11.14.2010

Random Thoughts.

I don't like hot chocolate. I like warm chocolate. If I buy hot chocolate at a cafe or restaurant, I usually wait 15-20 minutes before drinking it cause I can't stand it when it's hot.

I go through phases where I get really obsessed with things. Usually tv shows, movies, books, or musicians. For a period of time I'll watch/read/listen to that specific thing nonstop and look up facts about and talk about it/them in all my free time. It's kind of creepy. Luckily I get over it pretty quick though.

Everyone has been asking me lately if I've gotten highlights. I haven't. No sir. And, in fact, it drives me absolutely nuts that my hair is just getting lighter of it's own accord. I really really wish it was darker... and that I could claim to be a legitimate member of the redhead club instead of the strawberry-blondish club but I'm too scared to dye it, so I guess I'm stuck.

I'm waiting to see Harry Potter 7 Part Uno until the Wednesday after it comes out. You're thinking, "Whoaaaaaaaaaaa, Ash. Um, WHAT???!?!?!?!?! We thought you'd be in line at midnight, dressed up with all the crazy people." yeah, I was kind of surprised at myself too when I made the decision. It doesn't mean I'm any less obsessed with or excited for it, mind you. But seeing it with my family, and at a theater that isn't 90,000 years old, will be worth the wait. And in the long run, a few more days won't matter. But still, try not to make me too jealous with your awe and wonder and amazement at it's fantabulousness.

I absolutely LOVE getting letters from friends on missions. But I hate handwriting letters myself. In all honesty, I hate sitting down to handwrite anything that's longer than about a page. I'd so much rather type. I can get my thoughts organized so much better when I see them on a computer screen. But, I feel like typing letters is so impersonal, plus it's unfair since missionaries have no choice but to handwrite. So, I force myself to do it.

I secretly wish, pretty much all the time, that I had endless amounts of money to just buy music (of the sheet music and listening varieties) and clothes. But then I feel really greedy and guilty for not wanting money for a better or more worthy cause.

My favorite TV/movie/book couples: Jim and Pam (most favorite), Lorelai and Luke, Rory and Logan, Cory and Topanga, Sabrina and Harvey, Lady Sarah Ashley and Drover, Queen Victoria and Prince Albert, Harry and Ginny (book only), Ron and Hermione...... the list goes on, but I'll stop there.

I have a love/hate relationship with snow. I think it's beautiful and magical. And I like the crispness of the air and the smell of the Holiday season. But I hate hate hate walking and driving in it. Seriously, it's the worst.

I also have a love/hate relationship with time. I love that lately for me it's been moving rapidly over the rough patches, but I hate that it tends to glide right on past the good times too. I wish it would slow down a bit.

I feel weird about the fact that I talk to very few people from high school. Back in those days, I thought we would all stay friends forever. It just blows my mind that we're literally scattered all over the world now.

I want a boy. A cute one. Who will kiss me in the rain and tell me I'm beautiful and that I'm the only one for him. Sigh. Someday.

I love that Sundays give me so much time to think. I think about everything on Sundays. At least it feels that way.

One last thing. I LOVE Christmas music and I've been listening to it on and off since the day after Halloween. It literally makes me so happy. Everything about Christmastime brings joy to my soul. Can't wait for it to officially be here! (although I'm excited for Thanksgiving, too.)

Well, that's all folks. Oh, except for this:


Don't worry, it's okay to be jealous of my.... um.... coolness.


1 comment:

Britny said...

I saw your sister on Friday and it made me miss you sooo much! Let's play over Thanksgiving break?!