. Apparently she knew the fryer was a mess, I just wish I had cause I would have had that thing cleaned hours ago. She helped me clean it though so it was nice. We agree never to fry red meat in it ever again as this was the cause of doing that. I was so preoccupied with the cleaning that I forgot about the milk and hot water mixture I left on the stove to boil for the mashed potatoes and it had developed a skin. Luckily this was easy to remove and I had my sister keep it stirred while I finished cleaning but my mom took over cleaning so I took over the potatoes. It took awhile to boil and didn't do so till shortly after I joked with my sister about staring at to make it boil. I stared at it and it so happened to start boiling a little after. Talk about timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that boiling I was able to finish the potatoes then go eat. I ate a nice bowl of the garlic potatoes I made and they were pretty good. The chicken was nice too and I ate it with the remainder of a container of Little Caesar's ranch that I had used earlier at lunch for a pizza flavored Hot Pocket. I think I ate way too much cause I feel blech and I'm not sure if it's caused from eating too much, but I feel depressed.  I kinda think it's because Tyler hasn't called me back yet. I doubt he will again tonight. Sucks cause I was having such a nice time talking to him, now I have no one to talk to. I got a bit carried away when I washed my plate off as I ended up cleaning up not only my plate and the things I cooked with as I usually do, but I also cleaned all the utensils in the sink and a few other dishes. I half intended to do them all but I just didn't feel like it but I made a dent in it, however small it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mom I was going to stop at that point and she was okay with it then I returned to my room.  I feel really lonely right now with no one to talk to. Not that any of you readers are no one, I just need someone who talks in return. I apologize for the poorly constructed post but I just am not feeling well right now but I think it gets the point across. I think I'm going to return to playing Pokemon Blue and wait just a little longer for Tyler to call back. If he doesn't, I'll just go on to bed after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4423859428012887392?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4423859428012887392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4423859428012887392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4423859428012887392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/nothing-special.html' title='Nothing Special'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3411345918722256356</id><published>2010-03-16T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T20:40:47.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothballs Are Icky</title><content type='html'>Today hasn't been the best of days. I was up half the night last night because I could still smell the mothballs from yesterday, faintly in my room and they are still strong in the bathroom. I think it's causing me to feel a bit ill too. Even now I can still smell them. My mom took my sister to the doctor today so she wasn't here when I woke. Well, I say my mom, actually my mom took her with her and my grandma then took her to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day I mostly just played Spore and a bit of Facebook.  About 1:40ish PM I got a surprise call from Tyler. Very much a surprise as he usually doesn't call till late. I had a really nice time talking to him and we even had a video chat until he had to get on the bus. I was originally reluctant to have a video chat as I do not enjoy them but I did it because I knew he would be happy if I did and I wanted him to be happy. Admittedly I was very sad to see him go when he had to get on the bus from computer club at school. I noticed today his hair grew out from the horrible haircut he had previously. No offense to him, he didn't choose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we had to stop talking while he was on the buss I went to find me some lunch and chose a pizza Hotpocket. I was surprised when Tyler called me about 3 min after having hung up. Apparently he missed his stop so he had to walk the rest of the way to his dad's house but at least it meant I got to talk to him a bit while he got home. We resumed video chatting until my mom and sister came home in which I left the computer to go talk to them. My sister finally got a proper diagnosis and hopefully she will be better in about 6 weeks although I feel bad she still has to go even that long feeling like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did eventually return to my computer only to notice Tyler had said "brb" so I waited awhile for him then the video died. I took my computer to my mom's room so I could play while spending time with them. Tyler returned shortly before we started to watch the movie Paranormal Activity. That movie was the most horrifyingly boring movie I've seen probably since Rosemary's Baby. I'm not kidding, the movie bored me to tears. There was only a few parts I found funny but that was it. I was so glad when it was over and I was also glad to have my laptop with me while we watched it cause I'm sure that helped to curb the effect of all the boredom. I seriously don't see how anyone finds that movie any good but I won't dis anyone who does think it's a good movie. I'm just saying I don't see how anyone could find it entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after the movie was over I played on my computer while my mom and I sat and watched TV... Or something. honestly I don't remember now. My head rather hurts and I think it's from the scent of the mothballs. The strangest thing happened right after watching that dumb movie. I was standing at the foot of my mom's bed and I got a strange sensation kinda like vertigo a little bit but I felt like I was, not really slung back, but i guess more like my vision zoomed out very quickly and I felt very dizzy and nearly fell. I dunno, it's hard to explain. My sister joked and said I was haunted, I of course didn't buy it. I really think it is related to the mothball fumes screwing with me. My mom thought my foot turned under me, which it does sometimes but I explained the above to her. I've never had anything like that happen to me before. Not too fun either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I spent a bit more time in my mom's room I noticed Tyler hadn't said anything on Skype in a good few hours. At first he was only showing as not available but then he went offline. I started to worry as he had not warned me he was leaving as he usually would. I sent several messages to him but since he was offline they didn't send. I waited while I sat in my mom's room but when she was ready to go to sleep, I returned to my room and immediately tried to call him even though my post here wasn't even started. I called twice and no answer. This bothered me as usually he only missed the first call then picks up on the second but he missed both. I was relieved when he called in while I tried to call him a third time. I know I shouldn't panic so easily but I really love him so I tend to worry pretty easily when something goes out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its about time I wrap this up now. I think I've said most of what I'd like to record. I'm pretty tired so I think I'm going to go on now and lay down. Right after I finish checking my computer things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3411345918722256356?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3411345918722256356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/mothballs-are-icky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3411345918722256356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3411345918722256356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/mothballs-are-icky.html' title='Mothballs Are Icky'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-890334711774492991</id><published>2010-03-15T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T21:50:08.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ninja Snake</title><content type='html'>Yeah, that's right, a snake. Today started like any other. I casually played on my computer for a little before deciding to get a bath. I didn't take long and I returned to my room to get dressed for the clothes I had taken with me I couldn't fit in. Normally I wouldn't be typing about things like this, but this is how I encountered my "little friend". I was rummaging in my closet for a different outfit and took one up off one of those little things that hang down in your closet that has several "shelves" for putting clothes on. I thought nothing of this when I picked up the outfit and tossed it over to my bed. I'm not exactly sure what had happened during this time, I'm assuming I tossed the clothes to my bed as I do not recall and reason for walking back to my closet. Well, the next thing I knew I looked at my feet and saw a small, 8 inch snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things that went through my head were not fear but actually confusion. Several things came to mind within only a few seconds. First, I thought "Oh, a toy snake." as the animal was sitting in the common curvy pattern that you see typically in toy snakes. Next thing that came to mind was "How'd a toy snake get here?" then it was "Wait, I  don't own a toy snake like that." then finally it was "Ohshit I think it's real!" and I jumped back and screamed mostly from shock and not knowing if it was a venomous snake. I know what they look like but I wasn't going to stand with my bare feet right next to it while I searched for the identifying features.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought after realizing it was real was that it's pattern sorta looked like a Diamondback Rattlesnake but I was fairly certain I had not seen a rattle on it nor did I hear a sound from it. It really didn't seem to notice me nor treat me with much regard aside from slithering off as soon as I jumped back and screamed. My sister was in my room within seconds of me screaming. She asked what happened and as soon as I explained she asked where it was and when I told her it had gone into my closet she told me to just get out of the room despite me not having a shirt on. She was nice and let me borrow one of hers. I told her the snake looked like a Diamondback by it's markings but it didn't make a sound nor did it look to have a rattle. Of course, it being a bull snake, the Diamondback assumption makes sense as their markings are similar, especially at a glance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighanna was texting our mom about what was going on and keeping her updated. She also talked to my dad and he sent his friend "Shorty" over to help out with the snake since he was closer and could get to us faster. Leighanna was freaking out a bit once her initial adrenaline rush wore off. We waited around till Shorty and a friend of his I didn't recognize came to the house and we led him to my closet. The pretty much tore up my closet searching for the snake and came to the conclusion that it was under the bath tub since it was quite warm in there since I had just gotten a bath and it had not cooled down yet. They thought at first it likely got there through a crack between the wall and the floor but then realized there was a panel cut in my wall where it more likely had gone through. After removing the panel Shorty soon saw the snake but was unable to do anything about it as it was too far but he reassured me it was a bull snake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was immediately relieved as soon as he said that and that their markings are similar to a rattlesnake's. See, thing is, I like snakes. I don't like the venomous ones but I am not afraid of the non-venomous ones as the worst that can happen is a painful bite. Shorty and his friend still treated me as though I was terrified of snakes and that particular one despite me saying I was no longer afraid knowing what species it was. I think it didn't help my sis was joking about "coming to rescue me" although that's half true as I would have stood in confusion in my room for some time had she not come. My mom was also still worried but I honestly was no longer afraid since it was a bull snake. Another good thing knowing that, is the fact it means we don't have any rattlesnakes on our property as Bull snakes eat rattlesnakes. Also, according to Shorty, bull snakes are not very aggressive and will only bite when threatened and prefer to just run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two men said they were disappointed when they were unable to catch it as they had come eager to catch a snake. Honestly, I think I'm glad they didn't catch it because I think they would have killed it and considering a bull snake poses no threat to me, that just wouldn't be fair. Plus, it was a really young one seeing as they said it was only 8 inches as opposed to my crap guess of a foot and a half. Honestly, looking back at my very fuzzy memories of that snake, it was kinda cute. Despite my encounter, I still really like snakes. Just not when they shock me and appear out of nowhere in front of me. Really, as long as they aren't poisonous or big enough to crush me by constriction, I'm not too afraid of snakes and I really quite like them. I do wish I had been able to get a pic of him. From my memory, he looked like he might have been rather soft, at least on his belly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I calmed down after this incident rather quickly but my sister seemed rather shaken for a good while. Shorty suggested getting mothballs and tossing them inside the area blocked by the panel then to get some foam sealer to seal it off. He said this would drive it off and make it leave the same way it had come. I don't mind him being on our property, just not in our house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to stay alone in my destroyed room I took my laptop to my mom's room and made myself comfortable on her bed while my sister played on my mom's computer. I wanted to put my closet back together but I had to wait for my mom to come home with mothballs and the foam sealer. Leighanna wanted to play a game with me on the computer but we never found anything we wanted to play so she just played zoo vet 2 while I played Spore and Facebook on my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what brought it up, but my sister mentioned needing an Iowa quarter for her 50 states map, it being her last one. Wanting to make her happy I ran to my room to find one for her as I had already completed my map so any I had I could give her. I have some quarters so I searched through them all looking for one. Nothing. I took so long my sis came looking for me and she helped me look and we found nothing in all of them. I then had an idea and asked her to retrieve my purse. She brought it to me and I took out my wallet, knowing I had about 3 dollars of quarters in there. I searched the small amount of coins just hoping I would find the correct one. One by one, none were the right one then I stopped on one, unable to believe what I had in my hand. I let out some sort of victorious sound and it got my sister's attention and I quickly handed it to her. She was so very happy and I was happy I found it for her. I was thanked with a big hug and her exclaiming she loved me. It was pretty funny. I had to check out her finished map when she hammered it in. After that, we were bored and grouped my spare state quarters to see which were the most common and most rare of the ones I had. We agreed we'd never do that again, it was so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom soon came home with the mothballs and sealer and soon after she was in my room to get the job done. The mothballs stink horribly as they all do. She tossed quite a few in the hole then sealed the gap between the walls and floor then sealed the panel as well. I was happy the snake wasn't coming back but I disliked the strong mothball scent left in my room. I used some AirWick aerosol spray to reduce the stink. It helped a bit but I still ran from the room. By this time it was nearly time for House to start anyway so I had no use of my room at that point. We started water to boiling for supper 30 min before and nearly forgot about it till a random commercial. My mom took care of it though. We had macaroni and cheese. It was really good. My mom took the pot of food and put it on her bed so that we didn't have to worry about animals getting into it while w were watching. I found this hilarious as she's never done that before. But hey, it was also convenient for those of us wanting more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in my mom's room for awhile along with my sister as we watched a cake show but my sister left soon after it finished. I stayed a little after that but I left when I noticed my mom was tired and I wanted to let her sleep. My mom was concerned about whether I would be okay sleeping in my room tonight. I told her I was fine since the snake no longer scared me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen a live snake that wasn't contained as a pet or in a nature center. Really, I felt both startled and a bit scared as well as slightly excited to see a wild snake for the first time. Part of me hopes it's my last, but part of me hopes it's not. I just hope if I have another encounter with a wild snake, it's not with a venomous one. I know that many people would not have reacted well to this situation and that's understandable. I was freaked out pretty bad as I didn't really have time to investigate to tell if it was a "safe" snake or not. I know others would I don't really remember what else I want to put here. I know I'm missing  something but I'm so scatter brained it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think  that's about it. If there's something I missed then oh well. Anywho, goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-890334711774492991?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/890334711774492991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/ninja-snake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/890334711774492991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/890334711774492991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/ninja-snake.html' title='Ninja Snake'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1530878790858812794</id><published>2010-03-14T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:49:28.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough Day</title><content type='html'>Today has not been great at all. Firstly, my mom got me up and convinced me to go to my Grandma's house with my sister despite what I really wanted. In the end, this worked out better than my plan to just go on a weekday and spend from 8ish to 5. Instead I only had to stay from 7ish to 2. We had chicken paprika for lunch which I didn't care much for as the chicken was very dry. I'm extremely picky about my chicken but I ate it so I was not insulting to my dad. I did have some Easy Mac in addition to my meal so I didn't go hungry. My dad also made another dish but it involved eggplant and a lot of onion so I didn't touch it. I was a bit entertained when Eli, Lindsay's boyfriend showed interest in a game I was playing on my computer. It was Spore and it was just kinda fun to talk about something I like though it was awkward talking to him. Probably because I don't know him too well although he's been nothing but nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay drove me and Leighanna home as she was going to Eli's house for awhile. I really wish I could avoid ever getting into a vehicle with her driving ever again. She's a very reckless driver and it makes me nervous and nauseous. Not only that, but she thinks it's funny. I think otherwise and so does Leighanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom seemed very happy to have us home earlier than she thought. I was glad too. I just don't feel comfortable at my grandma's house although I very much enjoyed spending time with my dad. Mom was baking a cake called "chocolate pudding". It was odd as when making it certain parts you didn't stir together. It sounded very weird when my mom explained it. It was already in the oven when we got home but we got to see it when she pulled it out for a doneness test. I was officially freaked out as the cake looked to be crawling and breathing. IT really seemed alive, or that there was something alive just beneath the top crust. It finally stopped moving after my mom stabbed it enough times while testing to see if it was done. She took it to group with her and I just played on my computer till she returned. I had a rough time during the time she was gone but I really don't want to get into details so I won't but it caused my mom to come home early from group. I feel bad for her coming home early and missing some of group since she was enjoying it so even though she told me not to feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to have some cake as there was leftovers and I soon learned why it was called chocolate pudding. Apparently beneath the top crust it is very gooey and pudding like and it was just super amazing tasting. It helped to ease my mood but I still felt sad. I had tried to call my boyfriend prior to this so I could talk to him since I wasn't feeling well but he didn't answer. Unfortunately he called while I was on the phone with my mom and shortly after she got home so I was unable to answer as I was busy conversing with her. After eating cake we were preparing to watch a movie so I quickly listen to my voicemails then called him back so he wasn't worried about me not answering. I enjoyed talking with him for about 15 minutes I'd guess before we started the movie in which I then hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched Julie &amp;amp; Julia. It was a pretty funny movie but due to my eyes feeling tired and hurting from crying earlier I was more than eager for the end of them movie almost halfway through it. Being so tired, I returned to my room soon after and debated whether to listen to music or call my boyfriend. I decided to have both. What I mean is, since I usually pause conversation with him while typing this post, I thought I'd listen to music while I type this then call him and talk to him till we can't stay awake any longer. I really don't know what I would do without him in my life. Of course I feel the same way about my sister and mom and dad. Yes, even my dad. I have so many good people in my life and without them I probably would not still be here. My mom was such a support to me today but enough about that, I don't want to get into that further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for tonight. I know it was very short and I left out a lot of details but I'm just far from in the mood to do an extensive post. Honestly, I'm contemplating making these posts shorter but cutting out as much pointless crap as I can. This way, there's less crap for any of you there to read, plus I don't end up breaking my fingers off from so much typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1530878790858812794?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1530878790858812794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/rough-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1530878790858812794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1530878790858812794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/rough-day.html' title='Rough Day'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-9102686299959343478</id><published>2010-03-13T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T11:25:48.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie Saturday</title><content type='html'>Today was a very laid back day. Not like most of my days aren't. The day actually went by very quickly as my mom, sister, and I were watching movies on the Hallmark channel. I went back and forth from watching a little of a movie then going back to my room to play Spore or play something on Facebook but I finally just brought my computer into the room so I could play while I watched. At one point, during commercials, Leighanna kept making a beeping noise at Raya, one of our two larger dogs. This was incredibly cute as he kept making a strange little noise in response that sounded a bit like he was complaining at her but I cannot imagine him being too upset with it since he was wagging his tail.  I think he soon realized every time he made that sound in response to the beep, he got loved on because we found it cute. He even kept pawing at my mom and clinging to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For breakfast my mom made a variation of the turkey-cheese melts by putting the turkey and shredded Colby Jack between two halves of a biscuit. It was incredibly good and I'd love to have it again. Later my mom mentioned us having chicken and cheese rice, one of my favorite dishes, for supper. Later I had gotten up off my mom's bed to ask what we were going to have for lunch when I noticed she was already cooking supper. This confused me as I thought it was noon-ish but when I checked the time it was actually around 6. It felt weird cause the day was going by pretty quickly, yet slowly at the same time. Really hard to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper was good, as always. That dish is never not good to me. It's always been a favorite throughout my life though this time, I loved the chicken. Of course the chicken has been very good recently, but it was even more so amazing today. My mom had tried a new trick with the chicken that she saw on TV this morning. What she did was pounded the chicken flat so it could cook thoroughly and by her doing so, it made the chicken amazingly tender and juicy. In addition to this meal, I had a handful of snow peas. I've decided that I think they taste like a mix between bell peppers and lettuce. So good though. For dessert we had chocolate brownies "iced" with melted peanut butter. THAT was truly amazing. Of course, you can't go wrong icing chocolate with peanut butter. Unless you're allergic. Then that's a completely different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to lounge on my mom's bed and played Spore on my laptop. I had a lot of fun, especially when I managed to finally kill an "epic" creature which are creatures of Godzilla proportions, incredibly hard to kill and can kill you in one touch. Odd about this one was when it attacked my creature's nest and I ran to help defend the next by drawing it away, it seemed it was unable to kill my family creatures. It tried but it never laid a single bit of damage to them plus, it was stuck on the large group of creatures so it didn't chase me down so I was able to help out in killing it and took down it's 999 hp within a few minutes which is incredible as once I had gotten close to killing one without getting a lucky break like this then something happened and it revived to full health again. So annoying. Anywho, doesn't matter cause I finally killed one. I wanted to do so so badly. One, to see if it was possible, which I assumed considering there is an achievement you can get if you do so, and two, I wanted the achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in my mom's room till she was ready to go to bed. I asked a few times before that if she wanted me to leave so she could have quiet time but she said she was enjoying my company so I stayed.  I definately had no problems staying there with her. When she was ready to go to bed, I said goodnight and packed up my laptop and came back to my room. I very soon called my boyfriend even though I was just starting my post. I had been thinking of him all day and didn't want to wait any longer to call him and talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little bad that I have decided not to go to my grans house tomorrow with my sis since they invited me to go but I really just don't feel comfortable with it. My mom seems fine with my decision although I understand I should likely go to visit them someday soon so they don't get the wrong idea and think I hate them which is not true. It's just that recent events has caused me to feel uneasy when I am down there. I was surprised my sister wanted to go but she eventually said she didn't want to go but is going so they will stop bothering her about going to visit. Apparently they pester her more than me about it as I have only gotten this recent "invitation" to go while my sister has been prodded multiple times to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think that's just about it. Night everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-9102686299959343478?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/9102686299959343478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-saturday.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/9102686299959343478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/9102686299959343478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/movie-saturday.html' title='Movie Saturday'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6801418004714570706</id><published>2010-03-12T19:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T20:53:07.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Really Good Day!</title><content type='html'>Today really was probably the best day I've had in quite awhile. I woke at about 6:30 and I would have waited for my mom to come "wake" me, but I got so wide awake while I waited for 6:40 I couldn't stand to lie in my bed another second so I got up and started getting ready. My mom was shocked to see me up already when she came to wake me. I really should have stayed in bed till 40 though because I was ready to go pretty quickly and I was bored out of my mind. I just can't dawdle nor can I idle. I just seem to get things together as quickly as possible then I'm left idling because I got ready to quickly. For breakfast I ate some chocolate fudge poptarts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was pretty typical when we got to the office. I mostly played on the computer but I grew bored very quickly as I found myself unable to find things to hold my interest for long. At lunch we planned to go help Judy with her computer then we were going to go by the bank to close my savings account and open up a checking account in it's place so that I have a little more freedom with it. Of course I'm still going to be as careful with my money as always but at least I don't have limits in the case I need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time that I was waiting for lunch I stalked around a bit on eBay and had pretty much decided I definitely wanted Pokemon Soul Silver after having stalked it for a few weeks now. I actually thought I had about 155 dollars in my account in which I could buy it with. I was lucky as when I had asked mom about the legitimacy of the game I was looking at being sold as pre-order before it was officially released and after she telling me it was legit if I bought from a top-rated seller, this prompted me to want to check my funds. My mom gave me the number to the bank and I called them myself. Nerve-wracking as it was my first time to do so. I was confused when I was told I only had 114 in my account. After my mom was off the phone with someone,  I told her this and she told me to call again and ask for a transactions report. I did so, this time it was easier. I went back a few months and I recognized everything they reported. I thanked them and hung up. I wasn't happy that I had less than I did, but I was glad that there were not mysterious transactions, especially after that weird e-mail I got the other day, regardless of my mom denouncing its authenticity. I was also disappointed as this meant I could not buy Soul Silver yet but it made me glad I had not tried to buy it sooner as I would have gone under 100 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked up on Deviant Art and noticed some new deviations from an artist I have been watching. One of his pictures referenced a song called "Our Solem Hour" by Within Temptation. I didn't know this song but curious, I looked it up on You Tube. I decided I liked the song very much but was a it weirded out when I noticed that the lead singer looks a bit like Melinda Gordon from Ghost Whisperer at many angles. I'm sure it's just me but I find it kinda scary. I also looked up other songs by Within Temptation but none I liked as much as "Our Solem Hour".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also before lunch my mom showed me about how to balance a check book. At first I thought it looked highly complicated but after having it explained it actually looks quite easy. I almost think my mom might have enjoyed teaching that to me. After that I returned to my computer until about 20 min til lunch when my mom asked if I wanted to eat. Apparently she wanted to eat early so we'd have time to do everything else during lunch. Good thing as we went 15min over due to the bank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long to try to help Judy. Unfortunately we were unable to locate what she was looking for on her drive. As we were leaving her house I noticed a plant next to the door. I almost always notice the plants. I had asked what it was and she didn't know I don't think but she told me that I could have a couple of the leaves as the plant spawns from the tips of it's leaves, which is pretty odd, but not surprising to me. I have a plant that spawns similarly but it does so from the base of it's leaves and only when they have been broken off from the plant. I thanked her for the leaves and it made me very happy as I am always excited to get a new plant. My mom even told Judy how much she made my day by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at the bank to do my account stuff so I left the leaves in a shady place in the car while we did that. That was a mistake I believe, not that I had much choice, because the heat for even just one hour seemed to have damaged the existing, small roots it had. It seemed at first that it was only a few but the rest died throughout the rest of the day. Although the small, new plants sprouting off the tip still seems green so I currently have them with some rooting hormone to see if it will stimulate new roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now while we were at the bank I felt a bit nervous. I'm not entirely sure why. The lady helping us was very nice to me. I was shocked when she actually asked my age instead of assuming when my mom told her I wanted to open a checking account. It was pretty funny really. When my mom said that she asked about my age and when my mom replied with "21" she smiled and said "Yes she can." I really liked her, she made me feel a little less uncomfortable although I felt a bit silly about my questions I kept asking but she reassured me several times I was not bothering her. I hope it was true. My mom kept joking saying I was "signing my life away". This actually made me uncomfortable as I did not know why she was saying that. Apparently it was only a joke in refference to the number of times I had to sign my name and such. She seemed to feel bad when she noticed it was unnerving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a bit glad to get back to the office and relax a bit after that but I was still pretty hyper for some reason. I think I felt rather empowered by having called the bank earlier. It made me feel very smart. I don't know if we actually did this before or after lunch but my mom and I also looked up the locations of GameStop in town so we would know where we needed to go so I could get the event Jirachi that ends tomorrow. Anticipating this made my day inch by slowly and very little held my interest. My boyfriend, Tyler, called me sometime after lunch. He was feeling depressed and I asked him what was wrong and he only said it was cause he couldn't be with me yet. Really, he says this so often I really didn't think about it and I said something that I really thought was something he normally laughed at and I was only trying to cheer him up. Unfortunately this had the opposite effect somehow and he ended up hanging up on me. I really didn't intend to hurt his feelings. I can't even remember what I said now but I apologized several times but he still seemed really upset. He never called back after that until later when I had decided to start cleaning a little early as I was too down to really do anything or enjoy playing Spore as I had been doing while all that was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad when I realized I missed his call so I texted him explaining that. He replied saying it was okay. He is so very quick to forgive. I guess that's good and I'm the same way. It sucked that my cleaning job ended so quickly as the last hour dragged pretty badly with nothing to do and especially so on the last 30 min before we could go. 10 min went by fairly well when a woman named Cynthia(sp?) was in the office on errand. She was nice and chatted a short while before going on with her other errands. The last 20 min were pure torture, likely cause I was eager to get my Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad when it finally became time for us to go though we had to go by my Grandma's house first to pick up money from my dad. My mom was not feeling well and have been suffering a massive headache most of the day and didn't feel like going in and my dad was too tired to come outside so I had to go in to get it myself. I felt bad for my mom with me sticking around so long but I didn't want to look like I was coming in to get money then leave and I definitely want them to know I love them and whatnot. So I chatted for awhile though I hated taking so long for my mom's sake so I mentioned nicely a few times that I should go since mom didn't feel well and I finally managed to leave so that my mom and I could go get my Pokemon event, get groceries, and get home as soon as possible so she could relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so so grateful to my mom for taking me to get the Jirachi Pokemon from the event. Even in the happen so that I didn't get one, I still was happy that she was willing to take me. We headed off, looking for the first one but we realized the location we had written down was likely the GameStop in the mall and we had already passed it when we realized it so we decided to go to the other one as it was nearby. We went in and I took my DS. At this point I was nearly bursting with excitement as this is the first event Pokemon I was at least attempting to get that I had to leave the house in order to receive it. I waited while the guy at the counter waited on another customer then when he was available I asked about how to get the Jirachi. He explained to me that location was not handing them out anymore and that I should try the location in the mall as they still were and they guy there could help me. He asked if I wanted to pre-order Soul Silver or Heart Gold but I told him know and thanked him for the information then my mom and I left for the other GameStop. Honestly, I thought the outlet in the mall would be the less likely of the two to provide the download.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really didn't take us too long to locate the GameStop outlet. My mom needed to go do something else right then so she asked if she could do that while I got the Pokemon. I let her know I had no problem with that and entered the store. I asked the guy behind the counter if the event was still going on. This time I asked that because I was afraid they might have stopped the event a day early. The guy seemed less than happy to deal with me and made it clear he had no idea anything about it really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I could mention that the event shouldn't have ended yet, a black-haired lady behind him told me the event was still active and my hopes instantly rose. She told me all I needed to do was go to my main screen on my game. When I got there I asked if I go to Mystery Gift, she said yes and I was given three options. I knew it was not the option on the top as it was "receive from friend" so it left me with "receive from wireless" and "receive from Nintendo WFC". I figured it couldn't be the last since I got the Pikachu colored Pichu that way and I was unable to get Jirachi doing that though you can never know for certain. She told me to select "receive from wireless". I did so and waited while it searched for the download. I was so happy when it asked me if I wanted to download Jirachi. I really half expected for something to go wrong and leave me unable to get it.  The lady also told me to obtain the Jirachi, I would need to go in-game and talk to a man at the Pokemart. I knew this already but I thanked her all the same. She didn't ask if I wanted to buy anything and almost seemed happy seeing how excited I was though I'm sure it was for something else. I was just brimming with excitement and energy when I got the Jirachi I could barely contain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I left the store my mom was heading my direction. She seemed shocked I was done already though I knew the download would not take long, experience from the Pikachu colored Pichu. I think she could tell I was excited but she asked me if I got it all the same. She seemed happy for me when I told her I had and I thanked her for bringing me. She also asked to see the Pokemon, I don't blame her, I was excited over it so of course she'd want to see it. I showed her and she thought it was cute, commenting that it looked like a little joker. She's kinda right. She even asked me if I thought it was cute. I found this question odd but I told her yes cause I do think it's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we left the mall she told me she was glad I had so much energy as she was very tired and needed me to be alert for her. I'd have been happy to do this any day for her but I was especially willing to do so today especially since she had done something so very nice for me, it was the least I could do to do some things to help her out. Grocery shopping didn't seem to take too long to me. I helped my mom get the things on our list plus a few extras, such as snow peas when I noticed them on the shelf in the veggie isle. When I saw them I just stopped and pointed and looked at my mom like "OMG look!". I love snow peas, ever since my dad bought them one time they were in a salad bag. I've seen snap peas, but I have never seen snow peas available in the store before. I was so happy that my mom let me get them. I felt so showered with gifts today as I just kept getting such awesome things. Even if the plants I got are not savable my mom told me she could get more leaves from Judy another day if need be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were ready to check out a little while later, I helped put things on the conveyor belt and we noticed one of the Snack Packs we bought was damaged so I took the damaged one and returned to the isle it was on and got another as my mom paid for the food. She was smart and told the lady we were buying three Snack Packs even though there were only two on the conveyor as I was going to be getting another. This saved time as we didn't have to scan it when I got there. As we approached our van we were afraid it might not have been ours as, I don't know if I mentioned it before but if I have here's a recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were coming out of Walmart a separate day and we accidentally opened up another person's vehicle. It scared the crap out of us as it looked like ours from the outside and my sis had even climbed in but she soon noticed it didn't smell like out vehicle and as we opened a side door to see a baby seat my sis was jumping out saying it wasn't our vehicle. We quickly closed the doors and looked around for our own van. We couldn't believe the owners of the other van had been so careless to leave their vehicle unlocked. Luckily, we were all honest people and had only opened theirs by mistake when we thought it was ours. We were glad to find our own vehicle and drive off for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so this didn't happen today but it made us think a little before opening it up. I checked the back and noticed the distinguishable crack and dentage on the back door and I also heard the doors unlock when my mom used the clicker. We were so happy to be heading home at this time and thus, glad we were not going to group as that meant we would have been out much later and my mom's headache was something horrible. As we started for home my mom complained of not feeling well and her vision being a little cloudy. This alerted me as she was driving and was asking me to be alert for her so she didn't run over pedestrians in the parking lot. I didn't like this at all and she actually drove a fair ways before I convinced her to let me drive despite my dislike for it. I wasn't going to let her go too far, it was getting dark and even with her normal vision she has terrible night-time vision, and she says so herself. So cloudy vision plus oncoming darkness, not a good combination. She turned into a little housed area and we switch seats and I drove the rest of the way home. My leg hurt horribly at first as I'm not accustomed to driving much but I ignored the pain and kept going. About halfway there my mom told me that I must love her a lot if I was willing to drive for her. She's damn right though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both so happy to be home and even though I was more nervous about driving this time than usual, my mom said I did better at driving than ever before. Heh, perhaps I should be nervous driving from now on. Lol not. My legs felt like jello for a short while. My energy from my excitement had completely diminished now and I was long ready to eat. I had been ready to eat since 3 and it wasn't till 6:49 when we left for home from Walmart, so it was later than that when I ate. I just cooked a little mini pizza and ate that with ranch dressing and my stomach was happy. It helped that while it cooked, I ate the remainder of my sister's plum as she didn't want all of it. While I ate my pizza I watched Ghost Whisperer with my mom then after that I lounged on her bed with her while we watched Medium. As soon as those shows were over I knew I needed to go to bed soon. I told my mom goodnight and thanked her a few times more to show my immense gratitude for taking me to get my Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seemed so happy to know I was happy. I'll know from now on not to be afraid to ask her if I can do something in the future since the worst that can happen is I just get a no. But I'll be sure to ask for something that is not inconvenient to ask for. I'd never ask to go get a Pokemon event that takes place somewhere either all across town when we're not going in town, or in another city, etc. This one just so happened to be in our general area so it wasn't too much trouble to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. I have gone through this so many times to add in details I kept forgetting to record. I swear if there is anything else I'm missing after this, I think we can all live without it as I think I got all the important stuff plus a lot of crap no one will likely care about. Probably not even me within a couple of days but hey! I've got it anyway. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think it's time for me to crash out. Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6801418004714570706?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6801418004714570706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/really-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6801418004714570706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6801418004714570706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/really-good-day.html' title='Really Good Day!'