Ashley

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Created March 1, 2011

Banana Pudding Diaries

Sunday, February 20, 2011
12:17 p.m.

There I was, sitting at my desk, minding my own business, eating my lunch.
I had just finished all eleven levels of Genius Game (again) and decided to read some articles on one of my favorite websites when I took my last bite of catfish, finishing my lunch. I threw away my to-go box and began browsing again when I saw it.
White, styrofoam, round- it was calling my name.
The banana pudding.
I had ordered it on a whim, not realizing the effects it would have on me. It had been so long, years even, since I'd last tasted the creamy goodness of the pudding, I never saw it coming.

I knew I needed to stop. I knew that if I kept going the way I was going it would only get worse.

And then...

It all happened so fast! And then, it was all over.

I'm weak, yes, but in the best possible way.

New Shampoo

The other day I bought new shampoo, and the thing I love most about buying new shampoo is the new smell.

It's a cycle, I buy new shampoo and LOVE the smell. I go on for days about how good my hair smells and can't stop messing with it and even wear it down so that it's easier to smell. I feel great, my new shampoo gives me confidence. I feel prettier because my hair smells better. I walk taller, and flip my hair all the time. I'm sure I'm sexy, because my hair smells sexy.

However, I overdo it. I constantly smell my hair. Every chance I get I bring a handful up to my nose and sniff.

And eventually I get tired of it.
But I keep using it because there is still half a bottle left and I am too poor to buy new shampoo every time I get tired of the way my current shampoo smells.

I become slightly depressed. I no longer feel sexy. My hair is no longer exciting and I don't want to hold it up to my face every chance I get. I don't look forward to showering anymore. My mornings become rushed because I put off taking a shower until the absolute last minute. Because I waited so long to take a shower I have little time to get ready. My eye shadow is rushed and I throw my hair into a bun or wet pony tail just so I'm not late to work. Days drag on and I find myself trapped in some kind of monotonous haze. Until finally, one day as I'm showering I squeeze the shampoo bottle and hear the noise that can only mean an end to the boring fog that is my hair. And the cycle begins again.

Not Okay

I'm playing The Genius Game, a game where you're supposed to beat ten levels to earn the title of "genius". Well, I beat ten levels, and what did I get? Another level. Those bastards. So this is my proof, this picture is what I have to show to the world so that they will know, once and for all, that I am a genius. But don't worry, I won't forget the little people that helped me get where I am today.

If you feel like playing the genius game, here's the link. Good luck.http://apps.facebook.com/gamegeniuss/index2.php

Also, in case you were wondering, after level eleven there is nothing. Just. Nothing. After fighting, tooth and nail, level by level, to what you think might be the very justification you've been seeking you beat ten levels only to be given yet another level, proving that no matter what you do it will never be good enough. And after level eleven, when you, a seasoned genius game vet, are ready for the challenge of another level you are taken back to level one. It is a true slap in the face.

By The Way

For the record, not every post will be some silly drawing. I plan on having plenty of those along with posts containing more than twenty words. I just haven't thought of anything yet.

This One Is NOT On Facebook, It's Just For YOU!

Created: I forgot when. Probably December 2010.

Have You Heard?

Okay, so the other day I discovered the best thing ever: coffee WITH hot chocolate in it!!

It's amazing, just add hot chocolate, a shit load of creamer, and a bit of sugar to your coffee. You can thank me later. Created: January 12, 2010