Relient K

As I was driving home from my evening, decided to listen to my ipod, something I rarely listen to. I turned on the song, "Who I Am Hates Who I've Been" by Relient K and I must say that I feel like this song accurately describes my life right now. The lyrics are as follows:

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'cause I don't want you to know where I am
'cause then you'll see my heart
in the saddest state it's ever been.
this is no place to try and live my life...

[Pre-Chorus]
Stop right there. That's exactly where I lost it.
See that line. Well I never should have crossed it.
Stop right there. Well I never should have said
That it's the very moment that
I wish that I could take back.

[Chorus]
I'm sorry for the person I became.
I'm sorry that it took so long for me to change.
I'm ready to be sure I never become that way again
'cause who I am hates who I've been.
Who I am hates who I've been.

I talk to absolutely no one.
Couldn't keep to myself enough.
And the things bottled inside have finally begun
To create so much pressure that I'll soon blow up.

I heard the reverberating footsteps
Synching up to the beating of my heart,
And I was positive that unless I got myself together,
I would watch me fall apart.

And I can't let that happen again
'cause then you'll see my heart
In the saddest state it's ever been.

This is no place to try and live my life.

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So here I am, ready and willing to admit that Ashley post breakup with Josh is not my favorite Ashley. In fact, I'm a bit out of control. I craved attention and have taken it from anyone willing to give it, hurting some of the people that I care about the most in the process. Am I sorry? Absolutely

Why I Hate the Banks

Today I hate the bank. I realize that there may be a time in potentially 48 hours of which I do not hate the bank but today, I really do. A man came in today and asked for the largest size of safety deposit box possible. After everything was completely set up, he came to the smart realization that it's a very large box and he doesnt have near enough to need one. So the process started over.

So why do I hate the bank? I hate it because people started yelling at me, making me count their thirty checks after waiting ten minutes in line, and forcing me to make ridiculous phone calls causing a line of cars around the bank.

People!!! Don't be so ridiculous in your demands!!