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6708892846611456657</id><published>2010-03-11T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T21:11:19.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessed? Maybe A Little.</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty good. Not completely normal but not abnormal. I woke at about 7:30 and just played on my computer, playing on Facebook and GPX I also tried playing some more Pokemon Stadium 2. Have I mentioned that game is evil? Cause it is. I can't seem to win. I gave up on Challenge Cup Master Ball and went for Poke Cup Great Ball. I did well and got 4 continues till I got to the second to last battle. No matter what I did, I couldn't win and it shredded all my continues then shredded me. It was so frustrating and I soon had to stop and do something else. I wanted to play Naruto after that but I had to wait as crops were almost done on Farmville so I clicked Pokemon on GPX while listening to music while I waited. Once I took care of my farm, I went to play Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't fare well on this game today. I only tried to get first place on survival but I couldn't even get past 20 wins. I tried almost every character I am capable of playing that aren't my sister's specific favorites. That became frustrating so I at some hot dogs for lunch, tried a little longer, then shut it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have much to do after that so, I'm not certain what triggered it now, but I decided I wanted to watch Pokemon from the very first episode. I thought about how I always hated not seeing it on TV when I was little and having You Tube now-a-days, I can watch anything. So I did, I watched through episode 4 before my mom came into my room and asked about supper. I was watching a really weird episode thing though. It wasn't part of the series but was for Pokemon Mystery Dungeon. I think I will never watch anything like it again. It was painfully bizarre. My mom left and I finished watching it at it only had 4 min left, of course before that time was up my mom came back to say something about supper. Not sure if she was just wanting a confirmation about something or thought I wasn't planning to get up to make it and wanted to remind me she was hungry and wanted me to cook. I explained I had 3 min left on the show and wanted to finish it. She understood and as soon as it was over I went to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister didn't come home from school on normal time as she had band practice till late so my mom and I made supper for just us. It was great. We had Tilapia seasoned the way I decided to. I didn't use a recipe, I didn't feel like taking the time to do so so I just used common sense and put together a lemon, garlic, butter sauce. The garlic was diced as small as I could make it, which was pretty small. The butter was typical butter and was melted before being added to the mix. I added a slight bit of salt to the sauce as well. I didn't take exact measurements of the ingredients, I just eyeballed them and made an amount that looked appropriate for the amount of fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I washed the 6 fish fillets and after drying them each off I placed them gently in a lightly greased baking dish and I rubbed a bit of curry powder on the topsides of the fish then drizzled the butter sauce on top of them. They baked for less than 30 min I'm sure, 20 maybe. We forgot to set a timer so we just watched it carefully. I was very proud of this dish and I thought it was good. The lemon was not over powering. It was there but it was faint, but not too faint. My mom really liked it so it made me very happy especially after the disaster with scampi just the night before. I thoroughly enjoyed it, and my mom and I both agreed it was much better than the other two times I had made this so I think I am getting better. I think I will do this same butter sauce again when we make this another time. Although I think I might try making a little more. It added great flavor to the fish while maintaining the ability to taste the fish so in my opinion it was perfect. Of course, I guess I would think so it being my cooking, although I'm about as critical about my cooking as I am my art and if it's anything less than what I know my best is, then I am typically not happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my mom and I ate we watched Ghost Whisperer. It was a very creepy episode. End of story. It wasn't brand new, we had it recorded for quite some time and just never got around to watching it. We debated about whether we wanted to watch  Medium after that and we ended up deciding to do so. That episode was unusually creepy as well. It was interesting, but it creeped me out royally. After that, my mom returned to her room and Leighanna and I watched a little of America's Funniest Videos before I grew bored and went to my room to watch one more episode of Pokemon for the night then turned to work on this blog seeing as it still needed to be done prior to, well about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anywho, I think I'm gonna go on to bed now. I'm pretty tired. I apologize for the short post but I'm rather tired and it's making me feel a little disoriented and weird as I'm typing this. Goodnight all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6708892846611456657?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6708892846611456657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/obsessed-maybe-little.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6708892846611456657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6708892846611456657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/obsessed-maybe-little.html' title='Obsessed? Maybe A Little.'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3937481299685814344</id><published>2010-03-10T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T19:44:16.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pokemon Stadium</title><content type='html'>I don't really feel like typing a novel about today as I did yesterday so I'm going to make this short and sweet. Today I woke a little early. Early enough my mom had not gotten to work yet. For a majority of the day I spent my time playing on Global Pokedex Plus and watching Animal Planet. For breakfast I just had a couple of bowls of cereal and a couple nutmeg muffins and for lunch, well, late lunch as I didn't eat till 3:40 PM after breakfast, I ate one of the plums my mom had bought recently. It was very good. Sweet near the outside and more sour towards the pit. I did grow a bit tired of TV and I was back at my computer when I realized I was not entirely certain of the pronunciation of my favorite Pokemon's name, Dunsparce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This immediately made me want to play Pokemon Stadium 2 to find out. Honestly, of all the years I have owned this game, two major things stand true. One is, that I have never beaten this game even once since getting it along with Pokemon Stadium for my birthday when I was little. And the second, is that I do not recall EVER seeing Dunsparce on this game before today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the latter in mind I set up a quick battle so I could switch to Dunsparce and have the announcer say it's name for me. I actually use this on several Pokemon from Generations 1 and 2 that I do not know how to say the names of. The first battle I had forgotten that the announcer voice was off so I had to leave the battle and do a new battle. I was relieved to find out I had been saying it correctly all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that out of the way, the first mentioned point came to mind so I set out to TRY to work on beating it. I've had little luck and have only tried Challenge cup. I keep going into this game thinking "I know more about Pokemon now than I did then, this should be easy." No. I'm always wrong. This game is difficult beyond reason and is made of pure evil. Of course, I am on Master ball of Challenge Cup but it's still hard. I think I just suck at Pokemon, though I've done much better than this on the adventure games. Eh. I've tried several times now and never get past battle two. Although this most recent time I think I have and still haven't gone out yet. Maybe I've been given a fairly decent team that I can work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had the chance to finish all the battles is after the first few I had to get up to cook supper. I was happy cause I had not had Shrimp Scampi in awhile now. Luckily I started working at 8:00, 20 min after asking my mom when I should start but I got no response. By the time she responded and she asked how long it would take and I replied about 30 min she told me to start then which I had been. I was a little upset tonight as I did not have any green onions to use. Not my mom's fault, but mine for not checking if we had it before today. I could definitely tell a difference from the smell it had today that it was not the same. To cope a little, I used some garlic powder but I used a light amount. The flavor was still real good despite not having the onions. For color, I added some powdered dried parsley flakes to it since the green onions were the only thing to give it some color and it just looked so bland without a little green in it. I was fairly content with how it looked. One unfortunate thing that did bruise my confidence a little was the noodles did not get cooked properly. I had given them more than 13 minutes to cook but they were still rather hard and many stuck together. I was grateful that my mom did not get many of these noodles so she was able to enjoy it. I enjoyed mine too despite having more of the hard noodles but I still got some soft ones to enjoy so I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chatted with my mom after that a bit and began to feel a little depressed. Not sure why though when I mentioned it to my mom she thought it was because of the noodles. I told her it wasn't that and that I do not know why I felt that way. Honestly, I really don't, I just don't feel good. I'm really tired of feeling this way. Anywho, despite the noodles, my mom seemed to really enjoy the meal and expressed she was grateful that I had cooked and fed the animals for her. I was happy that those two small acts had made her happy though I did feel guilty I had not done anything more to help out around the house. I need to stop being so lazy and do more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think that about fits my day in a nutshell. I just wanted to get this done so I do not end up forgetting it when I go back to Pokemon Stadium here in just a little bit. Anywho, Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3937481299685814344?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3937481299685814344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/pokemon-stadium.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3937481299685814344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3937481299685814344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/pokemon-stadium.html' title='Pokemon Stadium'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8742906341643386456</id><published>2010-03-09T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T21:02:05.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Ate My Snack Pack?</title><content type='html'>Today seemed pretty long no thanks to waking up at 6:30 to Li, our Shih Tzu , barking like crazy. At first I thought "what on Earth could he be barking about when we now have the living room window blocked?". Unable to sleep with him barking, I got up to investigate without taking note of the time. I soon realized my mom was still home, and that's when I noticed the time. Secure in knowing why he was all excited and barking,  I thought about going back to bed but, according to my mom, apparently I did talk to her a bit before she left and she had asked me to lock the door. For some reason this doesn't feel like it happened today and I didn't even remember I talked to her this morning till she said something about it just a little bit ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke maybe an hour or two later. At that time, I got up to begin my usual routine of playing on my computer. This was soon put on hold when I realized the internet wasn't working. I texted my mom asking her if she knew the internet was not working. I didn't receive a response right away so I took the liberty to check the center of internet operations in my mom's room. I immediately noticed the router said the internet was not working. Really, it was non-existent as instead of a red light for internet failure the light was not lit at all. I tried power-cycling the router but nothing changed. I then noticed right above the internet light the modem light was also off so I had to move the mattress on my mom's bed so I could get to the modem that was located against the farthest wall and under her bed. It took me a bit of effort but I managed to reach down between the bars  of the headboard of the bed and brought the modem up where I could see it's display. It was completely dead. I immediately assumed something was wrong and it might have to be replaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before panicking too much, I tried power-cyling that but nothing changed. I decided I might need to unplug it and plug it back in at the outlet so I searched for where it was plugged in at. I traced the cable from the modem to the plug and discovered it was unplugged. Rather relieved I plugged it in, checked the display and it was on at the very least. It seemed to need to be reset a bit so I kept pressing the button on the front and waiting till the, now red, internet light turned green. Proud of my little victory I returned the modem to it's placement on the floor and moved my mom's mattress back into place then returned to my room to resume my natural routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished up on everything I wanted to do on my computer so I grew bored of it and decided to watch TV. I almost napped while I watched but I stayed awake. On my own, I think I watch Animal Planet far more than any other channel. I really like that channel and I learn a fair bit from it. My favorite shows on that channel are Animal Cops and The Most Extreme although I thoroughly enjoy all the other random shows that come on like Untamed and Uncut and Weird, Freaky and True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had thought about playing Pokemon Ruby while I watched but I ended up not doing that. Even though the morning went by very slowly time flew a bit while watching TV. I cannot remember what time it was when I finally grew hungry but when I did I didn't even finish watching the show I was viewing before getting up to get something. I was a fatty today, I ate three hot dogs, a nutmeg muffin and a small bowl of grapes. From now on, I hope to get a smaller amount of food and combine it with a glass of milk. I've noticed I get full faster on smaller amounts of food if I drink a glass of milk with it. Also sometime during this time I got my laundry done. I could have waited till tomorrow but I am working on rescheduling my laundry day to being on Mondays and Thursdays so that I don't have quite so much to do by doing it once a week. I also wanted to download and play a demo on my Wii but when I searched in the Wii's shop channel, there was nothing to be found. I gave up then shut down and unplugged the Wii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I returned to watching TV for only a short while then played on my computer some more. Around 3:30 ish I decided to play Naruto on the Wii but as soon as I got it started up I realized my laundry was done drying so I went to fetch that and got it folded. My sister came home while I was putting away the last of my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighanna didn't play with me straight away as she wanted to get a bath first. Fine with that, I played by myself as I had planned that originally anyway until she was ready to join. I wanted to train playing Sasuke so I could use his Fire Style: Fire Ball jutsu to maximize scoring on two player mode. I did this on single player and got the hang of it pretty well. When I was done, I ended up with a score of about 533k and was awarded Hokage rank. Having done that and not wanting to try to beat my score at that time I turned to time trial but I didn't get far and left the game running while I went back to my room to check my computer. Leighanna came into my room during this time and seemed to be in a good mood. She explained she was in a bad mood due to idiotic people at school but the bath seemed to sooth her nerves. She chatted for a little while before we went to the living room to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to try some score maximizing training, as I will call it, with Temari since I got a killer score with Sasuke. Soon after battle 2 I could tell she would beat my score. She didn't think so for awhile but I was certain of it, that is, if she kept up her point gain trend, which she did. She ended up creaming me by about 75k points with a score of aprox 610K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fine with it as I've learned not to be a sore loser or winner. I guess I do this because of my other sister, Lindsay, who I cannot enjoy playing video games with and I am fearful to win on anything and I often purposefully restrain myself so I don't win whether or not I could normally, because she would get very angry and makes you feel like crap for it, then if she wins, she rubs it in your face. Another bad thing is if you beat her score on something and she can't beat you, she resets all the scores and then gets her score again. She did this one time I know of on a Mario Kart, I think 64, when I beat some of her ghosts and replaced them. She wasn't happy and the next day everything was reset and she had a couple scores. So because of this, I hated winning and this is why losing doesn't bother me as long as the one who beat me isn't trying to rub it in my face. Losing kept all our feelings on the positive so it was a worthwile sacrifice. No point winning if it always ends in an argument. I just enjoy playing the game more than anything and I know how bad it feels to others when someone is a sore loser or winner so I try not to be that way myself, although it really isn't hard for me as it's really kind of my nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my sister Leighanna is not like this and I can feel free to strive to win because she doesn't get ticked off about me beating her. Admittedly I was a bit upset that my spotlight lasted a short while, anyone would be but I didn't make my sister feel bad for it although I think she did feel a little guilty but I let her know I wasn't bothered by it so she shouldn't feel bad about it. I then told her I'd just have to find a way to crush her.  But of course I said this in a way that was not taken in the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she had gotten through her single match and creamed my score, we were hungry so we ate a little. Me, I got a bag of crunchy Cheetos while my sis got a bowl of chili and some saltine crackers. I had waited a little thinking we'd play again soon but apparently my sis intended for me to play a bit on my own while she ate. She thought she had said it already but I missed it but she didn't seem angry. I decided to play single survival using Orochimaru. I shouldn't have done this because my sis was done eating before I was done with the survival matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt increasingly guilty as I played and she waited. She even started to get her bad mood back and I'm not certain if I had done something wrong or if it was something else. I felt tempted to forfeit several times but she claimed to be alright with waiting although she said she didn't want to play long. Luckily, I ended up dying within a handful more battles. I think my guilty feeling of keeping her from playing with me is what killed me. It's for the better as she was able to join in although it was not enjoyable as she was kinda snippy with me and not wanting to cause trouble, I chose my words carefully but it caused the air in the room to feel stagnant and it affected my end of our team battle. We restarted it a few times when we got crappy early scores but continued on the third try regardless of it not being an optimal starting score. Even though we did not get Hokage rank, we did steal the first slot on the high-score board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped playing after that with Leighanna taking her remote to my room then going off to her own. I'm really hoping I didn't do something to make her angry but I'll never know without causing unneeded strife so I'll just leave it be. Having no real ideas of what to do on the game, I decided to stop playing and I went back to my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom was home about 5:30 and I ran outside to greet her. It's a good thing not only cause I greeted her but because I was out there and ready to help bring in groceries that I for some dumb reason didn't think she had with her. I hauled in all the bags all at once, which was dumb cause it was heavy and hard. I got in though and started putting things away. I was excited to see my mom got some Snack Pack pudding cups and plums. My mom went back out to get the cat food and the large water jug for the water machine so I helped her by opening the door and taking the cat food bag. I finished putting things away after getting the cat food set down as it was a very large bag and was heavy. Even with me standing there, one of our cats, Rip, decided he was hungry and started trying to tear into the bag with his teeth. Luckily he did not get it open and my mom and I worked on getting it into the plastic container we keep cat food in so the animals can't get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going back to my room, I stuck around and chatted with mom. I think I helped her a little if nothing more than giving her someone to vent to. I started thinking about this Pokemon Event for Pokemon Pearl, Diamond and Platinum to get a special Jirachi. I wanted to ask my mom if she would be alright with taking me to Game Stop on Friday since we would already be in town but I couldn't find an appropriate time to ask as I didn't want to sound insensitive to what my mom was saying so I payed attention to her and saved my question for later. Even though it's nothing bad, I still felt scared to ask my mom if I could go to the Pokemon event. I guess I'm just not used to getting a yes when I ask for something, plus I feel selfish when I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were hungry so my mom started cooking turkey-cheese melts and asked me to stay with her and chat. I had no problem with that and had not even thought about leaving anyway. We chatted a bit more while she cooked. After awhile I finally drew enough courage to ask her if I could go. I knew the worst that could happen was I get a no, but I was scared anyway. To my surprise, she had no problem with it. I was so happy that she said yes to something like that. I'm so excited! I got the Pichu event but I could get that from home, this will be the first event Pokemon I will be getting that I have to go somewhere to receive! My mom is so nice, and not just because of that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom did something new with the turkey-cheese melts today. She decided, since she likes the little fried bits of cheese that escape the sandwiches while she makes them that she would try frying some cheese on the outside face of the bread. It was REALLY good. I thought the crispy cheese tasted a lot like Cheez-its. I told my sis that and she was skeptical even on first bite but as she chewed she exclaimed that it really did taste like that. Odd thing, I loved it; and I hate Cheez-its. I was full after eating and I mentioned that I wished I could have one of the Snack Pack pudding cups. My mom said I could and didn't know why I couldn't then understood that I said what I did cause I was full. My sis wanted one so I decided to be a fatty a second time and eat one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon seeing the brand of the pudding cups my sis grew excited that they were "Snack Packs". Apparently there is a hilarious video about it she saw at church. She explained the video then after we got on my mom's computer to see the video. I think my sister's rendition was much more entertaining than the real thing. If any of you reading care to know what I'm talking about, so I don't have to explain the contents of the video, just search "Snack Pack" on Youtube. You'll find it easy. We watched some other videos by "Balloon Shop" the creator of the "Snack Pack" video. Some were plain dumb but we enjoyed "Hey Ben", "My Last Coke" and a few others I can't remember. What was even better was the facial reaction my mom got to the videos. No offense to my mom of course, but she made the vids just that much more funny. My sis and I had watched some of these while my mom got a bath and replayed only the good ones for her. Leighanna said she recognized more vids than she expected as her church plays the vids every now and then. After we were done, we let mom have her comp back and I soon returned to my room to just chill a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my Skype to see who was on briefly. I got to talk to a friend I hadn't chat with for quite some time. I didn't want to blow him off so I chatted a bit then decided to tell him I was going to bed so I could sign off without being rude. Really I only signed on to see if my boyfriend, Tyler was online and he wasn't but Koga had IMed me before I had a chance to sign off. Besides, I was still writing this during that time and when I'm trying to talk to someone or do something else, this takes more time.  I've actually been working on this for the past hour or two as of right now and I'm sure I've missed a lot of details of today but I'm just lucky I remember this much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my memory is improving since I started keeping this blog. And for your information, I've had very minimal interruption during typing this aside from when my mom came to my room to tell me goodnight as she was heading to bed. She scared me as I was listening to music as I still am and concentrating on typing this blog post. She was waving her hand at me and it suddenly caught my eye and it startled me. She thought it was funny too. I don't blame her, this happens almost every time. She told me she couldn't imagine how I could manage not noticing something straight in front of me as my desk faces the door. She said that she notices things in all areas of the room while at work or at home. Guess I'm just oblivious when I'm listening to music. I'm sure I would have noticed her if I did not have music running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. I think.. I might actually be done with this post now. That's incredible. I think this one rivals my first in length if not surpasses it. I'm so glad I had music going while typing this. I think I would have gone crazy doing all this without something to keep it interesting. I would have ended up cutting corners in my typing if I had. Well, I kinda did a little with not explaining here those vids but I think there is no point if no one is reading this, and if there is, I hope it's not too much to ask that if you are interested to know what I'm talking about that you look it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think that's all I have to say for tonight. I hope I didn't put you to sleep, although considering the time, guess that's not too bad, unless you're reading this from across the world. Anyway, Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8742906341643386456?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8742906341643386456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/snack-pack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8742906341643386456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8742906341643386456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/snack-pack.html' title='Who Ate My Snack Pack?'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2988223286184962154</id><published>2010-03-08T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:17:53.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nutmeg Bread Is Awesome</title><content type='html'>Today ran it's course very differently than usual. First off I woke and immediately checked my phone for my mom's usual text telling me she made it to work. I found it odd when I didn't see one. I checked the time and saw it was 8:15, plenty of time for her to have gotten to work. I tried not ot panic too much at first so I just texted her asking if she made it. No response. I then texted her again with no response as well. At this point I worried and called her, the phone appeared to be off as I went straight to voice-mail soon after calling. This worried me as I knew that even if her phone was off and she forgot her charger, she would have called me from the office phone to let me know she was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to calm down while I waited for a response so I went into the kitchen to get me some breakfast. I chose to eat a couple of nutmeg bread muffins we made yesterday. My mom called me soon after and apologized then explained that she had not thought about not having sent a text as she had turned her phone off so that she could take Leighanna to the doctor as she was not feeling well today in addition to her throat hurting. Apparently she had a very bad pain in her stomach. I was so relieved to know my mom was alright and I was able to continue on with my day with my mind at rest. My mom also told me that my sister was with her at the office because  she didn't see any reason to send Leighanna back to school as it would  use a considerable amount of gas to do so. She was bored for awhile, so I was told, but luckily for her her friend came and picked her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played on my computer as I usually do but I did not play Pokemon Ruby. I mostly just payed attention to my Farmville, harvested crops and used gifts then played on GPX a bit. I had to stop for awhile as it started to rain pretty hard and I heard thunder so I shut down both my computers. During the time that I waited for the storm to end I spent time with Blanco and Raya, our two larger dogs whom are believed to be terrier/doberman mixes. They are such sweet dogs although they don't smell very good. I think they enjoyed me playing with them and loving on them a bit. The rain had let up after awhile so I got my computers back up and used them briefly before deciding to take a bath. It felt really good especially on my left arm which was mildly sore from playing the Wii yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played on my computer some more for a couple hours till Leighanna's friend brought her home which was around 12ish. I was glad I got my bath early as I had expected very slightly that she would come home early. She asked if I wanted to play the Wii and, of course, I did though I got me something to eat before we started as I was pretty hungry. I ate a couple hot-dogs and a mini bag of crunchy Cheetos. Having that done my sis and I started playing Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution. We were happy knowing we'd get a little more time to play it today than usual. Of course, it ended up being the same amount of time as my other sister, Lindsay decided to pop over out of nowhere. This caused us to have to pause and sit around and listen to her for a few hours before my mom came home. We had started pizza to cooking just before Lindsay had shown up. Apparently Lindsay had come over to get some things but I guess she felt like staying and chatting awhile contrary to her usual where she comes in, gets stuff then leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought she would be gone soon, but of course not. She ended up staying and eating with us which was fine and I figured she'd leave soon after that, but she didn't. Instead she stuck around and spent time with mom and Leighanna, which suited me fine but she had to randomly come into my room just to bug me. What bothered me the most was when she walked over to my plant table and picked up my Venus flytrap without even asking me. I really hate it when anyone does that, it makes me feel like they have no respect for my belongings. I always ask before I pick something up to investigate it further if it does not belong to me unless it is a situation in which it is obvious I can pick it up without asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went back to talk to mom some more after that. Leighanna had grown tired of Lindsay's company so we went back to playing Naruto. We did this for awhile until for some reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay ended up staying pretty late despite telling those staying at Gran's house that she would not be long here. We had House tonight too and she decided she would stick around till after that.  That irritated me but I was more irritated when she had to start talking in the middle of the show and then being disrespectful to Leighanna and laughing at her like she was some kind of moron for saying she had become sore from playing the Wii. I would have said something but I just didn't feel like instigating more of a confrontation with her than I needed to. Besides, Leighanna  fought back on her own.&lt;br /&gt;Today ran it's course very differently than usual. First off I woke and  immediately checked my phone for my mom's usual text telling me she made  it to work. I found it odd when I didn't see one. I checked the time  and saw it was 8:15, plenty of time for her to have gotten to work. I  tried not ot panic too much at first so I just texted her asking if she  made it. No response. I then texted her again with no response as well.  At this point I worried and called her, the phone appeared to be off as I  went straight to voice-mail soon after calling. This worried me as I  knew that even if her phone was off and she forgot her charger, she  would have called me from the office phone to let me know she was  alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to calm down while I waited for a response so I went into the  kitchen to get me some breakfast. I chose to eat a couple of nutmeg  bread muffins we made yesterday. My mom called me soon after and  apologized then explained that she had not thought about not having sent  a text as she had turned her phone off so that she could take Leighanna  to the doctor as she was not feeling well today in addition to her  throat hurting. Apparently she had a very bad pain in her stomach. I was  so relieved to know my mom was alright and I was able to continue on  with my day with my mind at rest. My mom also told me that my sister was  with her at the office because  she didn't see any reason to send Leighanna back to school as it would  use a considerable amount of gas to do so. She was bored for awhile, so I  was told, but luckily for her her friend came and picked her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played on my computer as I usually do but I did not play Pokemon Ruby.  I mostly just payed attention to my Farmville, harvested crops and used  gifts then played on GPX a bit. I had to stop for awhile as it started  to rain pretty hard and I heard thunder so I shut down both my  computers. During the time that I waited for the storm to end I spent  time with Blanco and Raya, our two larger dogs whom are believed to be  terrier/doberman mixes. They are such sweet dogs although they don't  smell very good. I think they enjoyed me playing with them and loving on  them a bit. The rain had let up after awhile so I got my computers back  up and used them briefly before deciding to take a bath. It felt really  good especially on my left arm which was mildly sore from playing the  Wii yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played on my computer some more for a couple hours till Leighanna's  friend brought her home which was around 12ish. I was glad I got my bath  early as I had expected very slightly that she would come home early.  She asked if I wanted to play the Wii and, of course, I did though I got  me something to eat before we started as I was pretty hungry. I ate a  couple hot-dogs and a mini bag of crunchy Cheetos. Having that done my  sis and I started playing Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution. As we played, I kept snacking on the bag of fallen apart nutmeg bread. We had a lot of fun playing our favorite characters and just flattening our opponents and we kept laughing at how, NON-random that game chose opponents more than half the time. We even had a time where she had been playing Itachi and me as Kisame then we decided to let the game choose our characters at random. Very bizarrely, it chose me as Itachi and she as Kisame; a complete switch of what we were playing previously. We also kept fighting characters on the first match which we had just gotten done playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were  happy knowing we'd get a little more time to play it today than usual.  Of course, it ended up being the same amount of time as my other sister,  Lindsay decided to pop over out of nowhere. This caused us to have to  pause and sit around and listen to her for a few hours before my mom  came home. We had started pizza to cooking just before Lindsay had shown  up. Apparently Lindsay had come over to get some things but I guess she  felt like staying and chatting awhile contrary to her usual where she  comes in, gets stuff then leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really thought she would be gone soon, but of course not. She ended up  staying and eating with us which was fine and I figured she'd leave  soon after that, but she didn't. Instead she stuck around and spent time  with mom and Leighanna, which suited me fine but she had to randomly  come into my room just to bug me. What bothered me the most was when she  walked over to my plant table and picked up my Venus flytrap without  even asking me. I really hate it when anyone does that, it makes me feel  like they have no respect for my belongings. I always ask before I pick  something up to investigate it further if it does not belong to me  unless it is a situation in which it is obvious I can pick it up without  asking. She went back to talk to mom some more after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindsay ended up staying pretty late despite telling those staying at  Gran's house that she would not be long here. Leighanna had grown  tired of Lindsay's company so we went back to playing Naruto. We had begun to try to get Hokage rank on two-player mode. This was hard and we still have not gotten it. We kept trying random characters and figuring out which ones would get us the biggest score. We were about halfway through one run when my mom told us House was comin on. Unfortunately Lindsay decided she had to stick around till it was over.  That irritated  me but I was more irritated when she had to start talking in the middle  of the show and then being disrespectful to Leighanna and laughing at  her like she was some kind of moron for saying she had become sore from  playing the Wii. I would have said something but I just didn't feel like  instigating more of a confrontation with her than I needed to. Besides,  Leighanna  fought back on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When House was over she did leave soon after that, much to my relief. I think I had a slight misunderstanding tonight when she was leaving though as she had just said she was leaving so I said "Okay" and she questioned my response so I shrugged really not knowing what the issue was. Apparently she had asked for a hug but I hadn't heard any of that really. Although she demanded a hug, she was not willing to move towards me to get it, but instead demanded I go to her. That pissed me off as I felt I had to give her exactly as she demanded because my mom commented on how stupid it was. I agree but she could have at least walked towards me as well, it would have made it more believable that she wanted a hug from me. I gave her a hug but for some reason she had a complaint about it. Of course, nothing is good enough for her it seems. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighanna and I returned to the game quickly after that and we continued our quest for a high-score. We tried many combinations and found some good ones, first we had me playing Shikimaru and she Temari which was pretty good for awhile then we got even better when I played Kisame while she played Temari. After that we began playing random combinations again, choosing the characters at random not by using the random icon on the game but by pressing at an angle on the directional pad then stopping and/or clicking, before coming up with the idea of Leighanna only playing Temari while I found my best scoring character then when I found it, we'd do the same for her while I only play that same character. I tried many characters all of which we made no significant scoring with. We finally decided to write any down that we got a good score with when I had let the game pick a character for me at random and after doing this a few time and it landing on Ino, we managed a pretty hefty score of 40k on the first battle (two matches). To test our combos we only did the first match then would switch but considering our nice score here we continued on for the entire thing and managed a final score of 346650 but it only net us the Head Ninja rank. I don't think this is the one that made second place on the scoreboard that we got today and I cannot recall what the score was nor what characters were played though I think Leighanna played Temari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined to get it we continued trying combos, I ended up playing Tenten while Leighanna played Temari and we only got 38k on battle 1. We decided this was too insignificant to go through the rest. Right after that I randomly decided to play Sasuke; to our surprise, he net us a killer score when paired with Temari. We ended up getting a whooping score of 81k on the first battle alone. We obviously continued for the rest of the matches and ended up shattering our old top-score with a score of 410544 but we were really surprised it was only enough to get Head Ninja rank. We now have no idea how high of a score we would have to get to get Hokage rank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried looking for Leighanna a better character for scoring than Temari while I played Sasuke but we found none although we ended up unable to repeat our score of 80ishK even with Sasuke and Temari. We started to grow tired of it as the time approached 10, plus Leighanna was getting pretty sore. We wrapped things up and stopped, hoping after some rest we could go back to getting massive scores again. Massive in our opinion. Instead of hauling my Wii back to my room, I decided to leave it in the living room tonight although I did take with me the controllers and the sensor bar. The sensor bar because of it's tiny cord that a cat might want to chew through and the controllers just because I wanted to. I unplugged the Wii in case there is an unexpected power surge and I placed the Wii on top of a device inside the entertainment center so there is no risk of it being knocked off by a cat from atop the entertainment center where I had placed it during play. I'm a little uncomfortable leaving it in there but the animals don't bother the other gaming systems or large cables so it should be alright. Besides, it's a pain hauling it back and forth when we are actively playing it often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since coming back in here, I have played around on my eBay a bit as I actually had done earlier although I failed to mention it earlier in this post. I'm still stalking Pokemon Games, mostly Soul Silver and Emerald right now. I had looked at a lot for some Pokemon figurines for about 14 dollars but I decided against it and deleted it from my watch list. I have actually not even bid on anything I've been watching, I'm very careful with my money so I actually watch things for a long time before buying something. I've probably watched tons of lots that ended before I could decide if it was worth it, though some I had decided they weren't worth it. I think the lots currently on my watch list have been dealt with for the time being until tomorrow. One ends in a day so I gotta check it out in the morning. But until then, I'm gonna play Pokemon Ruby then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I covered almost everything I can remember for today. I'm sure I got some things wrong as I sometimes forget the order of things when it involves a recurring activity throughout the day that is frequently interrupted. I don't have days like that often actually. Anywho, I think this post is long enough so I'm gonna go on to bed now. Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2988223286184962154?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2988223286184962154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/nutmeg-bread-is-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2988223286184962154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2988223286184962154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/nutmeg-bread-is-awesome.html' title='Nutmeg Bread Is Awesome'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-813138781894605685</id><published>2010-03-07T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:12:46.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Kunai!</title><content type='html'>Today was actually a lot of fun. There was a lot accomplished today, at least I think so. This morning was pretty easy, played on my computer then about mid-morning started Symphonia up with Leighanna. We really had little left to do, just needed to defeat Mithos really, although he was much harder than I remembered but we beat him fairly easily-ish. We didn't remember going through the final scenes before as they seemed unfamiliar but I thought I had gotten to the grade shop before which would have meant we had seen them. Either way it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were not interested in starting a new Symphonia file just yet so we hauled my Wii into the living room for the first time in a few weeks and played Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution. It was a lot of fun though the lack of selection that the second had was a little upsetting but not much. My sis and I had a blast all the same. About 2-ish we stopped, leaving the game running however, and helped my mom switch beds around so she could have her actual bed in her room instead of using the smaller, old one of mine. It took a bit of time but only about an hour. We had forgotten a wrench before we blocked the door with mattresses and such so we found an odd little tool I do not know the name of which we found a way to use to get the wing nuts off of the bed frame so we could carry it through the door. My mom was afraid it would not work due to things that needed to be plugged in but we all puzzled it out and figured out how to make it all work just as she wanted. I am glad we finally got it done as I felt guilty she had been uncomfortable for so long when I was comfortable in my room. My mom seemed very happy so that made me happy in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I were off and on the game randomly after that as I randomly broke away to help my mom make nutmeg bread to take to group with her. It didn't work out so well at first and the loaves crumbled and stuck to the pans when we tried to get them out. Although the first loaves crumbled, I still ate on them a bit then put the remainder in a baggy to eat later. Just cause it was all in peices, doesn't mean I'm about to let goodd nutmeg bread go to waste. We had time to try again so we started mixing together a new batch then when the batter was ready we tried to think of what to do with it. I suggested putting them in a muffin pan as we had done one time before when we had just a bit more batter left and it was not enough to make a full loaf out of it. We did that and my mom took them to group with her. These turned out better and most came out with little problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My sis and I were back on the game before my mom left but she left soon after. We were playing for a long time then I decided to let the game choose my character at random. Leighana also liked this idea and did the same and it eventually turned into a challenge of us playing any random character no matter how much we disliked them. Only thing was we could re-roll if it was one we had already played at random and we didn't want to play them again. It was a lot of fun and I found I was fairly good at many characters I didn't think I could play. Once we started getting to our last few characters to play, we chose them ourselves as it was too much trouble trying to get the game to select them at random. We were also running out of time before 9 so we started playing only a couple of battles instead of the full 10 so we could get play in for every character. I played them all while Leighanna played all aside from one she really didn't want to play as she played another character very similar to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom called me around 8:15 to tell me she was on her way and to tell me some other things too. One thing she told me was apparently the group she went to liked the nutmeg bread better as  muffins than as bread. There was no difference in them aside from shape  and size, but I guess that's what did it. Eh, when it comes to nutmeg bread I'm not picky. As long as it's cooked, and tastes like proper nutmeg bread, I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the time my sis and I were playing, we came up with a random joke, one of many of the night which is also the title of this blog post. Reason for it was we were playing and she had already defeated her opponent and she was waiting for me to kill mine even though she could help if she wanted, we don't usually unless the other needs help or we're aiming for speed/score. She was playing Naruto, and I have no idea who I was playing. I seriously can't remember. Well, I ended up killing my opponent and right when they hit the ground, she threw a random kunai in their direction. She laughed about it and we kinda talked about it, thinking it was funny and now have made it a joke and may or may not involve poking someone when you say it. Come to think of it, Leighanna planned to say it to my mom to see how she'd respond, she forgot. Ah well we can do it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Leighanna claimed not to be, I am very sore now from playing. Okay I guess not VERY sore, but it's a dull soreness and I know it'll hurt like heck tomorrow. I'll get me a nice warm bath tomorrow and just let it soak. That'll make it feel a lot better. I feel like a wimp but I haven't played the Wii in awhile and it's been even longer since I've played a game that has required a bit of strength and physical stamina. I brought my Wii back into my room even though I will not be playing it anymore tonight. It would have likely been safe in the living room and all I would have had to take back to my room would have been controllers and the sensor bar as it has a thin cable and we have cats who will chew right through it if given the chance, but I just couldn't help but want to bring it back to my room where I knew for sure it would be safe. I want it to last a long, long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really glad to be chilling at my computer right now. The game took a lot out of me even though it was a lot of fun. I hope I will build myself back up where it will not be so exhausting to play like it used to be before Leighanna and I started playing both the Symphonias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for tonight, well of things that I think are important aside from those things I wish not to discuss here. So anywho, I guess that leaves just one thing, Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-813138781894605685?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/813138781894605685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-kunai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/813138781894605685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/813138781894605685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/random-kunai.html' title='Random Kunai!'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4134584345904198507</id><published>2010-03-06T19:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T20:24:32.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Saturday</title><content type='html'>Okay so I guess it wasn't TOO crazy, but it was different. I awoke this morning at about 6:30 AM. No joke. I would have gone back to sleep but I just couldn't so I got on up assuming I would likely grow tired and nap a little later. I never did. Aside from that my morning was typical. I spent a large portion of it playing Pokemon Ruby although I did so while watching movies on the Hallmark channel with my mom and sis. We weren't specifically watching them together but we were all watching them in her room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I did not play the game together because a plumber was coming out to fix the heating elements in our water heater, plus, she planned to hang with her friend within a couple of hours. We had some, interesting, conversations while the guy worked and he found it funny when my sis and I got to discussing the water's behavior from the kitchen faucet when it came on as the guy had drained some of the water so it kept sputtering and spitting out nasty greyish junk. It was hilarious though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that my sister left to hang out with her friend so my mom and I got to playing Nancy Drew: The White Wolf of Icicle Creek while she was gone. It fun but frustrating. My mom and I agreed that the Nancy Drew games seem to suffer on any platform other than on the PC and we have decided we will not buy another Nancy Drew game unless it is for the PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we played for awhile we got to talking about possibly rearranging the living room because we were constantly being bothered by dogs barking at the window at anything that moved and the glare that the sun cast on the screen even through the thick curtains we have up. After suffering the dogs for long enough we were both itching to go through with the change so I put away my Wii and we got to work. It rattled me a bit seeing everything be uprooted as I have always had problem with change, even those I wanted or had been preparing for for a long time, but I knew it would be better as we planned to put the entertainment center against the window they dogs bark at so they cannot get to that window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The EC wasn't long enough to cover the entire window and we worried about the dogs trying to wedge themselves between the window and the EC and possibly toppling it over so we put the two large speakers on either side of it to remedy the issue and we firmly believe there will be no issues with that now. We also believe that having the window blocked from their view will greatly reduce the pointless noise as they will be unable to see anything to bark at such as cats, people walking along the street, or moving grass. They may still bark at strange sounds but the relentless idiot barking should now come to an end. Not only that, but we no longer have to be bothered by the window glare as the curtains are thick enough to keep the sun from being bright in our eyes, just not thick enough to block the sun from causing a glare on the TV screen making things hard to see/read on video games when we play during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy with how the living room looks and I was even more happy to know my sis liked it too. We had actually done all this while she was gone and she had no idea we were doing it. We got done about 10 min before she got home. It seemed to shock her a bit but she quickly mentioned that she liked it. I'm glad considering how spontaneous that ended up being. I'm still a little rattled but I know it will calm down and I will love it just as I did with my new room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supper we cooked Great Value chicken strips and tator-tots. We even took some cheese slices we've had for awhile now and melted them in a "double-boiler" created using a clear, glass bowl for the cheese sitting in a small pan with boiling water. I was a bit uncertain about the cheese as I was not fond of it the last time I tried it but this time, the way we did it, it tasted just like the cheese Sonic put on their cheese tator-tots. It was so amazing! I absolutely loved it! My sister even agreed with me. The chicken strips were good as always and I ate them with ranch dressing and I had a can of Mountain Dew to drink to top it all off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I helped clean up and to wind down I sat in my mom's room and chatted with her a bit. I made very sure to tell her I loved her very much, not just to make her feel better but because it is absolutely true. She sometimes thinks she is a terrible mother but she is just the opposite. I think she is a really good mom and I thank the Lord that he gave me such an awesome person to be my mother. I wish I could have spent a little more time with her this evening but she was already getting ready for bed about the time I started getting sleepy and I definitely wanted to write this before I was too tired to think, and I do not like writing posts the day after the fact as I lose a lot of thought and detail from the day and thus my posts end up lacking overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my mom is not reading this, nor will she ever, but the statements about her that I wrote above still stand, no matter if she sees it or not. I pray she can be happy once again because seeing her sad and being unable to do anything about it is crushing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think I'm going to head off now. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4134584345904198507?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4134584345904198507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-saturday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4134584345904198507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4134584345904198507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-saturday.html' title='Crazy Saturday'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2222189991823641318</id><published>2010-03-05T20:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:15:37.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Releif</title><content type='html'>Today was a REALLY good day. At first it was a typical Friday, I got ready to go with my mom by packing up my things and eating breakfast. I didn't have time to brush my teeth so I took my toothbrush and the toothpaste with me so I could brush my teeth at my mom's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at the office I plugged my computer in and soon after brushed my teeth. After that it was very typical, I played on GPX and Pokemon Ruby most of the morning. Unlike usual I wasn't counting the minutes till lunch but rather, wouldn't have thought about it till my mom came in to tell me it was time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started off going to Target to pick up something for my mom and we planned to eat while we were there, although we decided against it when we had decided what we wanted then checked to see if they still had some and they only had the thing I wanted. We both skipped on eating there and we went to sonic where I got a grilled chicken sandwich, my mom got at cheeseburger and we shared a medium cheese tator tots. It was really good and I had half of my food eaten before we got back to the office. Something funny was while we were finishing eating, we discovered we each used exactly 1 packet of ketchup and 1 and a half packets of mustard on our food. My mom even managed to use the second half of the mustard I had used and did so without me noticing. Wow I'm oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I returned to my same activities until about 4 when I stopped to vacuum. Oddly enough, this only took 14 minutes. When I first started doing that job it took 30-45 minutes to do this. I'm not sure how it's taking less time now. I'm vacuuming the same amount of rooms, same amount of carpet, plus and extra little rug near the front door than usual. Not complaining though, it gave me extra time to play on my computer before we headed away from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after the work day ended I was somewhat happy to learn that we were not having group this night. I like group, and I know if my mom is reading this she'll tell me that I gripe about group too much but it's really not like that. It was just really a relief to go straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition I think I have discovered the source of my Friday illness. I think it has something to do with my cap. Today I had decided not to wear it inside so it sat on the desk all day instead of my head and unlike usual, I did not feel ill. I don't think the hat is too tight and I'm not sure what causes it. One idea of mine is it might be getting too hot and not allowing the heat from my body escape naturally through the top of my head as easily and so it causes me to get ill as I am sensitive to heat although I don't feel warm wearing the hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister seemed a little confused when I said we were headed home. It was kinda funny. When we got home I relaxed and watched TV while playing Pokemon Ruby. I watched Suite Life on Deck with my sis for a little. Before one episode I cooked myself some turkey cheese melts and after eating mine offered to cook some for my sis and my mom. I was happy to do it because I like to cook plus it made me feel better knowing my family had eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued watching TV with my sis for about an hour while we waited for her friend to come over. Unfortunately he was unable to come. I think my sis was disappointed. I don't blame her. After watching a couple episodes of America's Funniest Videos we both went off to our own rooms for the night. I haven't done much since. I have just played on my computer, Played Pokemon Ruby and started writing on this. I have been working on training my Lileep on Ruby almost all day. I hope I can get it caught up soon. Or at least get it some better moves so training isn't so much torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I think that's it so I'm gonna sign off here. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2222189991823641318?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2222189991823641318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-releif.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2222189991823641318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2222189991823641318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/friday-releif.html' title='Friday Releif'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-561522746743129613</id><published>2010-03-04T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:45:19.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neiflheim Sucks</title><content type='html'>Had a pretty normal day today. I woke up, played on my computers, I didn't play Pokemon Ruby a whole lot though. I was too preoccupied with my spriting stuff. I was a good girl and despite not wanting to I put away the dry dishes and washed those in the sink. I even came back a little later and put those I washed away once they were dry. I should have done more but that's all I felt like doing. Better than nothing I guess but not spectacular work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched TV a good bit till my sis got home and after she got herself a bath we decided to play some more Symphonia, although we didn't end up playing until after Stroganoff was done cooking and we finished eating. When we had, we started the game and tried to get through Neiflheim once more. It wasn't easy and we only hoped we wouldn't have to redo it. We beat the Hell Knight fairly well, we still ended up in one of our usual struggles to survive just before finally winning. Unfortunately it came too soon and Genis was KOed at the end of the fight so he didn't get the experience. My sis and I were mad as it was Presea who claimed the last hit and I was not playing her as I was trying to keep on top of healing with Raine but Presea decided to end the battle all too soon. Even though this put Genis behind we were not willing to restart the dungeon. We decided we would train him up with a Demon Seal and Krona Symbol once we got out and could get to Mithos's castle, that is, if we survived Neiflheim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we didn't run into another floor like we did the last time we went through there and we had somewhere over 1100 soulfire which allowed us to fight the Living Armor. At first this guy seemed like cake to fight but we soon ended up in yet another struggle to survive. It was so bad, we ended up having to use our last all-divide to defeat him as we were tired of trying to beat Neiflheim and just wanted it done with. The all-divide did help although our struggle continued for awhile. When we finally won, we were lucky to have everyone alive for the experience count. We saved promptly after finishing the dungeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a little time left before my sister had to go straiten her hair, we decided to take on Abyssion, confident we could win without an all-divide since when we had let him kill us at a lower level it seemed to take him awhile to do so although this battle today put us in another struggle to survive but it took less time to climb out of than the others and we pummeled him on the first try. Really, all these fights we would have been up a creek without a paddle if my sis wasn't able to use healing spells and if I was unable to switch between Raine and Presea at the correct times to win. And neither one of us could have pulled off these fights without the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After beating Abyssion we had little time left before my sister wanted to quit so we tried powering up the Devil's Arms by defeating monsters. I saw no increase at all as we fought although right before we quit I tried the Gaia Cleaver out again to see how much it does in comparison to Disaster, Presea's Devil's Arm and the Devil's Arm did aproximately 1400 each hit and the Gaia Cleaver only about 900. I was shocked at this, it was already more powerful than her Gaia Cleaver although it was like that before I started trying to power it up. Weird though since the stat increase does not show on the stats page for the character so it looks super weak. I have also discovered, that Presea's Devil's Arm, Diablos, looks a lot like the head of a Hollow from the show Bleach. It's really creepy and it's mouth moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That about wraps it up for tonight. Straight after turning off the game I came in here and checked on my computer stuff then started typing away here. Anyway, goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-561522746743129613?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/561522746743129613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/neiflheim-sucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/561522746743129613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/561522746743129613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/neiflheim-sucks.html' title='Neiflheim Sucks'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8672161481340481909</id><published>2010-03-03T20:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:24:50.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Cable!</title><content type='html'>Today was a very nice day. Did my usual, played Pokemon Ruby and such. About mid-day the Zipnet guy arrived and worked on hooking up the TV in my room with cable. Was a little tough taking care of the dogs during this time. They were out back before the guy got to our house but he needed out back so I had to get them into my mom's room. This was fairly easy with Raya as I just lured him in with some catfood, though of course, I didn't give it to him. Blanco on the other hand was a hand full. He refused to go in the room and acted as if I was trying to throw him off a cliff. After much prodding and trying to get him in without letting Raya out, I got him in and secured. I was unable to get Li in and I wasn't going to try and risk letting the bigger dos out so I just dealt with Li as needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cable was set up pretty quickly and fortunately we did not need the box to set it up. This is good because I wasn't sure where I would put it in all honesty. After the guy left I let the dogs out of my mom's room and let them go back outside while I spent a majority of my day straitening things up in my room, maintaining my plants, doing my laundry and the dishes. Pretty happy with what I got done regardless of how little they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't watch TV till about evening and I found America's Funniest Videos on so I watched that for a few hours. Unfortunately this distraction made me forget to feed the animals. Luckily my mom did not seem too angry that I forgot and she got them fed although I would have helped her but she had it done so fast I didn't realize she was doing it till she was nearly done. I will try harder to remember to feed them on time and to check their water bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom made those turkey cheese melts again that she had made a little while back. I would have done them for her but I had not known how before tonight. Now I know though so I can do them properly from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think that's about it for tonight. I think I'm gonna go off and watch more TV and play Pokemon Ruby. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8672161481340481909?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8672161481340481909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8672161481340481909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8672161481340481909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp_03.html' title='Yay! Cable!'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8394032119805078766</id><published>2010-03-02T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T19:11:08.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Much Better</title><content type='html'>Okay so today I didn't have any of the arguments or bad times of yesterday, in fact, today was pretty good. Still pretty typical, played Pokemon Ruby, played on my computer, and soon after my sister got home we played Tales of Symphonia together. We did nothing but try to get through Neiflheim. We were going to beat it but when we had about 700 soulfire on the 14th floor we were forced to fight all the monsters. Normally this is fine but for some odd reason every fight drained our soulfire by anywhere from 20-60 points per fight. We nearly died and we knew we would never get to the last fight so we just looked for a way to get out. Luckily we did with little problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For supper we had sausage, egg, and cheese burritos. The sausage was really good. I don't think I have had deer sausage before today but it was definitely different. I was actually surprised that my sis was willing to try it as she is usually reluctant to try those sorts of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for tonight. At least it's better than yesterday... I think. Likely cause I'm actually typing this the day of instead of the day after where my memories aren't as fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, don't care to try to think of anything else significant to type here. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8394032119805078766?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8394032119805078766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-much-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8394032119805078766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8394032119805078766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-much-better.html' title='Not Much Better'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4707140503035211407</id><published>2010-03-01T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:45:57.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm A Blank</title><content type='html'>Today I really can't think of anything good to say. It was a pretty typical day, I played Pokemon Ruby till my sis got home then played Tales of Symphonia with her till it was too late at night to have another go at Neifleim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bit of issues too. So much so I was really not in the mood to write this last night. I'm not going to get into the details either, it'll just hurt my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so not a great way to start the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4707140503035211407?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4707140503035211407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4707140503035211407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4707140503035211407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/03/temp.html' title='I&apos;m A Blank'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3835947792362672234</id><published>2010-02-28T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:12:27.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shooting For a Short Post</title><content type='html'>Today I woke at 8:40 and wished I could just go back to sleep. I really could have but I kept feeling like I had to get up. I did so and just played on my computer for a good portion of the morning. I then also, as usual, played Pokemon Ruby. I did today look up what it would cost to buy the Pokemon version games I didn't have still such as Emerald, LeafGreen and such. To my surprise, all the games I do not have aside from Heart Gold and Soul Silver can be obtained off of eBay for about 5 dollars each. They only come with the cart, most of them, but that's all I really want. I am going to watch these things and decide what I want to buy. I can only make three purchases a month without my bank incurring charges but that's good for me as it makes me unable to go nuts with my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most weekends, my sis and I did not soon play Tales of Symphonia. I ended up playing Pokemon Ruby up until we went to the store to get groceries for the most part then while I waited for my sister and my mom to put on these fake nails they bought I played more Pokemon Ruby. It wasn't until around 3 in the afternoon that we started playing. It's all good though, although starting late meant we had to find something else to do rather than try Neiflheim. We have learned our lesson not to get into that unless we start early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played until supper was ready, we had Great Value brand chicken nuggets and some mac and cheese. It was actually really good and I loved it. We had plenty of leftovers so we all may have lunch for tomorrow, aside from my sis whom will likely eat whatever the school serves. When we were done my sis and I returned to Symphonia and worked on getting Genis the "Little Chef" title. It took a lot less time than we expected. The longest part was searching for purple Satay. It was especially long as we mistakingly went to Mizuho in search of food and ended up having to challenge Kuchinawa. Deciding that since we didn't save and we did not want to redo any of Genis's recipe mastery, we thought we would just let Kuchinawa whoop Sheena. This plan of course was tossed aside when Sheena went into Overlimit the instant we entered battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was not about to sit around and not take advantage of Overlimit. Whether I would win or not, I summoned Maxwell to do some damage. I then also decided that I didn't want to waste a summon so I went ahead and tried to win. Worst that could happen was I lose as we had originally planned to do anyway. To my surprise, I actually won. This was very shocking because the last time I won, also the first time, I tried over and over to beat him and couldn't do it until I used a summon but I was also level 100. This time however, I was only level 80. Although I would not have come close to winning had I not had the ability to summon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my miraculous win and starting the random Volt skit, we continued our search for Purple Satay. Since it was close to 10 I just searched online on where to find it. Go figure it was the Katz village right near Iselia where we were fighting monsters so the battles would be quick so we could cook. We went to Katz, got the Purple Satay and finished things off and got his title. I was glad to turn it off though as I had been tired of playing it for awhile already. At least tonight I will be done with my post before 1 in the morning my time. I had actually posted a temp post when I started last night so I would ensure to get it posted on the day that I wanted it as backdating is much more effort than making a quick temp post then editing the post with what I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that about does it for today. So glad this was much shorter today. I'm just not in the mood to write a long post. Anyway, goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3835947792362672234?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3835947792362672234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/shooting-for-short-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3835947792362672234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3835947792362672234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/shooting-for-short-post.html' title='Shooting For a Short Post'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6745468595253952784</id><published>2010-02-27T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:13:49.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Strategies Against Seles</title><content type='html'>Today was a very good day. I woke at 8:40 and played on my computer and Pokemon Ruby for a good portion of the morning. I was surprised while playing Pokemon Ruby as I happened upon a shiny Pokemon. I was pretty shocked as I have never found a shiny on Pokemon Ruby before nor have I caught one without a device since the second generation of games. Okay sure, you don't have to believe me and I'm sure you don't, just keep in mind that nothing that is said can change the truth, so there's no purpose in lying, plus I know it's true so that's all that matters. It was a Shiny Spoink so it wasn't a Pokemon I particularly cared about but I caught it anyway as I was just happy to have caught a purely legit shiny. I don't even know if half the shinies I've managed to trade for are real but I at least know this one is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after catching that shiny Pokemon and training my Sawblu a bit I went to get me some breakfast, shortly after which my sister woke up. After we both ate we started up on playing Tales of Symphonia. We were ready this time to venture into Neiflheim to train our characters to level 80 so that I could get my character, Presea's, Gaia Cleaver. We planned that after we accomplished that I would use it to defeat Seles to get the Last Fencer for my sister's character, Zelos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, needless to say, the path to level 80 was definitely not easy. Sure we only had 5 levels to go but with crappy experience from all possible monsters aside from the few bosses left, that isn't easy to do and is way time consuming. We used Neiflheim as we believe the experience is somewhat highest here, plus, we are trapped in there until we do one of three things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Beat the entire dungeon, which we had no intention of doing as we wanted to just use it for training, plus we knew we weren't strong enough to take it down yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Find a large green flame on one of the many ignitable candlesticks throughout the dungeon. This being our favored choice as if we were lucky, we wouldn't have to fight the mini-boss nor worry about having to beat the entire thing which we had little to worry about with that as we took actions to make sure we never had enough soul fire to do that till we were ready to beat the dungeon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the third option. Die. Definitely not a convenient choice as this option would mean redoing any and all training we had done before then since saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, we were careful never to take the third option and training was tough. Many times we got away with exiting the dungeon before the end of floor 10 in which we would have to fight the first boss, the Hell Knight. One time we were not so lucky and had to fight him. We used an all-divide on him and it made him a piece of cake to fight. This was good as he would have slaughtered us otherwise. We got out of the battle with little trouble and even leveled up. Shorlty after beating him, we found a large green flame and was allowed to exit the dungeon. As we always do upon leaving that place, I saved like crazy. I saved before using the inn, after using the inn, then after purchasing replacement items. And sometimes once more after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did try going to Mitho's castle to train a bit but we discovered since we were at level 78 and needed about 15k just to level up and the fights there gave us 400-600 exp at best, this was not the best choice. So back to Neiflheim we went. This would have gone better had we had some Demon Seals on us all so we would get 100% more experience, but my sis and I decided that they were so convoluted to get, that by the time we would finally get those, we'd be level 80. This time in Neiflheim, we decided not to fight random monsters unless we were forced to fight all monsters on a floor to move to the next floor. We had several of these actually but it was good as it seemed to have either leveled us up to 79 or nearly did. We were aiming to fight the Hell Knight. Neither me nor my sister were confident we could fight it and beat it without an all-divide but we had to try. We had only one all-divide left but we were saving it for Abyssion if we ended up needing it when we got ready to fight him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without the all-divide this fight was fiercely different. Only about 10-20 seconds into the battle we began to be killed off very quickly. So quickly I had to abandon playing Presea, my usual character and play my secondary character, Raine. Luckily I had figured out how to switch the character I am playing in the middle of the battle else we would have been up shit creek without a paddle. We nearly were as it was. When I started playing Raine it wasn't so bad, I even had time to use Field Barrier and Acuteness without having to worry about using Revitalize too quickly. However shortly after that the battle took a turn for the worse and the Hell Knight kept slaughtering us. At first I used Life Bottles to take care of bringing people back but we started to run out quickly. I equipped Raine's Resurrection to a button command and used it myself, I wasn't about to allow Raine to be computer controlled again for that battle, especially not with Resurrection on, she's just not smart enough with that spell, no matter what we set her strategy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using Resurrection was very efficient in reducing the amount of Life Bottles being used but it was still bad and I had to issue Lemon Gels while I waited to use Revitalize. It doesn't take too long to cast but it's long enough that without the use of lemon gels to prevent death while I cast it we would have been smeared. This struggle went on since about the time he was at about 76k. Somehow we managed to keep up the struggle for a long time. We were determined to win as we had A LOT to lose if we didn't beat him. We were lucky and w BARELY scraped by the battle and won. Really, if my sis was not helping me heal with Zelos's Healing Wind and if I had not gotten really good at playing Raine during the first half of the game, we would have been royally screwed. We were also very lucky we managed to have everyone alive at the end of the fight so everyone was able to get experience points. We barely didn't make that though as we only had one life bottle left and I used it to bring Genis back to life just before Presea landed the finishing blow. Even if someone had not been alive at the end, we would have just let it be and use a Demon Seal to get the caught back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were jittery after that fight as we never expected to win although we were determined to. We were freaked out the entire time as we sought out a large green flame to let us out. We were almost unlucky though as on one of the floors we had hit after the fight had left us around 50 soul fire. We bout panicked as we were afraid we would have managed to beat that thing only to die due to loss of soul fire. We were lucky though and managed to get it back up to a comfortable level during the three levels we searched for an exit on. When we finally found the green exit flame we were so overjoyed and ran straight to the Sybak inn to save, sleep, save, buy items then save about 5 times from paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime in the midst of all this, my mom was so nice and cooked chicken strips in the deep fryer for supper. It was REALLY good and even though it was frozen chicken, it actually looked like real chicken and was very juicy. It is Great Value brand and it only cost 5.20 for the bag and all three of us were able to eat for that price and get full. I am pretty impressed with Great Value products. Well, except their bread, cause it just sucks. But aside from that it's pretty good it seems. My mom also, before this, brought my sister and I a couple small brownies. So sweet of her. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon viewing our stats we noticed we were level 80 so I was happy in thinking I would now get my Gaia Cleaver. We went to Ozette to get it but after talking to the guy, leaving and going back in, he was gone. I was upset and freaked out. So much so I looked up why this happened. Apparently we had not looked at the scene behind the Vinheim door. Afraid doing so may keep us from getting to fight Abyssion or complete Neiflheim, we were reluctant to save until we view the scene behind the door, then went to Sybak and the Temple of Darkness to make sure both were available. Neiflheim was easy to tell as we just had to click on it then say we didn't want to enter. We were glad it was safe but wanted to check Abyssion too. We got the the Temple of Darkness and found him standing there but just seeing him there was not enough for us so we decided we needed to get into the fight to make sure. We had no plan to defeat him as we feared defeating him would make Neiflheim unplayable so we let him kill us. We were shocked at how long it took him to kill off two fully stationary characters and two poorly defensed spell-casters. Genis survived the longest oddly enough. I guess Hell Knight slaughter makes us think everything else is just slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied, we reloaded the game and plodded back to Mitho's castle to view the door scene again, travel back to Ozette to get the Gaia Cleaver, save, then head off to Meltokio to finally try to face off against Seles. I was actually convinced she'd be easier than Hell Knight. Well, probably is since you have to beat her with one character, but she was no push over. I actually tried  several times within an hour or two to beat her and failed. I slaughtered the advanced class but she kept killing me. Of course, every time I fought her I learned something new on what I could do to fight her so almost every fight I got closer to beating her in one war or another. For awhile I just gained strategy pieces which although the loss was annoying, it made it worth it. I got very frustrated however and it began to affect my battles on advanced match. So much so, I would actually let my enemy kill me if my hit points got too low to heal myself to full health with cooking Miso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept losing so many times or I would end up not being able to wing through it with enough health to put me at full health for beating Seles. It really needs to heal you before fighting her since it doesn't allow the use of items. I kept my Extreme Symbol on the entire time but I tried some different secondary items to try to help me. At first I thought borrowing Raine's Faerie Ring would help, then I decided it didn't and tried something else, though I cannot remember what I used. I finally decided I needed the Faerie Ring when I suddenly did very well against Seles but lost just as soon as my tech points ran out. Trying the ring again I went back into it. I did lose several times but I noticed the ring helped as it made it so I could abuse Earthly Protection more often since it didn't cost 46 points to use and was reduced to just 23.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I kept trying to use Earthly Protection to guard against not only Freeze Lancer, but also Absolute. I found this was a mistake as I always got hit by Absolute no matter my timing. I also learned soon after that when she casts it, I can just run from the spot and avoid it instead of defending. I found I could do this with all her spells aside from Freeze Lancer as they all either come from the ground, or the sky, while Freeze Lancer has to be defended against as it come from right in front of her and fires horizontally across the screen making it impossible to dodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I learned that while she cast Freeze Lancer, I should defend then against all others I should run up and attack her while she cannot move. I used Endless Infliction at first but it wasn't very effective alone and I kept dying over and over. I finally got so frustrated I decided to get my Ipod and play some music. I tried Manafest first. This helped immensely to calm me down and I felt great. Unfortunately the effect of it wore out quickly and I still became frustrated. Though during my battles with that I learned I could double attack Seles during any spell but Freeze Lancer by using Eternal Devastation, following up with Endless Infliction then running like hell away from her before she was able to hit me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept thinking about her one attack Absolute. Ever since my sister starting singing "Absolute" by Thousand Foot Krutch, my favorite band, that thought always enters my head when I see the spell. Thinking of that I decided to listen to their Album, "Welcome to the Masquerade". It was incredible how much happier I felt listening to that and I calmed immediately. My advanced match fights became cake since I was so relaxed and having fun. I was overjoyed when I realized I actually managed to beat the Dragon Knight at the end and have enough hitpoints that I could heal to full health and tech points for my battle with Seles. I knew it would make a difference as many times I nearly beat her with about 3300 hit points and my full health was 5301.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the battle against Seles I was set on listening to my favorite TFK song, E for Extinction. I started the song then started the battle. It was crazy how fluid the battle felt when I was pumped up to that song. I really felt like I was dealing the whipping instead of me being the one with their ass being handed to them. Now I did end up getting fairly low on HP but I managed to fairly easily avoid Absolute and block Freeze Lancer while using Eternal Devastation followed by Endless Infliction. After I knocked her hat off her head, I also easily avoided her Mini Meteor and her other attacks as well as avoided her added spells, Ray, and Prism Sword. As I said, even though I did end up with around 900 hitpoints I managed to beat Seles fairly easily, or so it felt. Go figure I manage to beat her the first time listening to my favorite TFK song while fighting. I was so happy when I finally won and had wished my sister could have been there to see that she now had her weapon, although I have to wonder if I would have been able to win had I not been being watched and therefore able to just have fun without comments about how weird I'm acting because I seriously think that being happy and just having fun because of the songs really helped a lot in winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tempted to try to get Raine's best weapon while I was up though I felt that even though I won, I was still nerve-wracked and trying that that lat at night would not have been easy and rather frustrating. So I just gave Raine her Faerie Ring back and equipped Zelos with his new weapon so it will be ready for use tomorrow. One reason  I was determined to get that done tonight was my sis had gone to bed around 9 and told me I could keep trying for it even though she wouldn't be there and I didn't want to be taking up however long to beat her and leaving my sis unable to play for awhile. She knew she couldn't beat it herself as most of her character's strength is in spells so casting would be out of the question against Seles and I'm good enough with Presea to whoop through battles solo. It helps though when you have the Ex skill  "Savior" and the combo ex skill "Nullify".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I saved and turned the game off then packed my stuff up to come in here and write this god-awful long post. I know most of you, if any of you would really not care a lick about any of this I'm writing but I found it most fun and would like to remember it again sometime. I probably left out some details but I believe I got the majority of them and I'm not about to re-read this post to see if I forgot anything from my day. I didn't mention it earlier, but I also randomly got a friend request on Facebook from an old friend from school whom I have grown indifferent towards. I am not too sure what to make of the request but I accepted it as I do not want to hurt her feelings. I'm just not that kind of person. I'm just not sure why she's suddenly FRing me after all this time. Whatever. We'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, aside from standing around and talking to my mom about three fourths into this post, I have little more to write here. I'm sure any of you still reading is thinking "THANK YOU" right about now as I wrote on and on about nothing anyone but I would care about. Hahahaha, I think this is definitely my longest post yet. I pray never to beat it. It's taken me about an hour and forty five minutes just to write this all. So yeah, I'm going to wrap this up here, grab my Pokemon Ruby, and head off to bed before all my fingers break off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night! @.@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6745468595253952784?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6745468595253952784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6745468595253952784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6745468595253952784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_27.html' title='Strategies Against Seles'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-5738194601729150375</id><published>2010-02-26T20:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:20:09.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I Really That Short?</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty good I think. My mom woke me at 5:30 to ask where the canned cat food was. I told her and went back to sleep as I saw no reason to get on up an hour early. When I got up at my normal time I went about my business, getting my stuff together and getting me some breakfast so I wouldn't be dying of starvation come lunch time. We headed to work early as my mom didn't feel like waiting the extra time plus it gave us some time to get gas in the van before work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I didn't do much aside from play on my computer and play my Pokemon game. For lunch I had the leftovers of the rice from Bonzai Garden that I ate for supper last night. Surprisingly, reheating it in the microwave was just about as good as heating it over the stove-top. I didn't start my vacuuming till nearly 5 as people were still in the office pretty late; I didn't even get time to finish before we had to leave long enough to go to the bank so my mom could deposit a check. My mom took little note of it at first, but the bank actually put out one of those suckers they have for little kids when mom got whatever it was from the transaction. I of course took the sucker from my mom and just looked at it for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wasn't the first time I had been mistaken for being a child because of my size and my mom found it quite hilarious. Of course, I'm pretty good natured about it as it happens all the time so I just learn to laugh. I almost always pretend to be insulted, in such a way everyone knows I'm not truly insulted, but I always laugh about it. Especially later. I guess being 4' 11' and 21 years of age will throw lots of people off. I just can't wait till I'm driving alone and a cop pulls me over cause I look under-aged. That'll be great fun cause I'll have my driver's license with me as proof I'm legal. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up going back to the office quickly then leaving again as I had forgotten my purse so I could authorize my mom depositing a check to me into her account. Before we did this though we went by my grandma's house to pick up a check from my dad to my mom. We were almost late to the bank before it closes because my grandma would not shut up even though we told her we needed to go so we could get to the bank. She just doesn't understand unless it benefits her. Sounds like someone else I know, and it isn't my mom. *cough*Lindsay*cough* Turns out, when we got to the other bank, I didn't even need my driver's license seeing as we had done this several times already. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had already decided we would not go to group since we would have Sarah over. Unfortunately, plans changed and she wasn't going to come over. I had a feeling that would happen if I got excited. I almost never get excited cause most of the time when I do it never happens but I let it happen again and I was disappointed. I had actually learned about this at lunch so I was pretty upset for a majority of the day till the incident with the sucker at the bank. Thing like that just can't leave you gloomy. And the sucker was pretty good too. Lime flavoured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we headed to the Dollar Tree to pick up some canned cat food for one of our cats, Hallow, as he had not been doing well recently and we were using it to help gain him some weight and it has been working really well. While we were there I looked around for a laundry basket for myself. I found one I felt would work but my mom didn't want to get it because she didn't want to get me something if it was a "just for now" thing. Seriously, the thing was only 1 dollar so I don't understand what the deal was. I really need a basket of some sort as I am tired of piling my clothes on my closet floor then trying to carry the entire load in my arms to the washer every Wednesday when I do my laundry. She did say she would buy me a better one at Family Dollar sometime later although at Family Dollar everything is just cheaper, not 1 dollar like at Dollar Tree. At Dollar Tree I had also spotted a paddle ball toy that featured the Naurto characters Naruto and Gaara. I thought of Leighanna immediately because it was Naruto, plus, it had her favorite character Gaara. Unfortunately I was not intelligent at the time to think to buy it for her. If it is still there the next time my mom and I go there, I am going to buy it for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally headed on home after that. We didn't find birdseed at the Dollar Tree so my mom decided she would likely get that on Monday. I was about starving when I got home so after I got all my stuff set back up how it needed to be I went to fix me a mini pizza. I ate that with ranch dressing and a Mountain Dew. At first I didn't think I would finish it as I had been drinking the little half cans of Mountain Dew and my mom just recently decided to buy me the full size cans as they were a better deal. Oddly enough, after my sis and I sat down to play Tales of Symphonia, I did end up finishing it off. I was glad as it would have ended up flat by the time I would have wanted it again as I am not a heavy soda drinker and just 3 cans can likely last me a few weeks, so an entire box will take me a month, maybe a month and a half to get through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the game Leighanna and I went through Mithos's castle to get the Present, Past and Sacred Stones so we could do the Neiflheim quest. We got in there with the sole intention of doing training only and we planned to escape the dungeon on the first large, green, exit candlestick that we found. Unfortunately we did not find one and ended up dying when I mistakenly chose the option "Select a character and fight" and was unable to choose Presea as I had chosen her the last time that option came up. I chose Lloyd as Leighana and I can both play him. Unfortunately the level also chose to make us fight all monsters and I was quickly killed off by the demons and forced to load from our last save which was right before we entered as there are no save points within the nasty long dungeon. This was rather frustrating mainly because we had gained a couple of levels within the dungeon so all our progress had been erased in that regard. We were too tired to continue and decided it was best never to go into that dungeon for any reason too late at night. Being already fairly late, we decided to give up on the game for the night and turn it off. We will likely try again tomorrow when neither of us are tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fine with leaving the game, I was wanting to go do my own thing anyway about halfway through our play tonight. I started playing on some of the sites I like then I decided to get out my zen garden I bought and set it up. I took about 10 minutes to play with it before I got it where I think I like it. I don't know if I will change it again anytime soon but at least if I get bored of it's current design I can easily change it any way I choose. I really like the little thing, it's pretty cool and I had always kinda wanted one. Of course, I'm just fascinated with almost anything oriental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that just about sums up my day. Pretty good day I think. I'm just happy I didn't have to go to group as I seriously didn't feel like going today and neither did my mom. Anywho, I think I'm going to wrap things up here, play a little more on my comp, then shove off and play my Pokemon Ruby awhile before I go on to bed. Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. In case you guys are wondering, I tried to fall asleep to a movie the night before last. Yes I actually tried! But by the time I got the movie in, I felt pretty awake and even after settling down and watching Pokemon Jirachi: Wish Maker, no matter how tired I kinda felt, I just was unable to fall asleep till after it ended and I put the movie away. I officially fail.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-5738194601729150375?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5738194601729150375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-i-really-that-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5738194601729150375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5738194601729150375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/am-i-really-that-short.html' title='Am I Really That Short?'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-705021651313952051</id><published>2010-02-25T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T20:18:11.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Life Crumbles</title><content type='html'>Today was a fairly nice day.. Till tonight that is.. It seems every time I get something nice, or something good happens to me, something horrible happens in the same day to make me cry. It never fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today seemed like any other. Playing on the computer and my Nintendo DS. Although as soon as my sis got home, things were different as she did not ask to play the game. I think though it was because she wanted to watch The Chronicles of Riddick which we had rented from Netflix and not yet watched it. It didn't bother me though. She has every right not to play and I had other ways to entertain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom texted me before my sis had even gotten home telling me she had a surprise for me and asked that I not let her forget when she said she was on her way. Luckily I did not have to remind her as Leighanna was talking to her as she left so she remembered. I was really happy as she had brought home some chicken and rice from Bonzai Garden, my favorite restaurant in town. I didn't eat all of it so it meant I could have the rest for lunch tomorrow. After I ate, we went to watch the Chronicles of Riddick. It was a good movie, though I really couldn't grasp most of the plot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I returned to my room, content to play on my computer and play Pokemon. My mom came to my room to tell me a warning about something with Farmville and I took care if making sure it didn't affect me. Though none of these things is what I title this post after. No it is really what came after when my mom spoke with my dad. I do not want to get into the details here in case there are those outside the family reading, but in the end it seems my parents may be forced to devorce. If my mom is reading she will likely be upset I even wrote that much but I am rather upset right now and I need to talk it out here whether there is anyone reading these writings or not. Not that I will ever have any trouble remembering this bitter event. Now it's not a given that this will happen but things do not seem to be improving and she keeps mentioning that even though she very much does not want to, and I believe her, that she may not have any other choice than to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, for so long I had prided myself that I was a child of parents still together as many people I knew had divorced parents and I knew that even though my parents fought sometimes, they always reassured me divorce would never happen. I do not think of them as liars for this as I do not think my mom could have ever predicted such an outcome as she never desired it and I do not think of her any less. I may be stupid for having prided myself on something like that but it made me feel good. Even all this time that this rift has been here since November I have acted in such a way that I was bothered very little about it all. I think it is because any time my parents fought, they always resolved the issue and no harm was ever done. And so even though this time was vastly different, my heart still held the hope that things would mend in time. I am certain that I felt bothered because I was confident God would fix this. If things do not mend, I will of course not be angry with God though I will be sad that he chose to let it happen, but I will not think of him any less as I'm sure whatever he chooses to happen will be for the better.. For someone at least. I just hope things will turn around soon as I am finally starting to lose hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I officially apologize to my mother if she so happens to read this and is upset by my doing so but I felt the need to write it here as I consider this place more like a diary than a journal, despite that it is public although if I find the need to change the nature of this blog then I may just do so. Please do not get me wrong by anything written here. I love my mother very much and nothing mentioned here makes me think any less of her. I just wish things could be better.. But after events of this magnitude, nothing could ever be the same again. This is the longest I've ever been without my dad around and I have gotten used to it. Not that I like it but because of his absence I have become fearful of his presence, so even if he did come back, I would likely be uncomfortable for a time. Although I do very much wish him to return, for my mother's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel recently like my life is completely falling apart now. Perhaps that is why I have buried myself in my machines where I can keep myself in a place far from reality and kept so busy I don't have to think about reality. I understand this is not healthy but I've never been exposed to this amount of stress before and it's all I can do to cope with the pain. Hey, it's better than going out and doing drugs or something right? Lots better. Right now I'll be crying over this, but surely by tomorrow it will recede from my mind and my tears will dry. It seems I am only affected by this saddness when my mom mentions something about the possiblity of divorce. I guess because my mind rejects the idea and it only seems a reality when it is currently or recently being discussed. I cannot imagine things getting much worse than they are now. I guess I shouldn't really say that as they just might get worse. It's these kinds of things that sap my will do to anything constructive and makes me retreat within a mental shield. I just cannot handle how my life has changed. It is far from desirable but I do not wish to die to get away from it and I surely could not bring myself to do myself in. That is a good thing though as it means I am ensured I am not a danger to my well being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I think I'm going to go now. It's surprising how much I can end up typing when I'm in such a somber mood and am not content enough to complain about writing my blog and thus writing it up as short as possible so I can get on with something else. I am only leaving now as I have little to nothing left to say nor do I have the desire to mull it over much longer. I'd like to bury myself in fantasy now and try not to think of the horrible inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good night all. Hopefully next time I will have a bit more cheery day to write about. For both of our sakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-705021651313952051?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/705021651313952051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-life-crumbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/705021651313952051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/705021651313952051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-life-crumbles.html' title='When Life Crumbles'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2181593308730061940</id><published>2010-02-24T20:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:31:24.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not So Useless After All (At Last Not Today)</title><content type='html'>Today I completely forgot it was Wednesday. I played on my comp and my Pokemon Ruby for awhile today until I finally got up to clean my Lucky Bamboo. It had been a little too long since I last did this and I could tell it was in need of it. I took it to the bathroom so I could gently wash it's roots and clean the gravel it is kept in. Cleaning the gravel was much easier than normal since we got some strainers for the sink drains. I think the plant should be plenty happy now. I actually got on Skype today and talked to Tyler there for a good majority of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I was in a complete cleaning mood so I did my laundry, put away the dry dishes, washed the ones in the sink and cleaned off the counters. I even cleaned the toaster as it was a total nightmare. There were Pop-tart crumbs ALL in it. Luckily the tray comes off sorta and I got it clean for the most part. I didn't get everything I wanted to get done but I got a good bit. Amongst all this I had forgotten to feed the animals and I had even gone back to playing on my computer before I finally remembered only minutes before my mom was to get home. My mom seemed happy and surprised about what I had gotten done and I was just happy to have made her happy. It turns out that it was good I did the extra cleaning because Leighanna's friend Chris came over for a short while so she could give him the dream-catcher she made him for his birthday. She was very happy that he liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back to my room Leighanna asked me to put some videos from Night of The Claw on Lindsay's flashdrive. She was afraid to ask at first as she assumed it would take a long time. I knew it wouldn't so I started that immediately. It did take awhile though as my desktop will not recognize Sandisk cruzers so I had to put the files on my PNY then transfer them to my laptop, then to the cruzer as my laptop will recognize them. I ended up missing one of the files and had to find it on my desktop then retrieve it. I got that all done while she and I talked about various things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout this time I kept searching for something to eat but I had only managed to eat a small bag of crunchy Cheetos before my mom and sis had gotten home earlier. I kept getting distracted by my comp and my sis telling things to my mom and such. I did end up eating when I got really weak and sick feeling so I just heated up poptarts and got me a glass of milk. I feel much much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I know my post are getting so wimpy. I just don't have the will to type the amount of detail that I used to. There's really little point in it. Anyway, I'm going to wrap up here then go lay down with my Pokemon Ruby game and possibly watch Pokemon Jirachi: Wish Maker. I know I always say I will but I don't. And more than likely I still won't. Heh. Night all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2181593308730061940?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2181593308730061940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-not-so-useless-after-all-at-last-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2181593308730061940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2181593308730061940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-not-so-useless-after-all-at-last-not.html' title='I&apos;m Not So Useless After All (At Last Not Today)'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-854908893196648940</id><published>2010-02-23T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T18:59:56.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Ninja Guard Snowman</title><content type='html'>This morning I was waked early by my sister. She was excited about the snowfall this morning and couldn't stand waiting any longer. She seemed to have disliked getting me up because she didn't ant to disturb me but I wasn't bothered by it, at least not for snow. After I got a good look at the snow I was going to go on back to bed but something happened with my foot and due to me having to put extra effort into moving around I was more than awake enough to stay up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighanna an I were not quite ready to go outside and play so I took some time to finish things up on my computer before going to play Symphonia with her some more. We did that for a couple hours then we turned it off and got ready to go outside. I took my camera with me as I was not about to pass up the opportunity to get pictures of all the snow. I did little more than take pictures while I was outside but I was very happy doing so. Unfortunately, my fingers began to hurt as my gloves are only half-finger an it was very hard to operate my camera with my gloves in mitten-mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went inside and returned to playing Symphonia for a little longer while we warmed up and let our gloves dry. We had Strogonoff for lunch an some Peanut-Butter cup brownies for snack. It was really good and the brownies were nice and soft an sorta gooey.  Before long we were back outside as it had snowed even more and seemed to have erase everything we had done in our last visit. This time I was wearing some miss-matched loves of hers as they had fingers which allowed me better usage of my camera while she used my glove as the mitten feature didn't bother what she wanted to do. We also decided to build a snowman. This one didn't end up like your average snowman. My sis and I got a little carried away and made it a ninja snowman. He ended up rather creepy looking so I gave him a frown and my sister called it a Texas Ninja Guard Snowman. We laughed about this for some time after and we even took pictures of ourselves next to it. It was by no means well made but it was fun all the same. We had not made a snowman in a number of years due to the scarceness of snow an especially of the amount required to build one of a fair enough size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went inside we let our gloves dry again while we got some hot-chocolate. My sis and I put cool-whip in ours which was good. I enjoyed mine but I drank too much an made myself a little sick as it was pretty sweet. We let ourselves rest and warm up then went to the backyard to play with the dogs as when we were out front Blanco, one of our three dogs looked determined to get outside to play with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only allowed Blanco and Raya out to play as Li was so small he'd end up with icicles on him like he did this morning before mom gave him a nice warm bath. Blanco really seemed to enjoy playing and I got some cute pics and videos. We didn't stay out there long and I was able to go inside and stay there the rest of the day. I did enjoy Tyler's company throughout the day up until returning to the game after playing with the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis and I continued Symphonia up until a little after 8 as we could not think of anything else we could accomplish before 9 so we just turned it off. It was fine with me as it gave me the time to come in here and type my post without procrastinating on it and trying to do it the next day when I would not remember so many details as I would tonight. During the time we were playing before 9, we had some turkey cheese melt things my mom made with slice turkey sandwich meat. I'd never had that before but it was REALLY goo and I enjoyed it. I was very gla mom made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are still some other details I would like to record here but I cannot think of them and I'm really too tired to go on about this much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think I'll just play on my comp for a couple hours more if I last so long then hea to be. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-854908893196648940?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/854908893196648940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/texas-ninja-guard-snowman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/854908893196648940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/854908893196648940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/texas-ninja-guard-snowman.html' title='Texas Ninja Guard Snowman'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8455132491594171870</id><published>2010-02-22T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:50:37.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pokemon Ruby</title><content type='html'>Today I actually spent alot less time on my computer than I usually do. I did spend a good while on Farmville doing various things and I clicked very little on GPX. My sis got home at her usual time and I was actually looking forward to it a bit since I was kinda bored aside from the fact I had randomly decided to restart Pokemon Ruby version. I don't know why, but Pokemon always seems to be fun, no matter what version it is, although I do enjoy the first two generations the best. My sis and I did end up playing Symphonia for a couple of hours. She wanted to go to something at school so we didn't get to play long. It was okay though as I'm pretty into playing Pokemon Ruby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let her borrow my digital camera I had gotten for Christmas and I was happy that she treated it well. Honestly I was a little worried, not that I didn't trust my sister but because it's still very new and in great condition although since she brought my camera back to me in the same condition I lent it to her I will likely not worry so much about her borrowing it in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I was into it, I did go and visit my mom most of the evening, all while playing Pokemon. She didn't seem to mind and I was glad that she enjoyed having me in there. She wasn't feeling well so I definitely wanted to be in there with her to make her feel better although I do need to start visiting her more often and I'm not too sure why I don't since I like being around her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the past couple of hours since she went to bed I played with Farmville and clicked a few people's Pokemon on GPX all while playing Pokemon Ruby, I'm completely re-addicted to that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm going to go back to my game then head to bed. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8455132491594171870?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8455132491594171870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/pokemon-ruby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8455132491594171870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8455132491594171870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/pokemon-ruby.html' title='Pokemon Ruby'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4891602954728514229</id><published>2010-02-21T20:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T20:33:48.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Pizza Cutter</title><content type='html'>Today I got up and did my usual. I played on my comp while waiting for when my sis would be ready to play. She came into my room and chatted with me a bit while I got finished up though we only played a short while today as she planned to go to the store with my mom to pick up some beads for a dream-catcher she was making. They also went grocery shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were gone I discovered Greasemonkey and a cool script for the pokemon site I've been playing. Apparently the admins are fine with it as the script was posted in plain site on the forums and such. It's not really a cheat though so I can see why they left it alone. It just helps by making some things a little easier to do such as clicking but it doesn't do that for you. Still gotta do the clicking myself. It has some other cool features too. I found a few other cool scripts as well that I downloaded and installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad when my mom and sis got back as they had bought some things for me. I felt bad because I had made a light complaint to my sister about her getting some special things and I felt left out, but I felt bad about getting something after having done so, which thus, made them upset because I didn't act very excited and I feel bad for killing their mood because they were just trying to do something nice for me. I did apologize but I feel it did not completely make them feel better. I don't expect it either, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty sad after that, not just for what had happened but also because I was left all alone. Usually I like that but I guess I've gotten so used to playing with my sis almost all day that not doing so and left by myself made me feel a bit neglected. I know I could have easily gone and talked to my mom and sis but for some reason I felt like I shouldn't. I definitely didn't wanna get in the way of my mom's time with my sis so I just sat in my room and mindlessly clicked on Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate one of the small, personal pizzas that my sis picked out for me at the store. She got them for me so I would have something quick and easy to cook on weekends, weekdays before she and mom got home, or any other time when they were making something for themselves and I needed to fend for myself. I'm sure no one really cares about that though. I tried to use a pizza cutter to cut it but I had a hard time finding it. My sis thought it was funny as every time I looked somewhere and couldn't find it I said "stupid pizza cutter". She told me she was going to call someone that sometime. Knowing her, she probably will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling a bit less lonely, but I think it's because I found some things to do to take my mind off of it. I think tonight I might finally get around to trying to watch a movie till I fall asleep but I dunno if I will manage it. I'll try. I might also play the Wii a bit before then but I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. For all that happened today that sure is a short post. Oh well, night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4891602954728514229?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4891602954728514229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/lonely-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4891602954728514229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4891602954728514229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/lonely-day.html' title='Stupid Pizza Cutter'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1329281278410561366</id><published>2010-02-20T20:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:09:36.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Symphonia</title><content type='html'>Heh, today has very little interesting events to tell. Really, it probably has none. I played on my comp till about noon then played Symphonia with my sis till 12 midnight. Wow I have no life. I need to find something more to type about on weekends. More importantly, I need to find more interesting things to do or accomplish because this is becoming pathetic. Well.. Surely I'll have more to talk about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1329281278410561366?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1329281278410561366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_20.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1329281278410561366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1329281278410561366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_20.html' title='More Symphonia'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3051073758927982779</id><published>2010-02-19T20:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T13:07:19.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitter Friday</title><content type='html'>I woke today on my own. Normally I would just rest until my mom came in to wake me but when I saw the clock it was close to 6:40 AM already. I waited till 40 but I grew a bit concerned when my mom did not come in to wake me. Unable to rest after that, I got on up  and went to her room. She was surprised to see me already up and told me she would have woken me at 6:45 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to work and I immediately wanted to get vacuuming out of the way but I couldn't until after 10:30. Luckily, I didn't have to worry about getting into too much before then as I had to go with my mom to some medicaide meeting thing so she could get that set up. It seemed to take forever just waiting. I would have been fine waiting so long except there was another person there and they were chewing gum and I unfortunately could hear it. Bad thing with gum chewing, once I hear it, I can't ignore it and it's beyond irritating. I tried to suck it up but I didn't do a very good job as my mom noticed my discomfort but I refrained from making a complaint to her as there was nothing she could do. The other person had every right to chew gum but the sound still rung in my ears for quite some time after that. It was so bad it was like someone was chewing gum right in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to work but I still could not start vacuuming right away as Tyler, one of the people who work there was still there and would be till 10:30 AM. I played on my computer until 12 as I was unaware that Tyler had left by then. My mom had told me he had but she did it in such a way that I had failed to pick up on it. It was fine anyway, I was hungry and I really wanted to eat before I got to work. Soon after lunch I got the vacuuming done. It was weird not having to worry about that the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike usual, we didn't get anything to eat before going to group. My mom always said we would eat before group so we don't depend on that for food, especially since we're so hungry well before we go. Unfortunately this led to me being overly cranky in addition to not feeling well. I did try, despite what others may thing, to keep from causing a disturbance but it seems in doing so I caused a bigger one. I really do not wish to get into the details of this. Going through it the first time was bad enough and it was entirely my fault. I did finally get a sandwich and my mood immediately brightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side, James was, as always, adorable. I had animal cookies on my plate and he reached up towards me and asked "cookie?". He being so cute I couldn't very well tell him no. I gave him the cookie and his mom had to prompt him to say thank you. He did and he did so very cutely. After he finished it he asked me for another so I gave him one more. He this time said thank you without being prompted. It was too adorable. He ended up asking me for a couple more before I finished them off. I felt bad when he asked for another after that and I couldn't give him one but he didn't seem upset at all by it, thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I talked things over on the way home about what happened tonight. The conversation went fairly well but I still felt like crap for acting like a complete retard. We got home, obviously and I headed right for my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really tired so I'm going to go to bed early. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3051073758927982779?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3051073758927982779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3051073758927982779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3051073758927982779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_19.html' title='Bitter Friday'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2782784333650511594</id><published>2010-02-18T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:10:33.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days In a Row</title><content type='html'>Today I had to get up early as my mom and I had to do some conference call thing and it was much easier to have us both there at the time. I'm rather glad as, although at first I was merely annoyed by it, by the end of it I was nerve-wracked. The lady we spoke to I swear didn't sound human. She spoke very mechanically. I was glad when it was over because it meant I could have some coffee. I wanted it before the meeting but I was afraid of it making me sleepy and me either falling asleep just before we needed to call in or me being to sleepy to know what was being said. Either way, it seemed I didn't need to do or say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from forgetting to pack me some breakfast, I didn't do much. After my mom and I ate our packed lunches we went across the street and bought a Reese with 4 cups in it and shared it. I returned to my computer for the remainder of the day just glad I did not have to do cleaning today like I know I will have to tomorrow. Kinda irritating really but it can't be helped. Sometimes we have to do things we don't want to. I had fun with a couple new Pokemon games online. Well one was Pokemon, the other seemed to be a rip off of Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got pretty addicted to the one that was clearly Pokemon as I am still playing it even now, well aside from the instance I am writing this. I was so hooked on the game I didn't even once bother with trying to draw. I very much dislike how much my posts have been really wimpy lately but I really have little to type here. Fridays almost always provide for a healthy post length so let's hope I have a fairly interesting day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2782784333650511594?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2782784333650511594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-days-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2782784333650511594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2782784333650511594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/two-days-in-row.html' title='Two Days In a Row'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-7092651055828402863</id><published>2010-02-17T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:55:10.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Get It Done</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty good. I spent my day playing on GPX Pokedex Plus and putting some basic color on the picture I had done the lineart to yesterday. I got bored of it quickly oddly enough and stopped. I became frustrated as there were many things I wanted to work on but I didn't feel like doing any of those things. Today was different from other Wednesdays as my mom came home and didn't go to church as she was not feeling well. Even after she came home I continued watching Bleach until around 7 when she came to my room asking about what we planned for supper. Honestly I hadn't thought of doing it sooner than 8 for some odd reason despite the fact she was home. I finished watching the episode I was in the middle of then I got up to work on cooking supper. Shelling the shrimp wasn't fun, mostly because it was cold and tedious. We fried it up in a batter we had bought the other day and it turned out really good, especially so with some ranch dressing. We both had plenty to eat and I returned to my room shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched some more bleach but while I did I tried to work on Isaura some more but I am becoming rather stressed with the picture now as it's not turning out well at all. What's worse is I hastily erased a portion of it as I tried to get it to look more like the hollow form and so it distressed me even more, so much so I had to just forget about it. Luckily, playing a bit of Bleach: Shattered Blade helped me to calm down but I am no where close to ready to work on it again before tomorrow. I'd scrap her and just make a new character from scratch but I've written so much information for her I really don't want to start from scratch so I hope that if anything I'll only have to use what I planned to be her hollow form for something else. I still like her hollow form but I don't think it will work with what I want to do with her. We'll just see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I'm really tired, mostly mentally. Until next time. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-7092651055828402863?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/7092651055828402863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-get-it-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7092651055828402863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7092651055828402863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/to-get-it-done.html' title='To Get It Done'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6800905417941248613</id><published>2010-02-16T18:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:46:56.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Different</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty general. I did work a great deal on my picture again. This time I worked on the lineart of the Hollow form of my character. I did this and some other things until my sister got home, although when she did we did not play the video game. She was going to soon go to visit a friend who had been hospitalized so she didn't want to get into the game. Although while she waited for another of her friends to pick her up we looked up random anime comics. We found some pretty funny ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she left I continued on by myself just drawing for the most part. For supper we had chicken and cheese rice and it was really good. Of course I almost always enjoy that dish as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it. I can't remember much else. I hate it when I can't remember what I did. I really need to stop trying to type these the day after it happened. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6800905417941248613?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6800905417941248613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6800905417941248613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6800905417941248613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_16.html' title='A Little Different'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1156102881367123748</id><published>2010-02-15T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:38:46.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Good Day</title><content type='html'>Today was good. Almost generic. Though there were some differences. I worked on my picture of my Bleach character today. Really I worked on a new sketch of one of her forms. I'm pretty happy with it. Maybe I'll color it tomorrow if I feel up to it. For lunch I couldn't find anything to eat at first. I wanted hot dogs but we didn't have any bread and I didn't want ramen. I ended up cooking the shrimp I had defrosted for supper on wednesday. I wanted to eat it before it went bad as it had been defrosted for awhile now. I didn't do anything special with it. I just cooked it up like I would if I were making scampi but without the noodles and green onions, and I only used one clove of garlic. It turned out well so I was happy though it didn't fill me up. I dealt with it and returned to working on my drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of yesterday I got back into playing GPX Pokdex Plus. It's a rather fun site.. I don't really know why clicking a bunch of Pokemon is so addicting but it is. My sis and I played more Tales of Symphonia. It doesn't matter how many times we play that, that game will remain infinitely fun. We did that up until a little before 9 then I came in here, played more on GPX and started this post. Now, I am going to wrap it up as there is little more to be said that has even a remote amount of importance. Not that anything said here is important to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, gonna return to playing then head to bed. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1156102881367123748?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1156102881367123748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty-good-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1156102881367123748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1156102881367123748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/pretty-good-day.html' title='Pretty Good Day'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2573111193537909871</id><published>2010-02-14T20:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T19:31:25.608-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clone Day</title><content type='html'>I don't even know why I'm writing a post for today. Really it was the same as many others. I hate to say it but I think this will be my shortest post as I cannot recall a single thing exclusive to today from any other. Eh, until next time I guess. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2573111193537909871?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2573111193537909871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2573111193537909871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2573111193537909871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_14.html' title='Clone Day'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8582904566347416127</id><published>2010-02-13T21:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:16:26.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Saturday</title><content type='html'>There's really not much to tell about today really. When I got up I played on my comp some then shortly after ate breakfast. We had French Toast this morning. I was happy because I really love French Toast. After, I almost immediately went to playing Tales of Symphonia with my sis. We had fun though I was unable to find anything to make a comic out of. Though that is fine seeing as I have plenty of ideas, like 4, right now and it'll be awhile before they are all done. Plus, that's not the reason I'm playing that anyway. It's just a nice bonus when I can find something to make a comic about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About mid-day I took a short break to take care of my Farmville crops. Sometime later after I returned to the game my mom decided she wanted to clear off that shelf she planned to let me put in my room. Since she was doing that I decided to get up and clear off the breakables from the small shelf that was going to have to move so I could put the bigger one there. I never did this before because I had nowhere to put the misc items except on my bed but I needed to keep my bed clear at least until the day my mom wanted to get that done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom took the smaller shelf to put where the big one used to be and she placed the big one against my wall. When Leighanna and I finished playing the game I took the time to put all my things on the shelf and arrange them nicely. Of course, I kinda have to do that. Else I'd have to sleep on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. It's already pretty late now so I'm heading off to bed. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8582904566347416127?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8582904566347416127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8582904566347416127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8582904566347416127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_13.html' title='Just A Saturday'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-5713399870072394835</id><published>2010-02-12T20:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T09:01:15.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Party</title><content type='html'>Well today was like any other to start with.  I woke feeling like I really didn't want to be, though once I got up I didn't feel sleepy or too opposed to being up. Last night I had got all my stuff that I planned to take with me all together so I didn't have to worry about it now. Although in doing this it meant I had free time to do what I wanted, though I don't feel like doing much when I'd be leaving in only 30-40 min. I did play on my computer for awhile before I packed it up and left with my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we got to the office, my mom took us by the Trans Texas bank and she bought us each a heart-shaped Valentine's cookie. It was really cool because 100% of the proceeds go to Relay For Life. I still haven't eaten mine. I was going to but around lunch I didn't want it then I felt too full or kinda sick to eat it. Plus, my mom hasn't eaten hers either pretty much for the same reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was there I didn't watch Bleach and I didn't take my picture of my chracter I'd been working on. I felt like I needed a break. Besides, one of the pictures relating to her that I drew was on my desktop and there was no point putting it on my laptop since I don't do art well on my laptop. Plus, I don't have anything but MS paint on my laptop so I would have only been able to finish the sketch. And I know I can put art programs on my laptop, but I just prefer not to double up on programs between my two computers except for staple ones such as Firefox, Mozilla Thunderbird and Skype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't go and eat anything after we got done cleaning because we were having a Valentine's party at group so we knew we'd have food. Before we went though my mom and I went to my Grandma's house to give her a Birthday card that we had picked out for her during lunch. We stayed longer than either of us expected, or wanted to. My sister decided she had to sit there and just chat away like we had nothing better to do than listen to her talk. I spaced out through most of the conversation as my attention span had all but run out about halfway through it. Though I don't think anyone noticed as I was able to maintain the illusion I was actually paying attention to her as I was still responding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally managed to leave and we headed to group. We got there right on time. I think. It was fun too. There wasn't much to eat that interested me but there was at least some lettuce and carrots so I was content with that. What I waited for the opportunity for was the cheesecake. I saw that and wanted it but I didn't want ot be the first to get into it as I found it rude. My mom kept telling me to go get some so I finally did regardless of being the first one to do so. I got it and sat down. I was happy, I love cheesecake. After I got some though, everyone else started to go in there for some. Seems like I wasn't the only one wanting to wait till someone else got some to get them for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after everyone who wanted it got cheesecake, we had a little drawing for some valentines presents on the table on the other side of the room. Instead of numbers however, we drew words. They were words such as "beautiful" "caring" etc. My mom got the one that said "beautiful" and I got the one that said "caring". Mom's present was really cool. It was a little trinket box with a picture of Jesus's face on the top. I was really glad she got it, especially when she told me she'd been putting her jewlery in a white, paper box, so now she has something nice to put them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't care much for my gift. It was a wine-glass with broken hearts decorated on it and it said "Love Stinks" on it. I think it's blah. Of course, at things like this, I never like the gift I end up with but it doesn't matter as that's not the point of these things anyway. If my and my mom's gifts were switched, I likely would have traded her so she could have the cool gift anyway. I might still make use of my glass thingy. I could always try to get the words off of it or something. Or perhaps I can ignore it and make use of it all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped to clean things up before we left. I have a hard time just standing around doing nothing while others clean up and such, plus, I wanted some of the decorations. Really I just asked if I could keep a few of the little fake petals on the table as I figured they would want to keep the majority but apparently they didn't mind if I took them all and offered. I, of course, couldn't turn that down being the artist I am. I ended up with the heart-shaped sequins too and the plastic table cloth. I didn't even have any interest in that thing but they offered it to me so I figured, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we talked before leaving, I played with James a little. He was still into pretending to shoot people with this cardboard tube that was approximately twice his height. He seemed really entertained when I would nicely take the tube from him then make little echo-y howling noises through it. I only did this repeatedly because the grin he got on his face and the giggle he made were just too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was leftover cheesecake after the party so naturally, anyone who wanted any got to take some home with them. Some people did, including me and my mom. We pretty much got every bit that was left from the others taking some with them so we got about six pieces of cheesecake. I definataly was not going to complain about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and I put my things away. I'm pretty tired now. I think I'll probably wrap up here and go to bed soon. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-5713399870072394835?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5713399870072394835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/fortomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5713399870072394835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5713399870072394835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/fortomorrow.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Party'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3469707690247259495</id><published>2010-02-11T21:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T21:43:02.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay For Sisters!</title><content type='html'>Today was a lot better. I did not ache or feel ill all day. I still don't. I managed to make progress on my Arrancar character, Isaura today while I periodically read comics on Deviantart. I worked on her Hollow form to help with my dillema with her mask. I like how it's turning out but I cannot get the head to work. I was still making some nice progress when my sister came home. Luckily she was not impatient to go play Tales of Symphonia. The first, not the second. She even helped with with some ideas for her clothes since I was having trouble with it. I liked her ideas and I think I can blend all her ideas with those I already had. I did make sure to finish up quickly so we could go play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost as soon as we started playing, we started in with the jokes, as normal. This time was different though as the jokes we made gave me ideas for comics. Odd thing about this is.. I've never made a comic strip in my life. But these jokes were too good to pass up and for once I feel brave enough to try making them. I just hope I do. I ran to get me a notebook and began jotting down the random ideas. I came up with one by myself which I wrote on while we fought. (I was able to since I was playing Raine and I didn't need to heal very often.) I think my sis thought the one I came up with by myself was weird but she was excited about the other two ideas that she helped me come up with. I do agree that those two are far better than mine although I am still going to draw mine too. Just most likely last as I wanna do the more fun ones first. We both had alot of fun coming up with the jist of the situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I will be at my mom's work tomorrow, I will have all day to start working on one of these comic ideas. I've decided not to bring my pics of Isaura with me so I'm not tempted to work on, and become frustrated by them and I certainly want to work on my comics to see if I can pull them off. Surely I can do fairly well at them. I've got some nice material here I think. Every time I play ToS now though, I will have my notebook with me and ready to jot down any good ideas that strike either one of us. &gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, I'm DEFINITELY feeling much better. I wanna stay up a lot later tonight since I  feel good and I'm not tired but I gotta get up early tomorrow cause it's Friday so I need to be in bed by 12 which is in.. like.. 19 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is me, wrapping this up, and heading off to bed! Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3469707690247259495?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3469707690247259495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/yay-for-sisters.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3469707690247259495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3469707690247259495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/yay-for-sisters.html' title='Yay For Sisters!'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1629994434674480268</id><published>2010-02-10T20:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T11:32:14.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday part 2</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to bother typing much about today. It was practically the same thing as yesterday aside from I felt soo much better. Until evening that is. I felt fine till I left my room right at 8 to go fix fried shrimp. I started to feel only slightly ill at this point so I didn't give it much thought but by the time I was getting ingredients together I felt exhausted. Luckily, my mom called me saying she didn't feel well. Okay well it's not lucky she was sick, that I wish she would feel better. Lucky, only because she called before I started putting things together so I could put things away with no problem and I didn't have to cook which suited me wonderfully as I was not hungry nor did I feel in the mood to cook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I just came back to my room and worked on my Arrancar character and played on my comp. I'm becoming so pained right now it's not even funny. Skin is sensitive and painful and my body aches all over. I even tried watching an episode of Bleach on my desktop computer but I was in so much pain watching it seemed like torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to bed. I better be fine in the morning or I will not be happy. Not that I am now... &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1629994434674480268?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1629994434674480268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_10.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1629994434674480268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1629994434674480268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_10.html' title='Yesterday part 2'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-7969934262650301808</id><published>2010-02-09T18:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T06:45:10.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Again. I'm Not Used To This.</title><content type='html'>Today I really didn't do much. I mainly played on my computer and watched Youtube videos. Around 12ish I started feeling dizzy and lightheaded despite being sitting down. I decided it might be too much video watching so I plugged in my Wii and played Bleach a bit. I had my floor fan blowing on me while I played. It felt cold but it made me feel better. For awhile at least. I began feeling sick again so I decided to turn off the game, grab my sketchbook then lay down on my bed to rest. Laying in bed seemed to be the only thing that would help really. I wouldn't feel sick again till I got up for whatever reason. While I layed there I fell asleep. That was good since I probably needed it. When I woke, my mom called me about 30 seconds after. I must have good timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't remember much that happened between here and supper time. I was too preoccupied with feeling ill and laying in my bed. Really, this is new to me. I don't get sick that easily and recently I've been, well, mildly sick more often than usual. After telling my mom I was cold, she told me I was running a fever and later confirmed it when she checked. I can't remember the last time I had a fever. It has to have been a couple of years at the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come evening the light-headedness and dizzyness was gone but replaced with almost every inch of my skin being sensitive to the touch, so anytime I moved, or brushed something, it hurt. I also had muscle aches in various places too. Unfortunately, this would not subside just by resting. I visited my mom in her room for a bit but after awhile asked if a bath might help. She said it should and when I asked her if it would bother my sister, whom had already gone to bed, she said it wouldn't. So I went to get me a bath with little guilt knowing I should not bother her in the slightest. The bath did help a bit with the pain and it definitely warmed me up. It made me pretty tired though so I'm going to wrap up here and go right on to bed. Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-7969934262650301808?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/7969934262650301808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-blech-to-write-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7969934262650301808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7969934262650301808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/too-blech-to-write-tonight.html' title='Sick Again. I&apos;m Not Used To This.'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4244800367090105182</id><published>2010-02-08T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:19:38.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Sis</title><content type='html'>Woke up early this morning to some weird sound. I got on up just to see what it was but ended up talking to my mom and found my sis was staying home sick. She was sleeping at the time so I chatted with my mom till she went to work. I was going to go back to bed. Tried really but something kept me up. Not sure what to be honest. I decided to play my Wii some and this is what got me wide awake. I tried to turn it on but the red light wasn't showing. I checked the cables and everything was fine, I even tried unplugging and re plugging in the cables. Nothing worked. I then realized I left it plugged in overnight. That's when I got a sinking feeling. I figured that the one time I left it plugged in overnight, that an electrical surge happened and fried it. I looked up possible solutions on the internet, finding only one that might solve the problem and that being to completely unplug the cable from the Wii and outlet for 2 min. I kept searching while I waited in case that didn't work. To my relief, when I plugged it all back up it worked again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my sis was still sleeping after getting my Wii back working I went back to my room to work on some things on my comp as well as working on getting my room into some order. I hadn't worked on it in awhile and thought it was high time to make some significant progress and I succeeded. The only things needing to be done now is to get more posters on my walls, get this one shelf into my room and organize some misc junk. My sis came in a little later and asked if I wanted to play the original Tales of Symphonia. I agreed but I told her I wanted to finish things up in my room first. She was fine with that and shortly after went to lay down awhile. I took longer than expected but it was okay since she ended up talking to a friend on the phone. Around 12 I finally finished and hauled the Wii to my mom's room so we could play. We used the Wii because we felt the Gamecube would be too difficult to get out of the place that we keep it in, plus,  I was itching to use the Wii's Gamecube features for the fist time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played that for awhile, during which I kept offering to fix my sis something to eat but she refused as she wasn't hungry. It kinda worried me as she hadn't eaten at all. Nothing I could do to make her eat though so I just made sure to entertain her. The game was fun as always and since we know the story so well we were very quick on the jokes based on it and thus even though we've played it around 20 times, we still enjoyed it thoroughly. We even learned something we had never known in all the other times we played. That's one thing. No matter what, we almost always manage to learn something new each time we play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked Stroganoff for supper because my sister said that sounded good. It took me until a little into House to finish but it ended up okay since the House episode was extra lame. It didn't start anything like usual and it was all surrounded around Kutty. Other people might have loved it, but I only watch House for the "House-ness" and the crazy diagnosis stuff. Not any of the crap concerning Kutty. It was just a lame filler ep. Needless to say I was glad it was over so I could finish playing with Leighanna. She wanted to go to bed early though so we wee done shortly after 9. I don't blame her, she really isn't feeling well. I'm not even sure if she will be going to school tomorrow. If she doesn't I'll surely look after her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up until just a min ago I was on Youtube listening to songs composed on Mario Paint Composer which is an "emulator" designed to well emulate the music composer feature on Mario paint. All the songs were real songs that wee redone on the program. Alot that I heard sounded TOO much like the original so I was actually not impressed with them as it sounded fake. Others, it sounded slightly altered which most people who posted vids like this said they used an altered soundset but I kept the ones like this that did at least sound like the original sounds or the ones I just liked far too much. And to think, I'd have never known about this had Youtube not posted one of these videos on my "Recommended for You" section when I got to the mainpage. Random. But a nice surprise. Playlisting isn't working on my youtube right now so I just saved the links on notepad for the ones I liked and I will playlist them as soon as the feature is working again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I had more to say on this but lately it seems details start to  slip my mind as soon as I start typing. In earlier days of my blog I  didn't have this problem really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I'm kinda tired. not sure if I will go to bed just yet or if I will play a little Wii before then. I still have to try falling asleep to a movie but I'm not sure I'll get around to it any time soon, or any time at all for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4244800367090105182?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4244800367090105182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick-sis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4244800367090105182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4244800367090105182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/sick-sis.html' title='Sick Sis'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2989224481605179749</id><published>2010-02-07T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:10:31.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wii Tired</title><content type='html'>After playing on my computer for a short while after I got up today, I spent a lot of time playing Mario Kart Wii. I probably shouldn't have played it so much but since my sis is returning it to Eli tomorrow, I wanted to get as much enjoyment out of it that I could. Apparently I got too much seeing how my shoulder muscles are just killing me right now. Actually, soon after I started playing I felt this way. I really tried to get as much done as I could but there's just so much to complete. I did try the w-fi racing quite a few times. It was rather fun although I almost always got racers who were pretty brutal. The second time I went into it either I was a lot better or my opponents a lot less skilled. My sister thought it was likely both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to keep myself from getting too hurt between races I would lay down for a short while which helped mildly. It was really helpful when my sister finally would want to play so I'd get longer to rest. She didn't feel good today. Seemed to have come down with something. I really hope she feels better soon, she's had such poor luck with her health recently. She helped me a little to unlock some things but for the most part she felt too ill to help. Even though I didn't unlock all the characters, I was happy to have at least unlocked my favorite character, Dry Bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in a pretty long while, we had chicken and cheese rice for supper. It was really good though I had one problem with it. I got full way too fast. *sob* After we finished my mom mentioned wanting to play Mario Kart in a little while. I was happy to hear this as I like playing with her, she's just a lot of fun. While she was getting ready I played some wi-fi races since I could stop those any time I wanted as there is not a set number of races. I was actually surprised at how long my mom was willing to play and she really improved rapidly and she even beat me a couple of times even with my trying my hardest. This and the fact she seemed to really enjoy playing made me really happy. Of course, I was just glad to play the game with my mom, regardless of who won or lost. We played so much we repeated most of the courses several times over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis went to bed around this time and my mom quit sometime after and I took that opportunity to switch games since my shoulders couldn't take much more 'driving'.  I played Bleach a bit then my mom asked me if I wanted browines and icecream. We got this without my sister as my mom had mentioned it to her earlier and she didn't like the idea of it since she didn't feel well and we certainly were not about to get it for ourselves then eat it in front of her so we got it after she went to bed so she didn't have to feel left out. I quickly finished up playing Bleach, helped my mom fold my sister's clothes then I headed for my room. I really think I'm going to go to bed soon actually. I'm pretty tired. When I first started typing this my stomach hurt but it doesn't anymore. My mom was worried I might have gotten what my sister had but it doesn't seem to be so since I'm now over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if I missed anything important I can't think of it. I sure hope I didn't forget anything though. I'd feel sad. Anywho, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2989224481605179749?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2989224481605179749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/wii-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2989224481605179749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2989224481605179749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/wii-tired.html' title='Wii Tired'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-5969820127379030237</id><published>2010-02-06T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:37:58.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>My mom got me up early this morning. Normally I would sleep later, but I promised her I would help her clean this one building. I definitely had no problem with it. Didn't like getting up but I wanted to help my mom. Especially since she figured it'd take her 4 hours by herself to get it done. I like vacuuming, oddly enough, so I took on that job while my mom took on jobs she was better at than I. I didn't eat breakfast this morning as I was feeling sick yesterday and I wasn't hungry and I didn't want to risk making myself feel ill again. A couple of hours after we got to the building and where cleaning, though, I ended up hungry and asked if pretty soon I could get something to eat. My mom was really nice and decided to go ahead and get something so we went to a convenience store and got me a hot dog for only 86 cents. For such a small price, it was a pretty nice size and it tasted really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to cleaning and spent a couple more hours doing that. We had to stop early though. One reason was at 12 we needed to pick up my sister, plus, somehow we wrecked both our vacuums. Our "Rainbow" vacuum seemed to still work a little but the suction was greatly diminished while the other one I think was completely trashed. We didn't discard either machine in hopes they would be okay but my mom thinks the sheet rock dust probably gummed them both up and I have no reason to believe she is incorrect. With both vacuums out of commission we had no choice but to leave the cleaning job unfinished. We finished up everything else we could without vacuums then left to go to the store to pick up groceries. We ended up cleaning for 3 hours and that was with me helping, so just doing what my mom and I did would have taken her alone 6 hours. Throughout cleaning I kept finding random bits of materials and such on the floor that were obviously of no use or value to the construction workers who had been there so I helped myself to picking some of them up such as small broken tiles, unusable pieces of cove base and some strange metal disks and rings. I took these things seeing as they would have been thrown away otherwise and I figured I may make use of them. My mom even helped me to pic up these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got shopping done just before 12 so we didn't have to wait too long to get my sis. We went home and cooked a pizza. My mom was eager to get my dimmer switch fixed so she started throwing breakers so she could replace it without risking shocking herself. We continued doing this not really thinking about what we were doing till it suddenly dawned on me we were throwing breakers and the oven was already cooking the pizza. Oddly, and luckily enough, despite throwing the random breakers, we managed to not once touch the one the oven was on and the pizza got done just as we were finishing up on the switch. The pizza ended up looking burned but it tasted far from it. It was actually really good. When we finished, my sis wanted to play Mario Kart I agreed but mentioned I'd like to play it in mom's room so we could be there in the room with her instead of going off into the living room and leaving her alone. This made her really happy and I'm glad it did. I wanted her to be happy. Plus, doing this allowed her easy access to the game so we could just rotate out and we all got to play that way. It worked well since some of us would be tired and want to rest a bit anyway before tackling another race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone grew tired quickly so I turned the Wii off and helped my mom make some brownies then went back to the game. Instead of Mario Kart, since no one else wished to play at the time, I played Bleach so I could unlock some characters. My sister ended up getting interested in watching as soon as she heard a character that she didn't realize shared a voice actor with a character on Naruto. I was glad she stayed in there and watched because I liked having her there to talk to. Plus her comments about the characters, no matter what she said, made the game play a lot more interesting and actually rather funny. I made a lot of progress on unlocking characters, managing to unlock, Tosen, and one or two others that I cannot remember aside from Ulquiorra whom was the one I was trying to unlock but I had to unlock a small chain of characters in order to do so. Sadly, he's not very much fun to play, and his voice actor isn't the same. My mom wanted to head to bed so I picked up my stuff and took it to my room so she could. She was very tired. I don't blame her, I was too. I felt about to die when we finished cleaning and I've just been exhausted ever since.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I think I'll get off of here soon and finish hooking up my Wii to my TC and play Mario Kart some more. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-5969820127379030237?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5969820127379030237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5969820127379030237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5969820127379030237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1827003165586306370</id><published>2010-02-05T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T16:18:24.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Today started like any other Friday. I watched Bleach on my laptop till lunch then ate with my mom some food we had brought with us. I I was feeling pretty ill. The food didn't hut anything but it sure didn't help. Somehow we had gotten on the topic of Bleach even though she doesn't really know anything about it. We still had 30 min left before my mom had to go back to work. My mom, to my surprise, seemed interested in Bleach after having talked about it and wanted to watch an episode if I had one ready on my computer. Luckily I did so I happily started it to playing. She seemed pretty interested in it and even asked me how the situation resolved in the next episode because she was curious and she did not have time for another episode before she had to go back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the next episode and told her what happened.  After that, I continued on my own till  when I needed to vacuum. I got it done quickly but I was feeling incredibly sick the whole time. For supper my mom and I went to Sonic and I got a breakfast burrito and we shared a large cheese tater-tots. It helped my sick feeling a little but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At group I was pretty bored and really regretted going. I didn't feel well and after eating pizza there I also felt over stuffed so I felt even worse. Plus, I was feeling so cold I had to get my mom's coat from the van. It's not often at all that I'm cold and she's not. At the end of group I had a little fun as while my mom chatted with Stephanie I played with Stephanie's son, James. He seemed to really like it and I was happy because it was the first time he had ever spoken to me or even payed me much attention. I ended up glad I had come because as it turned out, as we were leaving, I had gone down the steps and James was right behind me. I was watching him and noticed he was about to jump down to the next step. This didn't work out so well for him and he tumbled forward. I lunged forward to catch him but the way he landed I was certain I had failed to catch him. To my relief I had caught him well enough that he came out of it without a scratch and he didn't cry one bit so I knew he wasn't hurt. He did seem shocked though. When my mom asked him if it was fun, he said yes but me, Stephanie and my mom thought otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted with Stephanie awhile longer then headed on home. I was so tired when I got home. I only chatted with my mom for a little while before I had to relinquish my desire to stay up and play the Wii. I said goodnight and headed to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight all. Hopefully I will feel better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1827003165586306370?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1827003165586306370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_05.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1827003165586306370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1827003165586306370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp_05.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-812095210707813545</id><published>2010-02-04T21:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:12:51.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah</title><content type='html'>Today I again watched Bleach on Youtube until my sister got home. I worked very little on my picture but I have made enough progress that I hate the character's eyes a lot less. They're still not great. Soon after my sister got home we decided to suck it up and go play Tales of Symphonia despite knowing it was likely close to the end. The whole thing was torture really because it kept acting like it just might have something else for us to do then it would resolve whatever new issue they brought up. The game did this several times in this conversation so it kept toying with us, taunting us. Sadly, it very well was the end of the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd really. It was a lot shorter than the first and there were no optional side-dungeons aside from the lame, short, Katz quests. There really was alot more they could have added to the game just based on ideas that were discussed in the last moments of the game. Seems the producers were just too lazy to try to make this game as good as the first. I did enjoy it, the plot kept me in suspense and confusion the entire time we were playing it. I liked that a lot, but I do wish it had been longer. Either way, I will still very much enjoy it for a long time to come. I still have a run through with my mom and I can play through it by myself as well and can do that as many times as I wish as I had done with the first. I do hope my mom will play it with me someday. Perhaps once we are done with Nancy Drew she would like to play it. Up till now, I've completely forgotten about Spirit Tracks. I do wish to get to playing that some more, but I think I'd rather play Symphonia with my mom first. Of course, I would like to finish the current game we are working on first so we don't have too many games started at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the credits ended and we watched the final scene of the game, Leighanna and I looked for something else to do and thought about Mario Kart Wii that we still have of Eli's. We played that a good bit knowing we'd return his games on Saturday since we've had the games for a few weeks already. He said we could keep them as long as we needed to but that doesn't mean we can keep them too long. At least I don't like keeping someone's games too long despite how long they say I can play them before returning them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom wanted to watch the show Medium she had recorded on VHS so Leighanna and I got off the game so she could do so. I had given her permission to watch in my room, but my TV's VCR is lame and was mean to her so she couldn't watch back there. I honestly was pretty glad to get off the Wii to let my mom watch. I was enjoying Mario Kart but I was really kinda wanting to go back to my room and do some things on my own for awhile so it worked to both our benefit although I ended up coming back and watching the show with her as I enjoy it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad though. Ever since I got the Wii I've spent less and less time with my mom and I haven't been a very big help to her. I believe I am starting to border on being a burden to her. I also feel bad because I learned I had unintentionally hurt my mom's feelings by something I had said in some of my blog posts. Nothing I had posted did I ever mean to be any sort of an insult to her but I suppose it is obvious I did not choose the correct words to better express what I meant and for that I am sorry, even though she is no longer reading my blog posts. If she does read this one, I certainly hope I have not written anything in such a way that it could make her feel bad as I am not angry, irritated, or anything else of the sort with her and I do not want her to feel the way she did last night or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went to bed shortly after watching Medium. At least, that's what I remember. I watched Bleach some more then switched to playing Bleach: Shattered Blade while chatting with Tyler on the phone. All I accomplished was completing two or three characters on Arcade mode and also unlocked Gin Ichimaru as a playable character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-812095210707813545?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/812095210707813545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/812095210707813545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/812095210707813545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/temp.html' title='Wah'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6429247726351671330</id><published>2010-02-03T21:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:48:31.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay For Youtube</title><content type='html'>Heh. Despite this being one of my "long days" it seemed pretty short. That was likely due to the fact I decided to start watching Bleach again on Youtube. I remembered I had stopped around episode 95 when I was unable to find the next ones dubbed in English but instead of trying to find those episodes, I decided to skip them to episode 100 and luckily this is where I started finding them in English again so lucky for me, I get to continue watching while missing only a few episodes that I didn't care too much about as they were part of the bount arc which was boring me to tears anyway. I was also fortunate in the fact the bount arc had few episodes more before moving on to the Arrancar arc which is what I was REALLY wanting to see. Honestly, I just wanted anything but the bount arc but the Arrancar arc sure makes me happy. I've been relatively obsessed with the Arrancar ever since unlocking an Arrancar named Arturo Plateado on my Bleach: Shattered Blade game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I was watching Bleach on Youtube I made only very small progress on my character I'm been drawing but I am getting there. Really I don't have much but the little details left and then anything big I end up deciding I dislike and need to change. I did also play my Bleach game on my Wii a few times randomly between some episodes just cause watching made me want to play, but then playing the game made me want to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8 I started working on supper, I made Shrimp Scampi again. I've done this recipe so many times now I don't even need my cookbook anymore as I have memorized the recipe. Although it's really not all that long or hard to do. After, I sat around in my mom's room and chatted with her. I even showed her the pic I've been working on. Unfortunately I cannot even remember if she told me what she thought about it. No big deal though I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not much but that's all I really have to say. Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6429247726351671330?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6429247726351671330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/yay-for-youtube.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6429247726351671330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6429247726351671330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/yay-for-youtube.html' title='Yay For Youtube'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8280358501618486291</id><published>2010-02-02T20:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:04:18.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodles</title><content type='html'>Today, as soon as I woke up I was almost immediately set on working on a character I came up with yesterday. The character is for an anime show called "Bleach". I didn't bother at all with the Wii during the time before my sister got home as I wanted as much time possible to work on this pic which is only a headshot of the character. I've gotten significant progress my only real issue is her eyes and indecisiveness on the hair. As soon as I get this headshot done I plan to draw a full body pic of her and eventually piece together a reference sheet. I'm really happy with how it's coming along, especially considering how I usually don't do so well drawing human-like beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I didn't start up the Wii a little before my sister got home as I tend to do sometimes. Reason for this is that she came home and told me she had some things to do before going to spend some time with her friend. This actually made me pretty happy as it meant I had more time to work on my picture. Or so I thought. My mom came home shortly after she left so I ran out to help her, upon doing so I realized she brought home pizza for supper. I never suspected it for a moment, so it was a really nice surprise. Right after eating, my mom mentioned playing the video game with me since my sister was going to be with her friend till later. I had no complaints with that as I can work on my drawing all day tomorrow, whereas, I can only play with my mom on occasion when she feels up to it or has time. I kept wanting to show her the drawing I was working on but for some reason I felt like I shouldn't so I never asked if she cared to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played for only a short while as my mom wanted to be off before my sister got home although she really didn't have to. She's gotten barely any time on the Wii, not to mention my sis didn't even want to play because of how late she came home. But it's okay. Because she didn't want to play, my sis and I ended up watching America's Funniest Videos. After I returned to my room to work on m pic some more. I can't even leave it alone long enough to finish my post. Every time I turn around I find myself working on it again and my post still unfinished. Think I'll be heading to bed soon so I will work on it more tomorrow. I'll have lots of time to work on it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8280358501618486291?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8280358501618486291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/doodles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8280358501618486291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8280358501618486291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/doodles.html' title='Doodles'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2953886434122896768</id><published>2010-02-01T20:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:11:44.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Things Never Go As Planned</title><content type='html'>Well as I mentioned yesterday, I really did not end up playing the Wii or fall asleep watching a movie. I never figured I would really but I thought about it. By the time I got to that point I was too tired to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today instead of carting my Wii to the living room I hooked it up in my room to play. Of course I did this after doing a few things on my comp but yeah. I got it hooked up and played Naruto first. I started to play the survival mode with Kabuto but I noticed something different from usual. The color was A LOT more vivid and rich. I noted several things I thought were pink were actually red and some things I saw as blue were a bluish-purple. I realized the color on the TV in the living room must have been altered and I came to the conclusion it was because of Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess as that game is always too dark to see on normal settings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very uncomfortable playing Naruto while sitting down but considering the height level of the TV I had little choice without relocating it which I had no intention of doing. I continued on like this, getting myself a 55 win streak with Kabuto on Survival mode. Not much of a hurray considering his ability but fun nonetheless. I was bored of that halfway through so when I finally got killed I was pretty relieved and switched to Bleach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game I was able to play laying down, which made me happy as I wasn't feeling too great at the time and laying on my stomach made me feel better. During this time my mom kept texting me and even called me once. The  really odd thing is she somehow manages to text or call right when I  start playing, or during a time I cannot pause such as during story line  I'm trying to listen to. She's not doing it on purpose as she wasn't  even home. I just find it odd. The first time today was during the  ending of Kenpachi's episode in which she called me so I had to answer but I tried to make sure to listen to her as well as pay attention to the game since it wasn't waiting for me. The other times she texted me, but the odd thing about that was I had stopped playing Bleach for about an hour and she did not text me at all during that time, but as soon as I started playing again she texted me. Today is not the only day this has happened either. It happens pretty consistently. I wonder how that ends up happening. Mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only played on Episode mode and completed Kenpachi's chapter which unlocked Yoruichi's chapter. I decided to go ahead and get hers done. I would have stopped after her except completing her chapter unlocked Artuo Plateado's chapter. I was WAY to excited about that to turn off the game without playing him. I've developed major fan-ship of him recently so this just made me VERY happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finished that I turned it off and rested on my bed awhile. It was then a custom Bleach character kinda floated into my mind so after thinking about it awhile, I got up and started to draw her. I did this mostly to get a rough sketch out before my sister got home so I would not forget the important details while we played the game. My sis chatted with me a bit while I finished up on my sketch and we quickly set up the Wii in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my sister, whom knows nothing of Bleach aside from a few things, about Arturo Plateado and how funny this one thing he says after one of his attacks is. She found it hilarious so I showed her on the game though she seemed less than entertained by it at that point. Ah well, that's fine. We didn't play much Symphonia after that. We only played on the Katz quests and I kept having to get up to do something or help my mom with supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fried catfish nuggets for supper in the deep fryer. It was REALLY good. We had leftovers so I will be having that again for lunch tomorrow. Right after supper we sat down to play again but realized House would be on so we went off to watch that then returned only to play a few more quests before quitting for the night. I really didn't mind stopping 30min early as I was kinda eager to work on my Arrancar character I had been working on earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very glad tonight that I do not feel too tired to be writing this. I enjoy writing in my blog but I dislike doing so when I feel so tired and just want to go to sleep. Well that's all I know. Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2953886434122896768?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2953886434122896768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-things-never-go-as-planned.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2953886434122896768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2953886434122896768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/02/some-things-never-go-as-planned.html' title='Some Things Never Go As Planned'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3253425562039954767</id><published>2010-01-31T20:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:59:18.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG already?</title><content type='html'>When I woke this morning I started off by checking my online things. I knew my sister would want to play the game as soon as she knew I was up so I tried to stay quiet so that I could get my things done without any pressure to hurry. My sister was straightening her hair when I got up so this was also to while away some time while I waited for her to be done. Of course, she found out I was away when I started sneezing. Luckily I was nearly done and was just needing to make my blog post for yesterday as I was too tired to do it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to get the post done quickly but we kept talking so I kept getting distracted. I did keep it short but my sister thought it was long. I felt the need to show her one of my longer posts so I could prove I thought the one I was writing was short. We soon set up the Wii and got started playing Symphonia yet again. I just can't believe though that come this evening, we are almost done with the game. We are to the fight with level 80 Ricther and we cannot see how there could possibly be anything further to the game. Our characters are only level 60 but I really believe it's finally the end. It's just unreal, especially since we have only been playing this game about a week, possibly two. The first Tales of Symphonia took me almost a month to beat the first time and that was with me rushing through due to wanting to see the story. Nowadays however, playing the first Symphonia through seems to take much less time. Not sure why. Oh well, with this second Symphonia, I think I will still enjoy it many times over just as I did the first one. I cease to find the first one fun and I therefore have restarted it multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beleive the second Symphonia took less time due to it's lack of side-quests compared to the first. So far as I know, there are only those Katz quests you can do. Though when I play alone I will do those, and spend a lot more time messing with the monsters. I never really stopped to tinker around with things as I didn't want to make my sister bored with my experiments so at least I know I can go through the game once more and really play with that, getting more entertainment. I will also have more fun when my mom and I play this game because she knows little of the plot so it will be fun to see her reactions and possibly laugh at different things than my sister and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We failed the "final" battle. (I put that in quotation marks as I am uncertain it is truly the last though I have a bad feeling it will be.) As I mentioned, Ricther was level 80 and we stood our own pretty well at first but he ended up mauling us something bad in the end. We decided we would just have to do a lot of training and some Katz quests in the mean-time. It was too late at night to start that when we lost so we just shut off the Wii and packed it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the day as my sis and I played, my mom frequently would come back and forth and chat with us. Admittedly this became somewhat annoying but mostly because it would happen during skits which will not wait for you nor can you pause and I would want to hear what my mom had to say but I didn't want to miss the skit either. I cannot blame my mom for chatting with us often. I really think she enjoys being able to do that since she was in the kitchen area most of today and we were in the living room instead of hiding away in our own bedrooms. I need to find more time to sit and chat with my mom in her room however. I think she gets really sad and lonely when my sis and I sit in the living room all day and play games. I feel bad about it, although despite this, I never do anything about it. I'm such a loser sometimes I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my sis had to go to bed I made sure to go to my mom's room to chat with her a bit. I felt I owed her that much. Don't get me wrong, I didn't just do it because I felt I "owed" it to her but I did truly want to be there. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered. I enjoyed talking to her and I even got to enjoy the company of my cat, Izzy. He's such a wonderful little ball of fur and lately I really miss him since he spends a lot of time outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've missed some things I wanted to add here but I can not for the life of me remember what it was I wanted to add. Ah well. This will have to suffice. I think I may actually try playing my Wii in my room tonight. Heh, likely I'll say that then not do it like I did last time. Hopefully I'll either do that, or I will try to fall asleep to a movie. Well, cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3253425562039954767?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3253425562039954767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/temp_31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3253425562039954767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3253425562039954767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/temp_31.html' title='OMG already?'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1333459637422577253</id><published>2010-01-30T22:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T10:21:44.862-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustrated</title><content type='html'>Today I woke pretty early. Around 8. My sister was already eager to play Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of The New World. I don't blame her, the plot has me hooked too. I'll likely have to play through it again by myself to really get even more enjoyment out of the game as we're pushing through it pretty quickly, as is normal for your first time through a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can not remember much about what I did today really. About mid-day we stopped playing Symphonia and my mom and I played Nancy Drew: White Wolf of Icicle Creek. It was pretty fun at first and we all laughed together but it quickly became frustrating though by this point my mom wanted to get a bath and I certainly didn't want to go on without her so Leighanna and I resumed playing Symphonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was sort of a disaster. We were going to cook some catfish nuggets but found out they weren't breaded and needed to be thawed before cooking, so we became frustrated with that and put it into the refrigerator to thaw. We pulled out a Bertolli Shrimp Scampi dinner from the freezer and decided to cook that although my mom worried if it would be good since it was so icy. When we got it cooking it smelled pretty good although when we ate it my mom disliked the texture of the shrimp and I was not impressed with the flavor. I added some lemon juice to mine which made it tons better but it was far from exquisite. My mom and I have agreed we will never buy that ever. This one we had been given by a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leighanna and I returned to playing Symphonia again and played it until nearly 2 in the morning. I felt bad though cause when I checked my phone, Tyler had called me 20 times and left a text and voicemails expressing how worried he was. I don't blame him. I usually talk to him sooner but my sis and I just got too into the game. I managed to get a hold of him and everything is fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm finally heading to bed. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: This post was completely and totally written the next morning but I wanted to write it in the sense that I was writing it the day that it happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1333459637422577253?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1333459637422577253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/temp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1333459637422577253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1333459637422577253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/temp.html' title='Frustrated'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4110473536654876253</id><published>2010-01-29T20:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:51:05.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>As wonderful and fun as a snow day sounds, this one was far from it. This morning started just fine till my mom and I were headed out the door to head for work. We decided to leave our dogs inside the house since it was wet and snowy out, not to mention REALLY cold. Well, unfortunately, two of our dogs bolted through the front door while the third I managed to keep from getting out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chasing the two that got out was far from fun. It was bitter cold and I kept getting snow inside my shoes. I finally caught our Shi Tzu, Li when he decided to stop and bark at our next-door neighbor's much larger dog. Blanco, the other dog that got loose was MUCH harder to catch. Several times my mom would say she was going to give up on chasing him and trying to get him home. I worried about if she really would a few times but I should know better by now to know she would likely never do that. We both became very frustrated by chasing him. He would often come very close to us, just out of our reach then bolt before e could grab him. We finally caught him after 45 min of chasing when we got in the van and drove slowly down our street with the side door open. We stopped near him and he jumped right in where I grabbed him then my mom got the door shut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got him fully secured in the house again we finally headed on to work. Now of course, I don't actually work there, I just say "we got to work" because I go with my mom to her work on Fridays. From the time we got there till lunch was pretty generic although I took a nap just before 12. My mom had come into the room to check on me and was afraid of me going to sleep as it was so close to 12 but it was only 1 at the time and I told her I usually do not sleep more than an hour when I nap, which is true as odd as it is. It is rare for me to sleep longer than nearly exactly one hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate my lunch I packed with me, some leftover salmon and some sausage biscuits, then we headed to the bank for something. Not sure what. I went inside with my mom as I didn't want to stay inside the van while she ran her errand. My mom didn't even think until we were inside about the elevator. She asked me if I would be okay with it and I said yes despite my great fear and dislike of them. Of course, my mom had forgotten another detail. The elevator has a glass wall. At this point I knew I was in for it. I grabbed the wooden handrail on the glass wall and held on tight while looking away. I immediately felt ill as soon as it started moving, especially since I found myself unable to not glance out the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came to the second floor and I thought I might be okay, till I noticed that the pathway had glass paneling on the side with the dropoff. Even though I'm certain  I was secure, I felt far from it. It didn't help the tile had lines and a cracked pattern on it which gave the illusion it could crumble any second. We arrived at one office only to find it was not the one we needed so we had to go back to the elevator. On the way back I tried to use logic to curb my fear, telling myself that the surface Iwas walking on was indeed solid and that I would not fall, I also kept from looking to the side with the glass paneling. This actually worked on the trip to the elevator, although this was ineffective after the trip up another floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time I walked I was absolutely panicked though I kept walking but by the time I got to the room we needed to go to I was having a massive Vertigo problem and I felt dizzy and like I was tottering around like I could fall any second, I was even feeling very sick to my stomach now. I had to cling to a wall as I really felt I was going to fall even though I wasn't. I was perfectly fine once I got into the office area. The lady we talked to was very nice and expressed she had the same problem as I did and seemed relieved she was not the only one. Of course, I kinda felt the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were done we headed back, this time I avoided looking to the side again and stared solely at the solid wall next to me and once I was in the elevator my mom told me not to look through the glass and seemed confused when I moved towards it but I told her I needed to hold onto the rail. Once I had she stood next to me so I was unable to see out. This helped incredibly and I thanked her for it as I was very appreciative of her doing that for me. She apologized for having put my through that and promised we would not do that again. From now on, I will wait in the van. I told her I think I would rather repeat our morning than go through what I just had again. Even now I still debate which incident was worse to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to the office and I played on my comp awhile and dozed off on the pillow I had laying on the desk. I video-chatted a bit with my boyfriend, Tyler. He wanted to show me this robot he was working on at school. Some of his friends even waved hello to me or said some things which were mostly incoherent over the computer. IT wasn't long before I had to stop to clean, although he had to go at that time anyway. We got done cleaning pretty quickly then headed over to Delyana's(SP?) house to eat as she had invited us over. She made roasted chicken and it was so amazingly good. After I finished I debated a long time whether I should ask for some more but I never did. I only finally mentioned it when I was asked if I had wanted more. I was not very strong in my answer as I did want some but I did not want to be rude. After awhile of me being a weirdo with my responses about it I did get permission to have some more but my conscience would have nothing of it so I just stood around and waited for us to head on to group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad I did not get more chicken earlier as there was some pizza which I ate without ranch dressing much to my mom's shock and my great entertainment in her reaction. Group was very long for me tonight. We had a couple new members so we all had to introduce ourselves briefly. I hate doing this. I don't really know why, I guess it's mostly I do not like an entire group of people to suddenly have all their attention on me. It makes me uncomfortable. I didn't speak tonight really. I laughed when someone said something funny but otherwise I was quiet, often drifting into contemplating various things though I was primarily distracted by Stephanie's son, James. He's just so cute it's hard not to pay him attention. We started off with a lesson for the smaller portion of group but the larger portion was spent listening to one of our new members, Christy. She seemed very nice although obviously troubled. I will not get into the details here even though it is my blog. There's just some things that even I would not post in my own personal journal, even if no one else would read it but me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never realized till today that group is actually 2 hours long. How I didn't know that till today is beyond me but I guess it is usually so interesting that it feels more like just one hour. When we got home getting in the house was a pain. My sis went to bed and left the dogs inside which caused us much distress trying to get in the door without letting them out as we really didn't want a repeat of this morning, especially when it was too dark to see and just a cold. At first we didn't even know my sis was in till my mom finally got in and got the dogs at bay to let me in. This was when we learned she had gone to bed already. I really wish Leighanna had thought to be considerate and let the dogs out back before we got home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to my room and tried turning on my light, being immediately reminded of my light having gone out that morning. I went to get a screwdriver and tried to replace the bulb, but I had to get the globe off and even with a step-ladder-stool thingy,  I was still too short to do it so my mom had to help me. It took awhile as my mom got a call midway but it was okay as I was not in a huge rush. Besides, I was grateful my mom was willing to help me with that tonight as it was as she could have easily decided to wait till tomorrow to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in my mom's room and visited with her awhile before deciding  Iwas really tired and wanted to go work on this post and finish other things on my computer, and now that I am nearly done with this post I am going to be heading to bed very soon now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4110473536654876253?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4110473536654876253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4110473536654876253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4110473536654876253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2979019239436053635</id><published>2010-01-28T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T21:25:56.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>Okay it's official. I've completely run dry of witty titles to give my posts. I had done so half-decently when I started. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, as the title suggests, was pouring rain. I woke to an odd banging noise. I couldn't tell what it could be. My only guess was it was my mom doing something with feeding the animals as the dogs were all barking. I didn't notice the time so I didn't know that it wasn't the case. The banging kept going for awhile so I decided to get up and figure out what was going on. When I entered the living room I realized the banging was coming from the door. At this point I began to panic, I thought someone was trying to break in. Never id I think that if someone was trying to do so would they try to be quiet in doing so. In my panic I ran back to my room and grabbed my phone. It did occur to me for only a second it might be my mom trying to get back in, but I kept thinking of things such as her having keys and also she would call me if she was stuck outside. I hid behind my desk and called my mom. No answer. Shortly after I heard my mom screaming my name. This is when I felt incredibly foolish. It was my mom at the door and instead of having been helping her, I had left her outside in the cold and wet. There is a roof over the porch, but still, it doesn't mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so bad and I immediately opened the door for my mom. She was very angry with me for my stupidity. she had every right to be. She explained to me all the very good points about people breaking in would be quiet and that she had forgotten her phone inside, also that the keys she had didn't work as she had expected. I apologized several times but I think she was still mad at me for what I did. If I had at least been brave enough to look out the window next to the door to see who was outside or look out the kitchen window to see the van outside, I would have known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she left again, I tried to go back to bed. It wasn't 5 minutes later my mom called me. For a moment I thought she needed back in so I jumped up but as soon as she started talking then I knew that wasn't the case. We talked for awhile and she seemed to no longer be mad at me but I still wonder if she is still, at the very least, a little angry for this morning. I know I probably would be if I was her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me another 40 min or so to finally fall back asleep. My mom had grown worried as I had responded to a text just before then so she had assumed I was awake but I texted her back again to let her know I had gone back to sleep. After all that I wasn't up to much today. Really I just worked on my room just slightly. I put up a poster and my states quarters map and played on facebook a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual I played the Wii before my sis got home. Played Naruto. All I did was try to get Hokage rank on several missions and played single player time and score attack a couple times. That was alot of fun as usual. Leighanna joined me for a little while before we decided to move on to ToS. Midway we stopped to eat supper then watched Ghost Whisperer while my sis straightened her hair. We stopped a little after our usual stop time as we had gotten to a place in the game my sister was anxious to get to as it concerned a character she is very fond of but we unfortunately had to save and stop soon after so we could both get to bed soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to cuddle with my kitty Izzy for a little while my sis and I played. It was really nice as I hardly ever see him anymore. He kept annoying my mom so I kept having to go get him. I really didn't want to throw him out in the rain if it could be helped. I wish he would come inside a little more often though, I don't often get to spend time with him anymore. Though that is really no one's fault at all and likely more so mine than anyone else's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, obviously, I am just sitting here finishing this post up before heading off myself. Which, since I have nothing else to post here as I just noticed, I am going to be going now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2979019239436053635?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2979019239436053635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2979019239436053635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2979019239436053635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-5587864856255193512</id><published>2010-01-27T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:15:38.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling A Bit Off</title><content type='html'>Okay so maybe it's more like a lot off and the way today started would really not lead you to believe it. Today was normal aside from me not playing my Wii. That's right. I DIDN'T play my Wii. I took a break today. I figured since it's Wednesday, that meaning my mom and sis would be home late, then it would be a good idea to get some things done around my room such as finishing tidying it up from my move. I probably would have finished today except later in the day I began to feel a bit sick to my stomach so I rested a bit on my bed. Didn't help though and I don't remember when I got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so mad at myself today. I went to put my dragon poster back on my wall and to do so I decided to stand on my art trunk. Normally, this is fine. The trunk is plenty strong enough for me to stand on. That wasn't the problem. The problem was me not realizing the objects around it when I moved it into position and I ended up mangling the corner of a poster of forest scenery that I loved. I know I only paid a dollar for it but it made me angry. After that my dragon poster tore near the bottom just a little and after that the trunk pressed against, and cracked the glass on my cheetah poster. Uggh.. It just makes me sick. I keep breaking things today, mostly my own things. By accident, all of them I assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 6 my mom called me. She hasn't been feeling good today, I feel bad for her. I hope she feels better soon. I can not recall much of what she called to tell me, but I do remember her telling me that, Stephanie, one of my friends, said she misses me and can not wait till Friday when I go to our Friday meeting thing. I didn't go last week as I was too sick with allergies to do anything. Oddly enough, my mom also said she too thinks I'm a genius. Of course, I take that with a grain of salt really because the two people who say I'm a genius are her and her mother, not to mention their friends of mine, so it really doesn't count when people who like you say something like that. Friend's are almost always willing to compliment their friends, regardless of where the truth lies. New don't get me wrong, I think it is very nice that they think that, I just do not believe it to be true. My mom thinks it is, but she's my mom, of course she's going to think I'm smart. I know otherwise. I'm not completely ignorant but I'm far from a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, for some reason when someone calls me a genius, I hardly take it as a compliment. I don't take it as an insult either but rather, I generally ignore it then become depressed by it as I know it's not true though I sure wish it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to cook supper tonight. Really I shouldn't say "had to" I love to cook and really don't mind it one bit. Especially when it is a big help to my mom. Instead of cooking Shrimp Scampi as had been our usual meal for Wednesday night, I cooked some Salmon fillets. I used alot of the same ingredients as in the shrimp dish as that's pretty much all I had to use aside from dry spices. I did use some curry but not much. I felt fine cooking until my ingredients burned in the pan before I got the fish in. It's really odd too. Those ingredients never burn on me when doing the Shrimp Scampi, and it was on really low heat. I restarted after scraping the burnt bits into the trash but I felt really off after this. Everything I did that I knew would be fine to do for the dish just made me felt like I was being unintelligent. Perhaps part of that feeling is from earlier when I had tried to open the oven and the freaking handle broke off... After that I felt very freaked out. I thought my mom would be mad at me for it but she wasn't. I know it wasn't "my fault" but it still happened when I opened the oven. But I guess it could have happened to any of us, it just figures these things happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, perhaps tomorrow will bring a brighter day. I think I'll hook up my Wii in my room and play it a little before bed then see about falling asleep to watching a movie. I've always wanted to do that for such a long time and never have.  Not really sure why. Guess it's from the few friends I have had throughout my life saying something about doing so and it sounded like fun but I've really not had the set-up to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a year or two I've had a TV in my room, but of course it was always in an inconvenient place in relation to my bed so I couldn't really watch it from my bed, and before that the only televisions were in my parents room, my sister's room, or the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should go now. Before something else goes wrong by my own fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-5587864856255193512?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5587864856255193512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-bit-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5587864856255193512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5587864856255193512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/feeling-bit-off.html' title='Feeling A Bit Off'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4254104067889573335</id><published>2010-01-26T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:08:55.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is My Blog</title><content type='html'>Okay. Recently I have fought with myself on what I should include in my blog. I don't really know why I am having such strife about it. This is my blog and I really do not need to be worrying myself with what details might be uninteresting to others. I have decided I will just type what I want in here, every detail I'd like to remember for whatever reason. If others find it uninteresting, then they need not read this, if they do find it interesting, then cool.  As of late I have failed in writing my long posts from before because I was too worried of these things, but not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start things off, my day started normally. I woke up and instead of playing my Wii as soon as I got up, I relaxed and played on my computer and dug out some of my Pokemon toys that I own so I will know where they are the next time I am to visit my friend Sarah. She may be energetic and annoying because of this very often but she is still very fun to be around. I had some issues with my allergies again this morning but I took some medicine and ate breakfast and they cleared up before I was finished. Not sure if the cure is the pill working so quickly, or just eating breakfast, maybe both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I did play the Wii, I played Naruto first, as always. It's crazy how addicting that game is. I didn't do much at first really, I just played around on various elements of the game. I was playing on the two-man squad missions for Orochimaru and partnered him with Kabuto. Now this started just a normally as any other mission of this type, but randomly, when I used my jutsu button, they did a weird combo attack. And it wasn't the default combo attack between most characters, they actually had a special one different from anything else. It was so odd. I was so shocked I just kinda stared at the TV likely with a weird expression on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was this moment that I decided to try the same thing again, to see how it had happened. Several times after it didn't work and my characters would just use their normal jutsu attacks. It was shortly after I realized Orochimaru is the one to initiate the special attack, or so I thought. I kept trying for a long time after, even tried other character combos to no avail. When my sister got home, it took some time, but I managed to show her what I found. She later realized in order to do the combo attack, you had to press forward and the jutsu button at the same time. Then if you had a pair of characters that have a special attack together they would perform it, otherwise, they used a default attack. It wad pretty cool. After we figured out how to do it, we spent some time finding as many combos as we could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom didn't feel good today so I cooked some Stroganoff for supper. Leighanna and I played Naruto until we finished eating and as soon as we were done, we went on to Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of The New World. As always, we had a lot of fun. We laugh at Tenebrae, the Centurion  of Darkness a lot but there are plenty of other things we find funny as well such as character quips at the end of battle. Tonight we got annoyed because we had to have a character we dislike join our team. We've never been a fan of Regal. He annoys us to no end. Unfortunately despite this, we had to put him in our fighting team in order to beat this one battle as we failed to do it with Emil, Marta and my two monster friends. Uggh.. Light-frogs, or Nesdrovie as Tenebrae insists on it being called, are REALLY tough to beat. I'm glad that fight is over although I'm sure it won't be the last tough one we come across. No, that would be too easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got done with that only about 3o min ago then I came in here to check posts and write my post. That's all I know for now. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4254104067889573335?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4254104067889573335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-my-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4254104067889573335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4254104067889573335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-is-my-blog.html' title='This Is My Blog'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1090942828815536827</id><published>2010-01-25T20:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T21:26:09.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foosh</title><content type='html'>Today has been pretty good. I had to think about what I was doing while getting breakfast today. My mom switched the food into the pantry and then put the pans into the cabinet where the food was so we would have more room for food. It's pretty confusing right now but I'm sure I'll get the hang of it. Kinda nice though. This year is start for a lot of new changes in my daily routine. New room automatically makes my natural paths in the house completely different and now we have a new place to store food so it's almost like being in a new house, although not quite. Although I usually dislike change, and it takes me awhile to get used to a sudden new change, I really like these changes now that I have gotten used to it and gotten past the initial shock of it all. Although this happened a few weeks prior to this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again today I played the Wii.So much fun really. Though I got very irritable with the Naruto game. I was trying to get the last two characters unlocked that my sis and I worked on the day before. It was REALLY hard. You would not have wanted to be around me during that time although I mellowed out by the time my sis got home. It was likely due to her being there that I didn't let my anger get out. I didn't want to look like a fool. With no one around, it doesn't matter though. I managed to get one character unlocked before my sis got home and thought I got the other shortly after but it turned out I didn't have enough completion to unlock it. I worked on several different things trying to get it to unlock, getting both tired and frustrated in the process. I was very happy when I finally unlocked it. My sister was happy too.  It was such a relief to finally have all the characters unlocked. I was pretty tired from playing all day working so hard on those characters that my sis and I only played a few team battles before switching to Tales of Symphonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our play of Symphonia was average really. Nothing much to talk about it as there isn't much that can variate between different players except for how they react to different scenes which there are far too many discussions that my sister and I have over various things to even begin to start to describe here. I don't care to do that, and I'm sure no one else cares to read it either. Honestly, I doubt anyone cares to read what I'm typing now. I often find typing a blog post every night is rather pointless as I don't think I do much that many would care about. Ah well. I guess this is more of a journal than a blog although even in a journal or diary I would never put the details of such conversations. Just too long.. Actually.. I'll probably look back on this paragraph later and wonder what the heck I was thinking typing it... Uggh... Whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight my mom threw some things together for supper. She cooked some chicken and put it in chicken flavored rice. At first I didn't think it could be all that interesting, chicken on chicken flavored rice, but to my surprise it was really good. My mom thought the rice was al dente but I don't think it was really. Of course, I like al dente rice so I guess I just didn't notice but if it was it was on the softer side and I like both ways so I loved it all the same. My sis and I had to break from the game to watch House. I almost always forget when it's on. Even if it airs every week. The hour went by slow. Not sure if it was the suspense from the show, or waiting to get back to the game. I didn't think much of the game though during the show, I was enjoying watching too much for that. We returned to playing the game for a couple hours after that then I headed in here to work on my post then finish up on my comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll likely be heading to bed soon. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1090942828815536827?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1090942828815536827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/foosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1090942828815536827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1090942828815536827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/foosh.html' title='Foosh'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-7383406415451745713</id><published>2010-01-24T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:10:41.457-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This I Getting Frustrating</title><content type='html'>Well.. Again I have little to say here.. I guess something I can say is how sad I feel that in Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World, that most of the recurring characters from the first ToS game have different voice actors than before. It's super frustrating. Only a few keep their original voices and while some sound similar enough that it's livable, the others are just purely mutilated. I think I may cry, it's pretty depressing. In addition, a character named Richter that I had grown to like currently seems to be a bad guy. I hate this, he's my favorite new character thus far and I really expected him to be good. But no, he's just another Kratos. Wah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to those of you whom may know little to nothing of what I am ranting about. I kept it short for your convenience. There was no need for me to go into full-assault detail to those who may not know. And those of you who may know, well, no need to go into full details as you already know. Oh well. I'll deal. The story and gameplay is still great although the map system being so dull makes me depressed as well. I hate that I cannot free-roam between towns and fight monsters along the way. At least the towns and dungeons work the same. Anywho, I'll stop this rant here and say goodnight as there is little else to speak of from my day today that would be of much, if any interest to readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I may have stated in a previous post, my allergies and sore throat are completely gone. I still have an annoying cough occasionally. The sore place on my tongue from yesterday is still bothering me. Seems I can't be left alone by one affliction without getting another. Ah well, at least this one is tolerable if I don't talk. Which is VERY hard not to talk when I'm playing ToS:DotNW. The story of the game is just too funny and my sister and I are having such fun with it. I cannot wait to get to start my file with my mom. I know we'll enjoy it together too. My mom was supposed to play Nancy Drew with me today but when she got back home from getting her mom home she was too tired to do so. I understood and I am not mad at her. I know she will play with me as soon as time permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy.. I really wish I could actually post like I used to. I guess my lack of substance in my posts is a fair sign my life is finally getting into order. Although it's sad because it's also a sign I'm not doing near enough fun things in my day. Or I'm getting too self conscious about what details I should bother myself with writing or I'm too lazy... Eh. I'm getting boring... That's the main thing I think... So sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-7383406415451745713?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/7383406415451745713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-i-getting-frustrating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7383406415451745713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7383406415451745713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-i-getting-frustrating.html' title='This I Getting Frustrating'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-1559328802180841090</id><published>2010-01-23T23:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T23:07:05.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Lazy To Think Of Something To Put Here</title><content type='html'>Really haven't done much of interest today. My allergies have completely cleared up though, of course, after that happens I'm afflicted with something else. More minor than allergies but it's still annoying. I'll hope it goes away tomorrow and does not bring another thing to replace it. Played more Naurto then by evening I started Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World with my sister. It's pretty great. Classic Tales of Symphonia-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom went to pick up my nana this morning. They wanted to spend some time together this weekend and she is spending the night. She had brought her comp over as it was doing odd things. I was supposed to fix it but luckily it ran fine upon hooking it up so I didn't have to bother with it. I'm kinda glad though.. I'm currently a bit tired of working on computers, seeing how much of a pain my sister's comp was to deal with and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... There.. Really isn't much to put here.. I have broke my record for the shortest blog post ever. Bleh whatever. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-1559328802180841090?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/1559328802180841090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-lazy-to-think-of-something-to-put.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1559328802180841090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/1559328802180841090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-lazy-to-think-of-something-to-put.html' title='Too Lazy To Think Of Something To Put Here'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-7973007977014163292</id><published>2010-01-22T22:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:04:31.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies Are Bleh</title><content type='html'>Today has really rather sucked aside from playing Wii. Wii is almost always my day's highlight. I was sick half the morning with allergies and I didn't even play the Wii till my sister got home from school. Eli brought the games he is letting us borrow so we played two of the games before the Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution 2. The other two we got bored of quick enough and we knew it. We've played Naruto ever since. We're completely addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My allergies have bothered me all day. The wet washcloth I have is providing minor relief. Earlier a package addressed to my mom came in the mail. My sister came in so excited assuming it was a CD she had ordered on the 9th. She opened it and it was actually Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World. I was happy the game came in but I felt so bad for my sister. She was so disappointed. We havent even played it yet. We're too preoccupied with Naurto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my dad called me asking how I was feeling. I really liked this as he usually just calls for dumb things like Farmville.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, that's about it for my day. Really boring actually. I'm going back to my gaming. Night all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-7973007977014163292?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/7973007977014163292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/allergies-are-bleh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7973007977014163292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/7973007977014163292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/allergies-are-bleh.html' title='Allergies Are Bleh'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4992970311562895602</id><published>2010-01-21T19:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T20:38:03.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Thing To Another</title><content type='html'>Today was pretty fun. I went over to visit my friend Sarah. We did nothing but do various Pokemon things all day. First we finished a poke battle we started the other night then went to a random pokemon "role play" with the figurines. I felt a bit silly and akward at first but it was still fun. I'm just not used to getting to do these sort of things. We actually played with the figurines for 2 hours shockingly enough but we grew bored of that soon after. She had some Pokemon movie, Rise of Darkrai so we went to the living room to watch that. It was a pretty good movie actually. Sarah insisted on watching it a second time right after though we only watch 3/4ths of it because her mom came home and wanted to watch something, which was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went back to her room and just chatted randomly until she decided to call this number that she heard in a song she liked. She was surprised when someone answered. The guy said something to the effect of "Wuzzup?" I cant remember for sure now. When Sarah didn't respond he was like "Hello?.... Hello?" then she hung up. I just laughed at her. That wasn't nice I'm sure, but she found it funny too. She then decided to call me just to hear the ringtone I had set her to prior to watching the movie. This was so funny as she had it on speaker phone and knew I didn't answer but she heard my voice mail start up and I say something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry, I can't come to the phone right now. I'm hiding from the men in white coats. We've been playing hide and seek for weeks and they still havent found me. Hehehehe. Leave a message?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This freaked her out because she thought somehow someone else had answered the phone. She was like "What the heck?" And I was just laughing and trying to tell her it was my voicemail in the midst of all my laughter. After that chaos settled down she called me again so she could hear it again, this time, she found it funny and called me a third time to hear it once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grew bored once more around 3-ish and Sarah wanted to go to the park for awhile. Sounded good to me so I agreed. We swang for awhile and just talked about Pokemon and Digimon. We walked around to and played on a different part of the playground then she wanted to play "Pokemon Ranger". It was actually kind fun. Luckily I'm still about 8 in my mind sometimes. Hardesr part of this was deciding my partner Pokemon for the game. Once I did we had alot of fun though it would have been more fun had I not been trying to keep my sandals on the whole time we were running. Next time I go over to play, I'm wearing my t-shoes so I don't have this problem. We went back to her house, arriving there 30min till 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah and I did little until my mom came to pick me up. I was kinda glad yet kinda sad when I had to go. I was having fun but I was getting tired. Next time I will be sure to also bring much more Pokemon things I have. Including my Pokemon drawings which Sarah really wanted to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A short while after getting home Leighanna and I played my Naruto game. We wanted to play 2-player survival. We didn't do horrible but not good either. I played my best character at first then I played around with different ones before returning to my best again. We didn't play long before she needed to go to bed. Besides, my allergies were bothering me anyway so it was hindering my play and it wasn't worth trying to play by myself with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All today I had little problem with my throat and cough though I coughed a few times. As of now, I have no throat pain or cough, unfortunately that problem has now been replaced with nasal congestion and my eyes constantly feel tired and my nose is constantly itching like with allergies which I'm sure is what it is. Uggh.. I don't wanna get up in the morning. Really, I think a nice warm bath ought to help a lot though I know I will not be able to get one tomorrow as tomorrow is group night and I will be going in with my mom early then coming home late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all the interesting things... I think.. I'm too tired to review and add anything I missed. not that anyone will really care too much.. I don't feel good.. I need to go to bed now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4992970311562895602?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4992970311562895602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-thing-to-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4992970311562895602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4992970311562895602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-thing-to-another.html' title='One Thing To Another'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2521055093539568113</id><published>2010-01-20T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:06:14.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I May Be Coughing But I'm Not A Pokemon</title><content type='html'>Last night after I made my blog post for the day, the cough that had been bothering me all day got a whole lot worse and really began to hurt. It was so bad, I was willing to take one of the nasty tasting Sucrets my mom bought for my sister since her throat is in bad shape. She took the cough drop and put it in a baggy then smashed it with a meat tenderizer so I would not have to suck on a whole one, thus, getting to sleep faster. It worked really great. It numbed my mouth and throat immediately relieving my pain and cough. It even did well on my gag reflex. I thought I was going to puke trying to get that down. I took the bag of Sucrets shards with me to my room and tried to go to sleep. I was asleep pretty quickly though I woke several times during the night and had to suck on another shard to get to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I felt pretty good. I didn't even need any of the cough drop shards and I felt really great. Of course that didn't last long and as soon as noon rolled around I was coughing and hacking again. At first it was just an occasional cough but it got worse and worse as the day progressed. Luckily, my throat does not feel shredded. Really, it feels great except the instant I have a cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I again played the Wii alot. I was trying to unlock 2-player survival on Naurto: Clash of Ninja Revolution. You have to get a 30 win streak or better on the single survival in order to open it up. I worked all day trying to get it. I even found my best character. It's not Temari after all. It's Shikamaru. After several attempts, I finally nailed a 25 win streak before dying. I was pretty frustrated as I was only 5 wins away from unlocking 2-player survival. I kept going after this, getting pretty wimpy scores for a time; anywhere from 6 to 16 and such. I eventually got a 23 win streak before I died. I was shocked when it returned to the menu and told me I unlocked 2-player survival. It didn't make any sense to me. I didn't get it with 25 wins. How did I get it with only 23? Especially since I was supposed to need 30? Whatever. I sat stunned for a little. I was slightly frustrated and I wasn't sure where to go next from that. Part of me wanted to still aim for 30 but the other part of me was like "Heck no, I got what I wanted, let's leave it at that." I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of playing survival any further I decided to take a whack at "time attack" again. I don't remember what it's really called but it's something like that. All you do is fight through a set number of battles and the faster you get through it the better. My original best was with Temari at approximately 8 min 21 seconds. My sister after that got about 12 min with Itachi, then beat my score with Neji with a time of 8 min 8 seconds. I went in today with Shikamaru and whooped through it in 5 min 45 seconds putting me at the rank Hokage, which I previously had no idea existed as I thought "Head Ninja" was the highest possible rank. Somewhere in the midst of this I began coughing to hard it really hurt my throat but worse of all I couldn't breathe. I tried getting some Sucrets shards melted in my mouth. No effect. I tried lifting my arms over my head. No effect. I really began to panic. I hated to worry my mom but I had to text her and let her know what was going on. She didn't seem worried however. She just suggested I drink a Mountain Dew to open up airways and such. By the time I got the text saying that, I was better for the most part though I did drink it. It tasted really good and I think it helped some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I got a bit bored and went to playing Bleach some more. I had played it earlier somewhere in between playing Naruto. Before I played through Hanataro's episode. THAT was hard... Not only was he weak, but most of his attacks involved his sword which heals the enemy. I beat through this by managing to get my opponents HP slightly below mine then running away from them till time ran out. I felt like such a chicken but at least it ot the job done. Bleh, I hated that. I had a much easier time playing through Byakuya's episode as he is far more powerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to Naruto, the battles on Bleach are rather.. Boring. I do have a hard time winning most of the time but even when it's hard it's boring. There's such a lag between being able to execute moves, it's kinda slow paced as opposed to Naruto which is so vicious and far more involving, thus more fun for me since I whoop butt at that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3, before I managed to get that 2-player survival unlocked, Sid, a friend of my mom's, came over with another guy to help us with out sink problem. It wouldn't drain. It took them about 45 minutes just to get 85 feet of snake into the drain from outside. When they pulled it back out there was an unbelievable amount of sludge, hair, and other debris on the end. It took another hour to get the rest of the sludge the snake didn't get out. I'm so glad that their efforts did alleviate the problem. Sid even put in a new light fixture above the sink since the last one we had was still lying on the counter and without a switch. Instead of trying to fix that one, he found it easier to just install a "new" one he had in the back of his vehicle. I'm so glad he did that for us, it was getting so tiresome to wash dished in the bathroom. He didn't have to do that for us but he did anyway. We still have a bit of a problem to fix but at least our sink drains properly even with a cap on the cleaning thing on the outside of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since then I've been playing a little bit of Bleach. The Byakuya episode as mentioned earlier. I wanted to play a bit of Naruto but I thought it better to go to my room and start this post before it hits too late at night. I gotta get up early in the morning. I'm going over to my mom's friend's house for the day. Sarah really seemed to like my company and I enjoyed talking to her. Sarah's mom really seemed to be happy I might go over as well. It's so odd how so many people seem to just love me recently. It's kinda a new concept with people outside my family since I was pretty much despised for unknown reasons in school. Oh well. I'm not complaining. I like being loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm tired. Post done. I'm going to bed. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2521055093539568113?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2521055093539568113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-may-be-coughing-but-im-not-pokemon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2521055093539568113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2521055093539568113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-may-be-coughing-but-im-not-pokemon.html' title='I May Be Coughing But I&apos;m Not A Pokemon'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4328439532070271882</id><published>2010-01-19T22:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T22:19:37.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow Day</title><content type='html'>For the majority, today has sucked. Mostly because I have a sore throat and a cough that keeps making my throat more and more sore. I really wish I knew what to do to make it better.. I just don't feel good. I've tried cough drops and I've tried gargling warm salt water. Neither worked. Well the first works for 30 min but the latter worked for about 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is partially to blame for my day being slow. The other part is because I thought after lunch I would be helping my mom's friend with unpacking since she has recently moved. Well that ended up not happening till after my mom got off work. I was so restless most of the day. I couldn't find anything to do on my computer and my throat was just killing me. I couldn't even nap under the desk like I often do. I had finally gotten into a game on Candystand.com around 3 and went till 5 but the whole day before that I kept wanting to play my Wii. Although honestly, I don't know if I will play it tomorrow even though I will have the ability to do so because I just don't feel good enough for it. My mom also ordered Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World for me. I gave her the money and she ordered it. Although to make things easier I just gave her three dollars instead of the full 28 because she was going t0 eventually give me 25 for the Nancy Drew game I bought so this way, instead of giving her 28 then she giving me 25 back later, me giving her 3 dollars just meant she doesn't have to pay me the 25 later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to my mom's friend's house to help unpack, I helped out a good bit at first but I ended up completely distracted by talking to Sarah. She was a lot of fun. She made me feel good to cause she said I was awesome. We talked about Pokemon a lot then played Pokemon battle with her figurines. That was alot of fun even though it ended soon after it started when my mom came in to say we were leaving. I felt so much like a little kid at that moment. Being told we were leaving and feeling disappointed cause I was in the middle of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got pizza on the way home and ate that. It was so good and luckily didn't hurt my throat. I didn't get to play Wii with my sis today but it's okay. I can wait till Tuesday since she wont be here most of tomorrow. I did play a little of my Bleach game before I turned it off. I'm just too tired and I don't feel good to be playing that. I hope I feel better for it in the morning. If not, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I feel like posting. I apologize if anything here ends up incoherent, jumbled, or missing altogether, although if things are missing, few of you would know. I do love you readers, I'm just not in a good mood right now and am looking forward to going to bed. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4328439532070271882?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4328439532070271882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/slow-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4328439532070271882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4328439532070271882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/slow-day.html' title='Slow Day'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8206389521379962330</id><published>2010-01-18T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T22:08:24.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Ninja Day with A Side of Soul Reaper</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to make a post and keep anyone reading this updated. Today I got up feeling pretty sore but this didn't stop me from playing my Wii again. It's far too addicting to choose not to play when I have the opportunity to. Since my sister was at school, obviously, I decided to take the opportunity to enjoy my Bleach game. The day before I was really "sucking it up" and losing horribly no matter how hard I tried. Of course I was feeling a bit awkward because even though Leighanna told me we could switch to that game and play it, she didn't want to play till I figured it out and she didn't like it from what she saw based on my horrible experience and her not playing made me feel like I was hogging the game and I wanted her to get to play on the Wii too. Since today I didn't have to worry about that I played on training mode and worked on figuring out everything individually without being attacked. That went well and I went on to battles. I still sucked. I eventually found a difficulty setting and changed it from Normal to Easy. Sure, call me a wimp, but at least now I can do something and actually get used to the game mechanics before eventually bumping it back up. About 11:00ish I turned off the game and took a bath so the hot water could soak my sore muscles. It worked really well to relieve the pain. I was so glad because it allowed me to go right back to playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 3:40 I retrieved my second controller, expecting to play Naruto with my sister when she got home from school. I hadn't expected her to be a little late. My other sister, Lindsay had picked her up from school because she had some kind of practice for band I believe. I was in the middle of playing Bleach when the arrived so instead of finishing the game off, I just paused and talked to her and her boyfriend, Eli. I didn't really want to look like I was ignoring people by playing on the game, plus it game me time to let my muscles recover a bit from playing. About 20 minutes later my dad arrived to help haul out Lindsay's bed and they gathered some other things belonging to her. We had recently been having some strife over whether Lindsay would get to have our Gamecube since I bought a Wii. We really didn't want to give it to her since it did belong to me and Leighanna as well. We had some arguments about it that I really prefer not to get into as it's a bit confusing anyway. In all if it, it turns out Eli bought Lindsay a Gamecube of her own so we get to keep ours. Of course this means she yet again gets everything she wants, but at least we no longer have to fight over something so trivial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time they were here they were all pleasant and despite my irritability and uneasiness of them being there, I remained pleasant as though I had no problem with them. The last thing I wanna do is start an unnecessary fight. We have enough of that recently as it is. They did not stay long and I was able to go back to my game. Leighanna seemed fine with watching me play Bleach for awhile. I was glad of this as I was having fun now that I figured out how to play it fairly well. She asked me a few times to play some certain characters and also asked me questions about the show as she has never watched it. I like it when she asks me questions about things I am interested in. It makes me feel good. I do hope someday she may actually watch Bleach with me. I think she would really like it if she gave it a chance although I would never force it on her or try to beg her if she doesn't want to. Although I might keep talking to her about it until it hopefully sounds interesting enough to her that she might do so. Her having not watched it is why she doesn't want to play. She knows nothing about it and therefore it isn't as much fun for her because she does not understand it like I do. I understand what she means by that though. I know I'd have felt the same playing the Naruto game if I had never watched the show with her months before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't play Bleach for too long, I didn't want to keep Leighanna waiting to play for long, plus, I wanted to play Naruto with her anyway. It's so much more fun when we play it together than it is playing alone. We've practically unlocked everything already, at least everything I know of aside from 2-player survival mode which I learned about tonight. I will try to unlock this either Wednesday or Thursday. I have to get through 1-player survival with at least 30 wins in order to do so and my best is 18 so I have a challenge ahead of me. My likely bets are to either use Temari or Orochimaru to accomplish this as they are my best characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I play this game I have found I am able to play for longer amounts of time before needing a break. At first I needed a break after almost every single player mode I did where Leighanna and I switched off so we could rest. I could also sometimes survive two multiplayer challenges before letting her do a single match. Now I just have dull pain in my shoulders. I'm sure I will soon be able to play this game any time and for any length of time without it phasing me or phasing me only a very little bit. It hurts, but the Wii is so much fun to play and I often play through the pain. Which may or may not be such a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Leighanna and I mostly worked on playing characters we hadn't played before and working to get better at them. I tried playing some of her favorites while she in turn played some of my favorites. I think we discovered we are not good at each other's characters aside from a few that we were both good at. I did still tire some tonight so I let my sister play a single match. I almost let her play two. I would have but she had an idea of something she wanted to do which I do not recall what it might have been at the moment. It coulda been another multiplayer match. Probably the one where we switched characters and she played my character, Orochimaru, and I played hers, Gaara. I was fairly good at playing Gaara and I think she rocked playing Orochimaru. Though she voiced she still liked playing her characters better. Suits me fine, I like playing Orochimaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sad really. Because tomorrow I won't get to play my Wii for a good majority of the day. At least I should get to play it in the evening. If not, I will at least get to play on Wednesday although all day I will have to play alone as Leighanna and my mom will not be home till late as usual. It might be a good day to play alot of Bleach or try that single player survival mode to unlock the two-player survival. Either way I'm sure I'll have fun. I know it won't be as much fun as if Leighanna was there but I'll have to just deal. I also hope that someday soon I get to play the Wii with my mom. I don't think she has gotten to play it since I bought it. This makes me sad I sure hope she is not angry with me. I know she likely feels left out and we have a Nancy Dree game to play on it. I'm certainly not trying to exclude her. I love playing games with her but she doesn't always have the time. Though she is down alot. I think if she could find time to set aside for playing a game it could lift her mood a bit. I know my mood has been better since I've become more active by playing the Wii. Although I understand being in such a poor mood as to not be very interested in playing games. I really hope my mom begins to feel better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that's all I know today. Goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8206389521379962330?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8206389521379962330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-ninja-day-with-side-of-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8206389521379962330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8206389521379962330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-ninja-day-with-side-of-soul.html' title='Another Ninja Day with A Side of Soul Reaper'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-5624808951881362232</id><published>2010-01-17T21:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T21:21:48.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution FTW</title><content type='html'>Okay so as I likely said yesterday, this game I had originally only bought because I knew my sister would enjoy it. Well I knew I would too since I also like Naruto but I NEVER expected it to be as awesome and addicting as it is. I even tried playing Bleach: Shattered Blade mid-day but it seemed much harder as I could not jump or do half the combos I can on Naruto. After 16 min I was back on Naruto again. All day I was playing this with my sister. I actually cannot even begin to remember half the things that happened today in sequence of them happening. I know around 4 ish a friend of my mom's came over to the house to check on our sink which does not drain properly.. properly, as in hardly at all. My sister became frustrated with the game rather often but despite that we both kept playing. Even after the point my right heel was killing me even if I wasn't standing and I kept fighting, standing up. I find it so hard to play a Wii without standing. I feel restricted trying to do that though I did manage it a few times when I was too tired to stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although we played for 11 hours and 44 minutes minus the 16 minutes spent on Bleach, I only feel slightly sore. Of course neither of us played constantly. We often switched off on playing single mode so the other could have about 10 minutes of rest time before going again. I'm sure that helped keep us from keeling over in the end. Needless to say, I'm very addicted to this game. Tomorrow, since my mom will be at work and my sister at school, I will try playing Bleach some more and see if I can get the hang of it. I do not think it will ever be as fun as Naruto. When I bought it I had said I would buy that one Naruto game and no more but I think I'm going to go back on that and buy the other two for the Wii eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had hoped my sister would play the Bleach game with me. She said she would but it's okay that she didn't. We started it up and I tried fighting but neither of us liked how to fight so she decided she didn't care to play. It doesn't hurt my feelings though, I initially figured I would be playing that one alone anyway. That's why I bought Nancy Drew: White Wolf of Icicle Creek to play with my mom and Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution for me to play with Leighanna. I just hope I can figure out how to fight well enough that it will be fun an I can enjoy it. Surely I will but I will admit I'm slightly worried. I know the Nancy Drew game will also be fun, though I worry about how much the Wii motion will be interactive with the game. I do hope it will not be mere click and point. That'd be kinda lame but even so my mom and I always have such fun with Nancy Drew games so it shouldn't matter. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay, so I dedicated this post to my Wii games. Well. It's all I did today... Seriously. Lame I know.. Hush. X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shortest post yet! Wah!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-5624808951881362232?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5624808951881362232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/naruto-clash-of-ninja-revolution-ftw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5624808951881362232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5624808951881362232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/naruto-clash-of-ninja-revolution-ftw.html' title='Naruto: Clash of Ninja Revolution FTW'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-2103149189286926545</id><published>2010-01-16T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:57:34.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Would Like To Sleep Till Monday</title><content type='html'>Today was sooo much fun. I got up pretty early this morning and my sister and mom were already up and soon after my sister wanted to play Wii. My mom seemed interested in doing other things at that time so my sister and I played Wii Sports for awhile before I had to leave at 12:30 to help my mom clean an office. My mom told me that while we were out we would get this Nancy Drew game for the Wii and that she would reimburse me for it since she really wants that game. I agreed because I know we will have fun with it. Before heading for the office we swung by Hastings to pick up the game. On the way there though I had decided I would pick up this one Naruto game for me and my sister, Leighanna to play since she really loves Naruto and I hated not getting a game she would like since I was getting one my mom would like. The office cleaning took over 2 hours even with me doing the vacuuming. I can't imagine how long it would have taken my mom had she had to do it alone so I was glad I was there to help. Afterward we headed to the grocery store to pick up some things then we headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could't wait to get home and show my sis the game I bought. I knew she would be really excited, especially considering how disappointed she was when I had not bought Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World or Super Smash Bros. Brawl. I didn't get the first as it was not in the stores and I didn't get the second because it was 50 dollars. I helped my mom put away groceries when we got home then waited till she was ready for me to show my sis the game.she was just about to stop playing when we came in too, but as soon as I showed it to her she got excited and wanted to play. I had agreed I would play awhile then play Nancy Drew with my mom, unfortunately my sister and I got too into Naruto and forgot. I still feel bad for it even though my mom insists she was too tired to play anyway. I've decided while my mom is at church, Leighanna and I will play Naruto then I will play Nancy Drew with my mom  If she feels up to it. I just hope she is not angry or disappointed with me for not having played with her today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had been playing in my mom's room but she was tired and wanted to sleep so she helped us by setting up the living room then Leighanna helped me to plug the system in. We played a few more hours after that. I'm thinking I shouldn't have because I feel so tired and my shoulders are killing me right now. This game ended up far more fun than I had expected. It's really addicting even in the midst of feeling pain. I just pray that the pain won't be too much tomorrow though I'm certain my shoulders will be killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for this being so cut and dry. I didn't feel like going into more detail, I'm way wiped right now. I know I overdid it with Naruto on the Wii. I am going to be so dead tomorrow. Anywho, that's all I can think of to post. Good night everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-2103149189286926545?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/2103149189286926545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/would-like-to-sleep-till-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2103149189286926545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/2103149189286926545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/would-like-to-sleep-till-monday.html' title='Would Like To Sleep Till Monday'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-692359913608406771</id><published>2010-01-15T21:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T22:59:44.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horray for Wii!</title><content type='html'>Today was a very good day. Okay at first I wasn't very happy getting up but I did anyway knowing today my mom and I would at least try to go get my Wii. All was that of a typical Friday except the fact the day drug on so slowly. It seemed to take forever just to get to lunch time when we would go to the bank to pull my money out then go eat. Of course, I think the rainy, overcast day might have had a little to do with the day dragging on forever. When we got there around 8 AM it felt as though it was 6 PM. We ate at Burger King at lunch, sharing one of the "burger shots" 6 pack thing having 3 burgers each. We were surprised at just how good it tasted despite being fast food and what we ate filled us up well too so we ate pretty inexpensively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We returned to the office and I played Phantom Hourglass till about 3 ish when I got my vacuuming done. I played on my comp a short while after just before we set out to get my Wii. When the time finally came to leave. I was feeling pretty excited at this point. It really felt like it would happen this time. My mom and I had some confusion on whether to go to Walmart or Hastings. I wanted to go to Hastings but it didn't matter enough to me to insist on going there over Walmart. In my mind, as long as I got my Wii, I was happy. After all I was the one paying for it. We had a few other things to get besides my gaming stuff but once we got that we headed for the games only to find they had no Wii consoles left and hardly anything of a Wii game choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This didn't stop us. We decided to check out Hastings next to see if we could have better luck. We got there and looked around. Again we didn't see any consoles. Though this time, before we left, we asked a clerk if they had any. They said yes, that they kept them in the back. We asked them to check on that for us. They did. When they came back they told us they had no new systems but they had used ones. Of course, my first thought is "what is the difference in price?" whereas my mom was leary about the whole used console thing. Well to get it used it was 169.99 as opposed to the new price of 199.99. I liked the first price better and having dealt at Hastings a bit, I knew they had a respectable quality check on all used items, seeing as if a CD you're trying to sell has even one slight scratch, they won't take it. So I was actually not bothered one bit by the thought of a used Wii especially if it meant saving approximately 30 dollars. It did help my mom to know there was a 90 day guarantee on the machine too. So if anything happens within that time, they will replace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also looked at games and controllers. Well I decided against buying two extra controllers. The Nintendo brand controller was 40 dollars while an off-brand, Nyko, had them for 30. Well I have a Nyko memory card for Game Cube and it has had no problems so I think this controller will be fine. Of course, I looked at the prices of these plus the SD card to go with it, the nun-chuck was 20 and the card also 20. We decided to hold off on those and go to Target to scope their prices. Glad we did for their SD cards, which also looked alot less crappy than the ones at Hastings, were 5 dollars less. The nun-chuck was the same price so I bought those two things plus Bleach: Shattered Blade, which I was excited to see since it was the first game on my list I had seen all night. Lucky for me, it was only 20 dollars unlike most Wii games. Target was sold-out of the controllers so once we paid for these new items we trudged back over to Hastings to pick up the controller. Luckily the two stores are a stone throw away from each other so it wasn't a waste of gas, just a slight waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were pulling into the parking lot however, some stupid person decided to pull out right in front of us while we tried to turn in. Luckily no one was hurt and there was no collision. Thank the Lord for watching over us there, if he hadn't been, no telling what could have happened. At first I was just going to go in alone seeing as I was getting one item. I ran in but shortly after I was startled to see my mom pop up from around the corner. She had apparently texted me saying she was coming in but I didn't get it as my phone was on silent. We got the remote and headed for the check-out counter where some random lady came up behind us saying she had just been in line and had to go back to get a larger size of a shirt because she feared the other size she had wouldn't stretch enough because she is pregnant. She oddly enough found it important to let us know she was. Why I'm not really sure. My mom was actually ruffled by this whole thing. Me? I actually didn't mind her cutting in front. I only had one item and was in no hurry. Guess I was just in a nice mood. Of course, I am usually patient and therefore people take advantage of me often.. Kinda like that lady.. But it was still my mom more ticked about it then I even came close to being. Of course don't get my mom wrong, she wasn't feeling good anyway. I hope she feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally checked-out by this very high-energy girl. She was fun. I liked her personality. She helped us out and asked us about getting a Hastings card. Well it was free so I said "why not?" then after looking up my driver's license she said I had already gotten one. I had no knowledge of this. I asked about a replacement card and was able to get one for free. This made me happy cause I felt left out. My mom got one too but she was a first timer, not getting a replacement like me. I didn't even know I had one in the first place. As I left I was full of excitement and anticipation, although I knew it would still be another few hours before I could play. We still had group to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group was nice. We arrived early but it was all good. At least we didn't have to stand out in the rain to wait for others to come. We were in the building almost immediately after arriving. We started out with a lesson about Godliness then we went on about discussing it. We went into some other discussions about our lives hen randomly ended up in random chatter by the end. That part was the most fun for me. Don't get me wrong, I love God, I just really enjoyed getting to chatter away to Jeannette(sp?) and she didn't seem to mind at all. I got to talking about all sorts of things that I like, such as role playing and talking about my fan-character, Syrus Allen and her story. I also somehow got into showing off some of my best drawings. She and her daughters seemed incredibly impressed. It made me feel so good. Unfortunately I got a little too involved so my mom had to call it to an end so that we did not stay too late and end up worrying my little sister, whom, as it turned out, was already in bed by the time we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was glad to get home, I was getting tired but I couldn't rest yet. It was finally time for me to check out my new Wii and play around with it. I definitely wanted to check and make sure it operated properly. Everything went just fine. I found not a single error in all of my testing plus getting the software updated, which took forever. I was tempted to play the Bleach game but it was too hard to get out of it's package so I just popped in the Wii Sports that came with it. The clerk earlier was so nice, he actually checked and made sure it was in there before selling it to us. Although I still checked as soon as I got it in the car afterward as my mom asked me to. Everything played so well. I made myself a little Mii and made it look as closely to my image as possible then played some bowling. I hate bowling but oddly enough I enjoy Wii bowling.. Alot. I guess it's cause it's so easy to get a strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didn't take long before I was too tired to continue. But I have all day tomorrow to play with it and get accustomed to it. It's already alot of fun and I can also play my game cube games on it by plugging in game cube controllers! Gah! I can't wait to try everything out! But until then I must sleep. I just hope the little bit I played doesn't make me sore so it is too painful to play. My shoulders feel tired right now and I'm not sure if it's from playing the Wii for even that short time or from typing all this out about how my day went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you guys are lucky. This is just the short version. ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-692359913608406771?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/692359913608406771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/horray-for-wii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/692359913608406771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/692359913608406771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/horray-for-wii.html' title='Horray for Wii!'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-5285192488278948636</id><published>2010-01-14T20:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T20:17:54.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Average Days Are Average</title><content type='html'>Title says it all. Pretty average day today. I didn't even do anything even remotely worth mentioning. I didn't even work on my room today. I was purely a lazy bum. I played Facebook games ALL DAY. I guess I deserved to have one day to just relax and have fun though I kept wanting to work on my room but I'm not sure where to go on from this point. It's nearly clean, you'd think it'd be easy to finish. Somehow, not so much. There was a lot of drama on Treasure Madness today about some new updates, I was in on a lot of it as I am angry too. I think the TM developers plan to fix the things players are mad about. I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate pizza for supper and my mom actually played Spirit Tracks with me. It wasn't for too long, about an hour or two, but at least I got to play and without her falling asleep on me. I'm very much looking forward to tomorrow for, if God willing, I will get to go get my Wii tomorrow. My sister told me her friend Chris said that Hastings is having some sales so I think we will be going there to look instead of my original plan of Walmart. Works for me though, the less expensive I can get my Wii and everything to go with it the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have today. Hopefully tomorrow will yield a much healthier post. Gonna play some more Facebook then I'm heading to bed. Cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-5285192488278948636?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/5285192488278948636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/average-days-are-average.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5285192488278948636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/5285192488278948636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/average-days-are-average.html' title='Average Days Are Average'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6796725296925682062</id><published>2010-01-13T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T20:34:57.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Simple Post</title><content type='html'>Today I got a lot of progress done on my room. When I first started working on it today it ended up looking incredibly worse than before but it couldn't have been helped.I had to move things around so I could start getting things into my closet then get that organized. I did so and now I have very little to work on. About midday I ended up taking an unexpected nap but it felt nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I cooked Shrimp Scampi again and it turned out much better than last time. Although the whole day I kept telling myself to start it at 20 till 8 since my mom would be home at 8:30ish. Well for some dumb reason I started to get it started at 20 till 7. I felt so dumb. Luckily I was only boiling water at this point. I tried again at 20 till 8 and found I should have just started it at 8 as I ended up having to cook things on a lower temp just to prolong cooking time so it wouldn't be done too long before my mom got home. Fortunately this is not make any of the dish suffer as sometimes shrimp can if cooked too long. I ended up done with it and serving it into bowls about 5 min before my mom pulled in. I didn't know how long she'd be though so I started eating my share and put my mom's share in the microwave to keep it warm for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, I don't think I know much. I'm just waiting for my boyfriend to call me now. I tried calling him and got no response. He might already be asleep, if so I guess I'll be waiting till tomorrow to talk to him. Anywho, I'll be here tomorrow. Hopefully I'll be more interesting then. Eh, we all know I won't be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6796725296925682062?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6796725296925682062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6796725296925682062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6796725296925682062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/simple-post.html' title='A Simple Post'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6374345994057377789</id><published>2010-01-12T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:21:42.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insert Witty Title Here</title><content type='html'>Woke up today rather early. Again. Oddly enough recently I have been going to bed anywhere between 12:00 AM and 2:00 AM yet I still end up waking between 8:00 AM and 9:00 AM. Not sure how that works. Today I was pretty much a lazy bum. I sat on my computer and played on Facebook for a good portion of the morning, till about 1o-ish when I decided to go through all that paper crap I mentioned last night. I soon had to stop to get something to eat. I ate a bowl of cereal but was still hungry as there was not much left in the bag to begin with so I went to get me some Great Value cherry poptarts. the poptarts were taking awhile to toast so I decided to take this opportunity to use the bathroom. I got distracted when I left and headed back for my room where I began checking over my plants. I noticed my lemon seedlings and my ghost plant needed water so I took them to the bathroom and gave them a thorough watering then placed them back on the table in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reentered the kitchen a little later and noticed my cat Izzy somehow managed to get into our food cabinet despite the new latches. This means either someone did not close the doors well enough or the latches were just not strong enough to keep him out. Luckily not much food was lost. Only about 3 mini bags of chips. I still punished him and threw him outside to hopefully discourage. This is when I noticed the weather was very pleasurable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take advantage of this and work on my metal stand I had primed a day or two ago. I ran back to my room to retrieve it then took it outside and placed it on an old, unused, plastic refrigerator drawer turned upside down in the middle of the yard. I took the gold aerosol paint and began coating it. Everything went well till it was nearly covered. I noticed some "drips" on the sides and carefully tried to wipe them up with a blue cloth-like paper towel to smooth them out. This actually worked on all but one in which I noticed it just seemed to make things worse. The spot I touched looked wrinkled as though I had crinkled some paper. Unfortunately what had happened was the aerosol paint had sodden the layer of primer just below. I tried to cover it thick with some more gold paint but it wouldn't work. I eventually had to take a steel wool and strip off whatever would come off. Not much came off but it allowed me to strip off and smooth the area that was ruining. Of course during doing this several other places in near proximity to the original flaw had to be dealt with as well. I carefully did so then looked around for some more primer. I found none. Instead I found a bottle of white lacquer. I decided that it had to do. I took it over to my stand and began spraying it on, hoping not to cover too much of the other areas so I would not have to re-paint the whole thing, especially since I didn't have enough paint left to do that. I hated the smell of the lacquer, it smelled too much like nail polish. I let it dry for awhile. I tried to keep myself busy while I gave it enough time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when I returned inside and felt hungry again. I began looking for something to eat when I looked over at the toaster and saw one cherry poptart in it. Just one. At first I thought. "Oooh! I forgot my poptarts!" Then I thought. "Wait.. What happened to the other one?" I have no idea where it went, but one of my poptarts was missing. I'm assuming a cat had to have stolen off with it but I have no evidence of it except no one else but me was in the house and that our dogs cannot get that far to get that out of a toaster. Weird thing is, I found no signs of the missing poptart. No crumbs, pieces, or an animal munching down on it. It was just... Gone. The other was completely untouched. I re-nuked it in the toaster and ate it with a glass of milk on the side, not wanting that one to disappear as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For awhile I wandered around, trying to give the lacquer more time to dry. Meanwhile I kept staring out the window at it mostly to make sure the cats were leaving it alone as I saw one of our cats, Pineapple, sniffing at it earlier. I returned to it shortly after and gave it a few quick, light touches to see if it was dry. It was dry enough and I was tired of waiting any longer so I resumed putting on the gold. The lacquer seemed to do a good job of covering the areas of stripped off primer and therefore allowed the gold to go on no problem. It looks like I never had the problem to begin with. This makes me happy. I kept doing a few touch ups as I finished it then I carted it to the porch so that it was not sitting out in the front yard unattended while it dried. I think it looks so pretty for an amateur job. Least it's better than the gold-ish metal from before accompanied by large splotches of rust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered my papers still needed to be sorted through so I did that. I can not remember how long I worked at that but it was a good while. I actually found leftover english class work in a folder from over 3 years ago when I graduated. I seriously thought I had thrown all that old struff away long ago. I guess not. Between today and the day before, I ended up with 1 and 3/4 of a bag of paper to throw out. And I'm almost certain there is more I could get rid of somewhere. I did eventually finish that and it took a lot less time than I expected. I did little more for my room today. I felt like being lazy and I didn't want to kill myself just to make significant progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom texted me about 5 and told me she would be late coming home. My sister has a sore throat, something to do with her tonsils and needed some medicine so my mom was going to pick that up but it wasn't going to be ready for another hour. It was rather nice that we were able to just get her a refill of a prescription for a similar thing she had awhile back so she did not have to go see a doctor just to get the meds she needed since it was within a year of her getting he original prescription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time waiting for my mom to get home. We were planning to cook some tilapia fillets for supper and found a really good looking recipe to go with it that we just so happened to have all the ingredients to so we didn't need to make a run to the store. My mom helped me to prepare it. She rinsed the fish and greased the pan while I was chopping the garilc, measuring the lemon juice and melting some butter. It was a really quick and easy recipe. the hardest part was waiting for it to be done. The smells were tantalizing. and it turned out really amazing. My mom and I enjoyed it thoroughly. My sister didn't get any because she doesn't like fish. We cooked her some popcorn chicken and steak-cut french fries although the fries she claimed to hurt her tonsils. I feel bad for her. I sure hope she gets better soon. She seemed so uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clean up was a pain but only because we still have to wash dishes in our bathroom sink. Our sink in the kitchen is massively messed up due to unknown reasons. I hope it gets fixed soon. It's getting really annoying. I've been relaxing in my room a bit since then. My sister's cat, Phoenix paid a visit to my window again tonight. I don't understand why he howls at my window. I never let him in through there and I never will. I keep worrying about it when he gets up there because my window is broken and I fear he will force his way in if I don't let him in. So recently I usually let him in via the back door. Then I got an idea. I figured even though it's not very strong, that some tape would at least help reinforce it so that it was unlikely he could push the pieces inward and get in my room. I think it's strong enough to keep him out. It's at least strong enough to discourage him from trying I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I didn't do much. I called my boyfriend, Tyler and talked to him about 7. I usually call him at 10 but he told me he wanted to start chatting earlier in the day. Well the whole time since then he has been acting very sleepy and hardly speaks. I told him I won't call that early again. Don't know why he does better LATER at night but I dunno. I made fun of him for it awhile. I called him a lazy bum repeatedly. He just laughed. Sorta. Most of the time he was too out of it to notice. And the worst thing is, he won't let me get off the phone with him to let him rest. So stubborn. I've chatted with my mom a bit tonight, ate a peice of cheesecake, then came into my room and here I am now. Writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One I do not understand is why people are SO FRICKING DISRESPECTFUL. Right now there are some idiots off on some road behind our house revving engines and I'm guessing, driving up and down the street like maniacs. I'm sure I'm not the only one pissed off about this. Can't they do this when people are NOT trying to sleep? Seriously. If they have to do it at night, they need to take it off somewhere where there are no people around. This has been going on for about 10min before starting this post and they are STILL doing it. I just hope they stop before I decide to go to bed, else I will be some sort of pissed off. On that note, I do beleive they have stopped now. Thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm that's about it. I wonder what you guys think of me giving you such a long dissertation of what I do every day.  I'm not sure how normal people write their blog posts. Eh it's my blog I'll do what I want. If you guys don't like it.. Well.. I guess you'll stop reading... =s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6374345994057377789?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6374345994057377789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/insert-witty-title-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6374345994057377789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6374345994057377789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/insert-witty-title-here.html' title='Insert Witty Title Here'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8364236267417069669</id><published>2010-01-11T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:21:21.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly Getting There</title><content type='html'>Today I worked long and hard trying to get my room cleaned up. No, I'm not messy, it just is still in a lot of chaos since moving into my new room. It's looking immensely better today although it is far from clean. I found out I have far more paper "documents" than I thought. And by "documents" I mean anything on a sheet of paper; from drawings to notebooks, blank paper, and even the occasional graded homework from years ago. Worst part of this is the fact I cannot just slap these papers anywhere. Okay so PHYSICALLY I can, but as far as functionality, no. I have to sort through AT LEAST 50 pounds of paper and decide which things are old and no longer have purpose, things I want to keep but do not need to access almost ever, things I wish to keep in an easy spot to access in case I want them and things I want to access frequently. And this does not include the older drawings that I will then be placing into a box with all the others to keep them "archived".  Another bad thing... Currently, all those "documents" are piled two feet high on my bed. That means in order to go to bed, I gotta do one of two things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort through it all and put it where it belongs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw it all in the floor and go to sleep, leaving it for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't know which I will choose. I will likely try the first until I get too tired then do the second. That way, I end up being a smart person in that I can do both my options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al day I expected my dad and sister to come by to pick up their stuff. Well the never showed up. I'm getting pretty irritated with this. Not that I am so rude and just want their stuff out of the way, honestly, their stuff isn't bothering me. What is bothering me is that they say they will come and do something such as getting their things, then when they decide they will not do so they make no attempt whatsoever to let any of us know they are not going to come. I think they owe us that much. If they're not going to come, then no big deal, They just need to be considerate and let us know. It's hard to do anything when you're expecting people to come over.It's so irritating when you don't make plans to do something because you think they are coming, then when they don't come, you realize you could have done what you wanted but didn't know it as the other people didn't tell you they weren't coming. I'm sorry. I may sound really petty saying that but it really ticks me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that I didn't do much. I didn't even play Phantom Hourglass today I just played on my computer and Facebook very sparsely. Lately on Farmville, I have been able to get more than one chicken coop and I am up to three of them due to a mysterious duplicating coop. I didn't do anything to make it do this, it's just happening. Though I do not think I will complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come evening we cooked some Stroganoff for supper. I swear, that is probably one of my favorite foods if it is not my favorite. It never fails to sound or taste good. Although, I don't know if I am imagining it, but when my mom makes it, she puts in the powder for the sauce BEFORE putting in the liquids needed for the dish then stirs it all together and it always tastes a little off, although still good, while when I put it in AFTER I put in the liquid ingredients it comes out much more flavorful. Of course my mom likes it better, or seems to, when she puts the powder in before, but for some reason I seem to think it's better putting it in after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems putting it in before makes the meat take on that flavor and absorb the powder and leaves less for the sauce therefore leaving a blander sauce than if you put it in after which makes it so the liquid all gets the flavor and it doesn't go into the meat as much. I could be crazy, well actually, I am crazy, but that's beside the point. It could make no difference, I just think it does and that's just my crazy reasoning behind it. I know my mom is probably gonna give me a weird look tomorrow when she sees that I wrote two paragraphs in my blog just about my thoughts on Stroganoff. It just takes a special kind of crazy to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched House tonight as it was new. I do not fully know why I am so fascinated with that show but I am. I guess I just like to find out what's wrong with the patients. I do dislike episodes, like tonight, where the patient is diagnosed with something incurable and therefore they die. I understand that that is life and this sort of thing does happen in real life but it still makes me sad and I still don't like those eps. I enjoy the ones where they think they're gonna die then House has an epiphany and saves them. I find that cool. Although this episode was sad cause the guy died, i found it kinda cool in an odd, sick kind of way that the patient kept passing out when he heard a loud sound like a gunshot or House whacking his cane against a metal cabinet. My sister Leighanna thought that it was cool too. Not cool that he was sick and died, but very interesting that he passed out by loud sounds due to his disease. It was such a good episode though and I am saddened to know there will not be another new episode for two weeks. We already had to wait two weeks for the one that was on tonight. It's just not fair. The suspense. It kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I have a sense of accomplishment recently. Instead of wasting all my time on my computer, I am actually doing things every day such as working on my room or cleaning something. It has made me a lot less depressed as of late, likely due to having something productive to do, plus I have been eating better and healthier. Now when I have time to sit at my computer and play and relax, I can feel good about it as though it is a reward for all the hard work I am doing instead of just being lazy when I am on it. Of course this means I have far less time to play on it but at least I don't feel guilty about doing so and can purely enjoy it, as I am now to be honest. Today I am quite enjoying typing all this even though, admittedly, I was not looking forward to this tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know for a post or two at the least I have made it seem like my blog is a chore. Sometimes it feels that way but not because I do not want to talk to my readers. I love you guys. Even though I'm pretty sure the only two people reading this is my awesome mom and my boyfriend, Tyler, who is not so awesome. I'm joking, he's awesome too. Although if there are more of you then yay! That means I'm not as boring as I thought! ^.^''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I gotta get going. I still have those papers all over my bed and I really gotta get them off before I'm too tired to do so and am forced to sleep on my floor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8364236267417069669?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8364236267417069669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/slowly-getting-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8364236267417069669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8364236267417069669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/slowly-getting-there.html' title='Slowly Getting There'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3588927636585379088</id><published>2010-01-10T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:21:06.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Much to Say</title><content type='html'>I think today has been the most boring of all days since I have started this blog. I did very little aside from playing Phantom Hourglass almost constantly. It was too cold and windy out today for me to even try to finish the metal stand mentioned yesterday. I did get a kick out of seeing the large bottle of lemon juice my mom bought at the store. It's about the size of a bottle of Coca-Cola. We had a pizza for supper and I had a piece of cheesecake for dessert. Straight after we watched the movie "The Passion of the Christ". Very powerful movie and very graphic. As my mom said, I feel as Christians we owe it to Jesus to watch that movie. He suffered through all that crap just for us so it's the least we can do to suffer through two and a half hours of watching him suffer. I am not ashamed to say that I indeed cried during that movie. I can not see any way that anyone could not do so.  I've got a pain in my ear like you wouldn't believe. Feels like a pimple coming up right on the outside of my ear canal. Aside from that, I'm not looking forward to tomorrow. My dad and sis will likely be over to pick up more of their stuff and they always choose to do this on days and times my mom is not around and I am positive this is why they decided not to come by on Saturday. Hopefully things will be fine as my mom has reassured me it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is about it for today. I think I'm going to go on now. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3588927636585379088?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3588927636585379088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-much-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3588927636585379088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3588927636585379088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-much-to-say.html' title='Nothing Much to Say'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-6901550175348405563</id><published>2010-01-09T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T20:57:09.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Having an Operation is Delicious?</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty good day, especially in comparison to recent days. I woke at about 7:30 AM to my sister's cat again howling at my window. Instead of just bearing it, I decided to let him in through the back door so I could go back to sleep. I had to explain this to my mom as she was already up. I woke again around 10:30 AM and was up for good this time. Shortly after waking though I realized that my mom said we would get my Wii today though I remembered the bank closes at 12 on Saturdays. Well the van still wasn't working today so we couldn't go do that anyway and after telling my mom this she mentioned the bank closing would not be a problem as she could just charge it too her credit card then I could just pay her back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad and sister Lindsay were supposed to come over today to pick up some more of her things as well as jump off the van so it would start. Turns out they were flaky once more and decided that Lindsay had plans to have friends over and that he would cook burgers for them. They didn't even bother to call and say they weren't coming. Instead, they plan to come on Monday and I'm sure it is because they want to come over when my mom will not be here so that they do not have to deal with her. The cowards. In addition to not calling which was pretty irritating, my dad practically rubbed it in my mom's face that he was cooking burgers knowing that she would not be given any, and of course, neither would I but I am of lesser importance. Not only this, but since my dad decided it wasn't important enough for him to come and fix our van, he sent his friend Shorty to do it instead. Luckily, he was very nice and good-natured about the whole thing. He didn't take my dad's side nor my mom's which is good though he did agree that many things my dad had done were not acceptable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chatted and had a bit of fun while he worked on jump-starting our van. Turns out, the problem really wasn't my fault when the van would not start yesterday. Shorty had checked our engine oil and we were 2 quarts low. Apparently when the oil gets too low the vehicle shuts down and will refuse to start back up as a protective mechanism. This means when my dad said he put a quart of oil in the van about a week ago he either forgot and told my mom he did so she would not be mad, or he just chose not to do it for whatever reason then told her he did. We do have a leak but we found it was not severe enough to drain that much oil in so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The van at this point was operational, sorta, but Shorty went ahead to buy some oil to put in it. While he was gone I decided to put some primer on this nice little metal stand that a friend of my grandma had given me. It was gold but a lot of paint was coming off and was rusty. When Shorty came back he instructed us to drive into town ex far then back again, turn it off, and after about 10 minutes to try starting it again. We did so but before going home we stopped by his house for awhile. he had asked us to pick him up some cigarettes which I am assuming he decided would be his payment for his service since my mom insisted on giving him money. We stayed there awhile and met his wife. They are so nice and welcoming. We ended up being there longer than expected but it was all right, we all were having fun. We talked a lot about cooking and other things about food. And... Short jokes.. Somehow, when I'm around, this almost ALWAYS comes up. I think we ended up hanging around there for a good hour and thirty minutes before we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went home and I quickly finished my priming on the little stand I was working on. I didn't have much choice but to be done priming it. I kinda emptied the entire bottle on the darn thing. But it needed it. Tomorrow I will be coating it with a nice gold-colored aerosol paint to finish it off, provided the weather is mild. We have a few gold blades of grass near the front porch. I wanted to make sure it was a nice shiny gold. It is. I really wanted to go ahead and put the gold on but it was getting rather dark and cold so I just went inside and played Phantom Hourglass for awhile, ate supper and played more Phantom Hourglass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Leighanna randomly thought of a game she has called Apples to Apples. If you don't know what that game is, each player gets 7 red cards with various things written on them. One person is the judge and this changes clockwise each round. The judge will put out a green card that is some sort of descriptive word like silly, delicious, boring, etc. The players aside from the judge put down a card from their hand that matches the green card in a funny, serious, ironic, sarcastic or any other connection they make between the two cards. All player cards are shuffled so that the judge cannot tell what card belongs to whom then looks them over and decides which they like best for whatever reason. The owner of the winning card gets to take the green card. Usually a player wins when the first person to reach whatever number of cards that was agreed upon but you can also just play till you get bored or set a certain amount of time. In any of these ways, whomever has the most green cards is the winner. This game ALWAYS creates plenty of fun and laughter as well as weird and sometimes concerned expressions. Of all the games I've played that sometimes or even oftentimes end up in a fight, I do not think we have ever fought about this one. Tonight my mom, sister and I ended up with very close amounts of cards. We had just played till my mom was getting too tired to continue. My mom counted her cards, commenting on how she found it weird that she ended up with thirty cards exact. I counted mine, and found it odd that I too had 30 cards exact. My sister though won with thirty one cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is the reason behind the title of this post. The green card that was down was "Delicious" and I think it was my sister who had placed the "Having an Operation" card on it. I believe she was the one who won that round, merely cause it was hilarious, we all broke out laughing, and it was rather disturbing all at the same time. I became pretty depressed and bored after we put the game away. It's so hard going from being happy, laughing and having a good time to doing nothing and the next thing to do is writing a blog post. Sure I sorta have fun with this, at least at first, but recently it's felt more like a chore. I know I don't have to post if I do not want to but I guess just knowing how much I type is a bit intimidating. I always end up making the post anyway. I like to get it out of the way instead of procrastinating on it. I do not write my post at night because I am trying to put it off; I write it at night because my posts are a recap of the day gone by and I don't feel like making more than one per day. That way I don't have to break constantly to go update my blog and I can just enjoy my day then, the only things I do not post about are all the tiny insignificant details plus things I fail to recollect. I promise, no one is missing out on much if anything. Well that's all I have to say for today. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-6901550175348405563?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/6901550175348405563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/having-operation-is-delicious.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6901550175348405563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/6901550175348405563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/having-operation-is-delicious.html' title='Having an Operation is Delicious?'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-8166693987190279965</id><published>2010-01-08T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:47:34.591-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Wii or not to Wii?</title><content type='html'>I started this morning fairly looking forward to 5:00 PM. Reason for this is that my mom and I were planning to go get me a Wii after work and before our evening group. I was pretty tired this morning due to the fact that right when I wanted to go to bed, my sister's cat, Phoenix, decided he had to incessantly howl at my window wanting in my room. By the time he finally quit, allowing me to go to sleep, it was already 1:00 AM so I only got about 5 hours of sleep since I had to wake at 6:30 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to call a friend of my mom's and find out if she was going to bring her daughter's computer to the office so I could work on it. Luckily, she didn't want to get out in the cold weather so I'll have to do that another day. Honestly, I am getting rather tired of all the reschedules but at least this time it was a good thing. Reason why is some time before we were going to head out, my mom asked me to get her car keys and start the van to warming. I did so, sprinting through the bitter cold to the van and quickly got it started and made sure the heater was going. I didn't check the windshield at that time but I did so when I went to put things in the van and it was fine. Everything was going smoothly as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were finally ready to go we started out of the house and I made a comment about hoping the van would be nice and warm for us when we got out there. My mom responded saying that it wouldn't be because it was off. I thought she was joking. Sure enough, she wasn't. The van had completely shut off for some unknown reason. My mom tried and tried but the van would not turn on whatsoever aside from all the interior lights flickering pitifully. I still honestly think I must have done something wrong but neither I, nor my mom can figure out what I did although my mom insists it wasn't my fault. Honestly? It worked just fine all the other mornings when she started it, then it fails the day I do. Yeah, either it's horrible coincidence or I did something wrong. I think the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to give the van some time to recharge as we believe it was a battery problem likely due to battery fluids freezing though we do not know for certain. My mom called her boss to let him know the situation and that we would be late. In case you're wondering, no, I do not work for her boss, I just go in with my mom on Friday's to make it easier for me to go to our women's church group thing we have. That aside, 30 min go by and the van still will not start. Even more time and it still will not start. Finally, my mom had to call one of her friends to come pick us up. This is not the one I have to fix the comp for. I can't spell her name, if I could, I'd put her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom and I relaxed and played on our computers while we waited for my moms friend to take us to work. During that time my mom found a Sonic coupon for a buy-one get-one-free deal for Sonic burgers that she said we would use to buy us something to eat before group. My mom's friend was so nice about taking us in to work and I am very grateful she was willing to do that for us. We got to work at about 10:30 AM so our day felt pretty short. Actually, my day still seemed fairly long despite the cut in time I had to spend there. I spent most of it playing Facebook games and Legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourglass on my DS. My mom noticed a website called Newegg.com. Apparently she saw this posted on Facebook and you can find A LOT of Wii games for reasonable prices. I had fun looking things up and seeing how many of the games I wanted was being sold on this site. To my surprise, most of my list was on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I was done I played a bit more Phantom Hourglass but I soon had to help to clean the office. This is actually the second of the two reasons I go to my mom's work with her on Fridays. I get paid to help clean and this is how I am earning my money I am going to use on my Wii. Of course, I forgot to mention one thing. Since our van never started today, this rendered us unable to go get it. So sadly to say, I did not get my gaming system today though my mom told me if our van starts up tomorrow that she will take me into town to get it since we did not drive into town ourselves so it wouldn't be any extra gas though I will not get my hopes up as I'm sure something will get in the way. Something always does and it's usually something no one has any control over so there is no one to blame for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finished all the cleaning then headed out to get dinner. Turns out instead of going to Sonic, my mom's friend and her two daughters decided they wanted to go to the oriental restaurant, Lin's. I've only been there once before with a friend and love it. It's an all you can eat buffet so that makes it even better especially since I love oriental food. My mom had never been there before but she said she loved it. I ended up eating three plate fulls of food. I even got brave and tried a crab leg. The first one tasted nice but the second was too salty and sweet so I didn't like it. I decided that I just don't like it and will never eat it again. I ate waaaay too much. But it was good aside from the smell of the concoction Sarah had created on her plate out of boredom when she was done. She kept daring me to eat it but I knew better than that. That girl is extremely hyper and a bit irritating because of it but overall she is a very nice girl and I get along with her really well. She and her sister, Amanda, both. We laughed and joked constantly till we had to part after group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We soon drove to group. They had ordered a couple of pizzas to eat while they waited for everyone to arrive. I wanted some but I didn't eat any as I was far too stuffed to take even one bite. Group was really nice. We all sat at the table and discussed righteousness and how it our perspective of it can differ from God's perspecive and how we much strive to attain his perspective of it. I ended up often by little James, Stephanie's son. I couldn't help it. He is so darn adorable and his word for pizza is too cute. He calls it "Pi-sha". That of course is just my spelling of how it sounds. He asked for pizza alot. He is only about 2 years old so you can likely imagine just how cute that was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the women there brought over some Avon products for us to have if we wanted them. Everyone took turns picking something out. I didn't think I would since I don't use makeup but I ended up taking something too just cause. Plus my mom told me the color would look good on me. I hope she's right. Why am I typing about this? I dunno. Just figured I'd add it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group seemed to end quicker tonight than the other nights. I think I enjoyed it more today though I was glad when it was over as it meant I could finally go home and relax, and unfortunately start working on this blog post. I'm surprised I didn't put it off till tomorrow morning, I'm just too tired for this right now but I want it done. Before we left our group building, Jeannette, another of my mom's friends, well she's my friend too, let us take home the remainder of the pizza which was almost a whole pizza. We took it knowing it would make my sister happy. She absolutely loves cold pizza so it was a nice surprise for her when we brought that home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not do much after coming home aside from setting up my laptop in my mom's room for a short time and played in there so that I could chat with her before bed though she and I both became pretty tired rather quickly. She went to bed and I came in here to finish up some Facebook games and write on my blog. I'm sure I am leaving out a great number of details from my day that would be fairly interesting to read but I do not really feel like going through and figuring out what other things are good enough to post. I'm tired so I'm going to bed now. This post is long enough as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-8166693987190279965?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/8166693987190279965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-wii-or-not-to-wii-i-guess-its-not-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8166693987190279965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/8166693987190279965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-wii-or-not-to-wii-i-guess-its-not-to.html' title='To Wii or not to Wii?'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-4839036162427656062</id><published>2010-01-07T19:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T21:21:55.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day to relax? Not really</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke to the sound of my phone vibrating in the chest of drawers next to my bed. Apparently I had forgotten to turn it to silent mode before I fell asleep. I guess I was just too tired. I checked the text, it was from my mom. I ignored it and went back to sleep after putting the phone on silent. When I woke again I checked my phone to a new text from my mom. I responded to both then was asked if I had worked on my sister's computer today. Apparently it wasn't fixed like I thought it had been. So instead of getting to check my online things, I had to go right to working on my sister's computer. I guess I really could have played on my computers before hand but I felt I needed to get started. Apparently the only thing wrong was that the Facebook game, Treasure Madness, was not loading like it should. All other games were perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the good part of the day working on that, trying various things. In the meantime I tried installing AVG and other programs. AVG was a pain. It insisted that I have an internet connection but as soon as I clicked the startup file the internet adapter would go offline then stay offline till I rebooted. Finally after several attempts it did install. I never found the solution to the game loading but I at least found it would load on Internet Explorer so at least my sister can play it. My mom kept constantly texting me so much I bout went insane from frustration. She kept texting me ideas of what to do next long before I finished the first thing and then sending me texts before I had time enough to respond to her previous ones. After awhile I got permission to stop, this was around 2:00 though. At least I got to relax and not have to touch the machine after that aside from removing the slave drive from it after my sister got home. Oddly enough removing it helped speed up the master drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my day was pretty general. Had stroganoff for supper then watched the movie Unborn. That, I felt, was fairly interesting though not really scary. There was one part that kinda freaked me out but for the most part it was mostly gross. I will be content to never see that movie again. Afterwards I was talking to my boyfriend, Tyler, on the phone. We didn't say much of importance really. He mostly rambled on about something with his computer and then kept playing alot of game midis over the phone. I had him on speaker phone and my mom and I had fun picking on him. He's good natured about it so he doesn't mind on bit. Or at least that's what he tells me. Eh he knows I don't ever mean ill in what I say to him so it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading to bed now and looking forward to tomorrow. I get go get myself a Wii. &gt;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-4839036162427656062?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/4839036162427656062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-to-relax-not-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4839036162427656062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/4839036162427656062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/day-to-relax-not-really.html' title='Day to relax? Not really'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3913365546091168643</id><published>2010-01-06T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T20:28:04.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Sure Like Those Green Onions</title><content type='html'>Well today was pretty typical. Well, I suppose it is. Not sure what a typical day in my new room would be like just yet but it seemed pretty average. I ate breakfast and my dad came to the house to fix a light fixture that has been busted for awhile now. Unfortunately there was a faulty switch in it so it didn't get fixed. No surprise there. He soon left and I resumed cleaning my room and getting things in order, which is still not done but it's getting there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdays feel like the longest days. They are at least the ones I spend the longest time alone. My mom and sister both go to evening church on Wednesdays but I stay home so I'm left all alone till they get home. I texted my mom to ask about what time she would be home so I could start cooking the Shrimp Scampi a short time before she would get here only to get a text 2 min after saying she's 30min away. Sure, this dish shoulda taken that much time to fix but I spent a considerable amount of time puzzling over the recipe instructions as I was slightly uncertain on one part it was telling me. I decided to leave it temporarily and just put a pot of water on the stove for the noodles and just waited for it to boil. My mom was home before that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the noodles done really wasn't a problem. Really, the whole thing was pretty easy but I don't manage my time well just yet so the noodles were done for approximately 10min while I was getting the shrimp, and other ingredients prepared/cooked.  My main irritation was that the knife I was using to chop the green onions and garlic was far too dull and it made things a little difficult. The food still turned out wonderfully at least though next time I am going to be sure to chop the tails off the shrimp to make the dish easier to eat but I felt I did a fair job for my first time cooking this. I may even add the noodles in with the shrimp and other ingredients to let it take on that flavor but I'm unsure to that just yet. Either way, I was happy with how it tasted and so was my mom so that's all that really matters to me. I was so worried it may not be good so if she had even jokingly told me it sucked, I likely woulda felt pretty sad, even if it was for just a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much all for today. Cya next time.. Hrmm... That makes me sound like a TV show.. Oh well. XD''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/427115987867973799-3913365546091168643?l=kindaashleigh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/feeds/3913365546091168643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-sure-like-those-green-onions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3913365546091168643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/427115987867973799/posts/default/3913365546091168643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kindaashleigh.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-sure-like-those-green-onions.html' title='I Sure Like Those Green Onions'/><author><name>Ashleigh Meek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15057077991240731854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-427115987867973799.post-3699271306956414008</id><published>2010-01-05T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T22:37:19.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Starters</title><content type='html'>Well after talking to my mom tonight about various things, I decided that I wanted to start a blog to perhaps relieve the stress I have been going through due to recent events. I am by far not used to this much stress all at once and it's causing me to become so exhausted. All that has happened recently has happened so quickly it's been hard to wrap my head around it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My sister and dad have both left the household due to reasons I will not delve into. This fact has caused for me to get a change of rooms which my middle sister whom the room used to belong to, had agreed to. I had been expecting this for a long time but I guess part of me was still not expecting it to happen for a long time more or even ever, even in light of the current situation, for when my mom and I begun work on moving my stuff to my sister's old room I began to panic. Didn't help that we didn't have time to finish the day we started so neither room felt safe to me and I found it impossible to look at either room without feeling like I was having a panic attack. I know any of you whom may stumble across this may find this stupid or that I am being a whiny brat, but it is truly not that. The reason I felt that way is because I had been in that room for at least a couple years now and thus had become used to this environment, regardless of how annoying it could be at times, and for my comfort zone to be suddenly shredded to pieces was quite nerve-wracking. I've never handled change very well, even when I have been preparing for it mentally for a long time or I decide upon it my own self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That aside, my mom was kind and allowed me to sleep with her in her room. Sure, call me a wimp, I don't care, being near her made me feel secure and I certainly needed it and I am willing to believe that she likely needed me there as much as I needed her.  Since then all my belongings have been moved into my new room and although things are not yet tidy, I have gained a sense of security there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Today was not very much fun. I spent most of it trying to complete tasks that I had placed on a "to-do-list" so I would not forget to do them as I have poor memory all-too-often often. Most of these tasks had to be completed by tomorrow. I started out waking at about 9:25 AM and even before getting breakfast I was working on fixing my sister's computer by 9:45 AM. I had recently pulled a stupid and formatted a drive with XP on it by my sister's instruction instead of doing as my mom told me and therefore I needed to reinstall XP on this computer as well as get the wireless Belkin internet adapter to work so my sister could get on the internet. Well, let's just say, the XP problem was quite easy to remedy, however it was the stupid internet adapter  I spent most of my day fighting. Now the odd thing about this was that the Found New Hardware wizard kept wanting to search the INTERNET for drivers for the device... Uh.. Yeah.. If I could do that, I wouldn't have been trying to install the device in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Reluctantly, I did cart her computer into my mom's room where the router was and hard wired it to the internet so I could fetch these drivers. Well, of course, this solution only fixed the sound card and some PCI thing that had something wrong. I didn't pay much attention to it seeing as I went into the device manager and got it to install drivers for it and the sound card no problem. The stupid internet adapter couldn't be fixed in this way. Oh no. Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I never did fix the one she had and eventually had to let her borrow mine. (Luckily I have a laptop that has wifi so I'm not without internet, obviously, else I couldn't be writing this now could I?) I don't get mine back until I can see if my boyfriend can find the drivers for her device. Such a pain.  Reason he has to do this is he knows alot more about computers than I do and he can find them as he did last time and he can find them a-lot quicker than I ever could. Not to mention the installation CD for her device is missing and for some odd reason the CD for mine won't work with hers even though they are THE SAME KIND OF DEVICE. Both are Belkin wireless G network adapters. And for the record, the CD worked perfectly flawlessly with my device when installing it on my desktop computer on the very same day as it would not work with her device.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Honestly, I love working on computers and such, but I absolutely have pure contempt for my sister's computer. It used to be my dad's and I combined his comp with hers (because he gave his to her) but the machine still hates me. I'll be glad when I never have to mess with it again. I think the thing is pure evil. &gt;.&gt;'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Of course, in the midst of doing all this, I also had to remove the shelf that was in my room that belonged to my sister. It was the only object of hers I was using. Apparently she didn't like me using it and therefore demanded she wanted it. So yeah, you can guess what happened then. I had to remove all my dragon figurines from the shelf and cart it out of my room. Luckily this was easy as the shelf is light but getting to it wasn't fun due to all the unsorted items scattered all over my room. I also took the liberty of taking all her stuffed animals down from the "pet net" on the wall just in case she wanted to take those as well. I really didn't want to have to deal with her suddenly deciding she wanted them and then everyone trying to be in that corner to take them down. This way, she can take them and it's no extra stress on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I did finally get to relax some and eat dinner but that was interrupted by my sister (Not the one who left whom is my middle sister. This is my youngest sister I'm talking about.) told me that my dad was calling her because he called my phone and got no answer. Well, I had forgotten my phone in my room since I got up to get food. He never told my sister why he called for me, he just hung up and proceeded to call my mom to get a hold of me. This made me assume it was something urgent. He never left me a voice-mail about it, neither did he tell my mom or my sister why he called so I was forced to call him back. Turns out, it was NOTHING IMPORTANT. He only called me to know if I had gotten a stupid invite on FACEBOOK.. Seriously? Why couldn't he have just told my sister or my mom that? And why the heck is it that he ONLY calls me when it concerns unimportant things like Facebook and the games on that site? It's never to tell me he still loves me or to see how I'm doing no, no.. It's only to ask what I want him to send me on Farmville or if I got his invite. He doesn't need to call me for such things. Seriously. Who cares? If I get his invite I'll get it. If I don't I don't. It's not the end of the world if I don't. This is starting to get on my nerves and it makes me tempted to actually ignore his calls on purpose and not call back unless he leaves me a voice-mail with a message of importance behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Up till now I had mostly forgotten about making some caramel candies for my middle sister for her birthday tomorrow. Really, I guess I didn't forget as much as I was postponing it till I got other things done. See I got a cookbook for Christmas and we saw a recipe for caramel in it. My middle sister loves caramel and so I promised I would make her some for her birthday. After all the previous things mentioned, I got my cookbook and I started to get to work on it. I even mentioned aloud that I was going to start when my mom called to me asking if I felt tired. Well I wasn't at the time so I told her that I wasn't and asked why she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    She wanted me to help her drag in my old bed so she could sleep on that seeing as my middle sister has demanded her bed which is what my mom is currently sleeping on. Again, I think she only wants it because my mom is making use of it and she doesn't like that. A little irritated I ran to put away my cookbook but my mom told me I could go ahead and do what I was doing. Wanting to be helpful to her I refused and insisted I help her to drag in the bed. This did tick her off a bit as I was being difficult but she agreed anyway. Well this ended up not happening. We got the bed ex far and I ended up getting one of my fingers pinched badly by a metal box to the point of bleeding although not much. The bed is far too dirty to bring inside and we were both too tired to clean it so we left it for my dad to bring in as he said he would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    That being out of the way, I did go back to trying to make some caramel candies and my mom offered to help me out. Unfortunately/fortunately we couldn't make it as we do not have a candy thermometer. Unfortunately, because it means it is still something I need to do and I cannot have this done on her birthday for her. Fortunately, because it means I didn't have to do it tonight, plus the fact I realized we needed a candy thermometer BEFORE we got things cooking. At least now I have a legit reason why I didn't do it on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    I am so glad to be relaxing right now. This blog thing seems to be helping me to release some stress, though I think chilling at my comp is helping too. I do believe I will keep at it. At least until I fall out of the habit or I just become so boring again that I have nothing interesting to post. This definitely ended up much longer than I had expected. If anyone IS reading this, then.. Um.. Yeah. 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