<?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-31438378</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:56:38.242-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ashley Uncovered&amp;Exsposed &lt;3</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-5150933639010277558</id><published>2009-02-13T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T11:56:05.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frusterated</title><content type='html'>SO, im a little upset about something, and im trying not to be i just want to feel like things are goin to be okay, i know god will take care of me but it hard not to worry, i think im doin better than i usually would but not as good as i should be.&lt;br /&gt;When i got pregnant i was roofing, and i love roofing its such a great job, good money, i loved my boss, i was pretty happy, my boss was soo layed back, and dint mind me coming in late, or not showing up. he always bought me lunch, and gave me advances whenever i needed them, gave me smokes, and he was my best friend, when i got pregnant i had to quit roofing, apperanlty its dangerous to be lifting heavy things, and my balance becomes off, and what not. I was soo unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;For the first 3-4 months of my pregnancy i was too sick to look for a new job, but i finally found one at panago! 3-4 weeks into the job theyb fierd me cause they found out i was pregnant. They dint come out and say that too me but i had told a co-worker that i was, and like 2 days later they let me go. How Rude, i was soo upset.&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday i got a phone call from cumpass wanting to give me a job doing house keeping, full time in an old age home, and i told them i was pregnant, and they said they couldent hire me full time, but mabey as a casual. That SUCKS! and i dont even knwo if they call me back, i really hope they do i need a job soo bad, and its soo sickening that i cant find one because im pregnant you'd think people would give me one cause i have a fucking kid on the way and need money to support it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-5150933639010277558?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/5150933639010277558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=5150933639010277558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/5150933639010277558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/5150933639010277558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2009/02/frusterated.html' title='frusterated'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-3737861875427669557</id><published>2009-02-10T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:49:06.632-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Forgotten?</title><content type='html'>Well i sure was a mouthy one.... just looking at all my blogs and wow i was so young i dont even remeber myself like that....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, its been a while, alot has happend, and changed, were should i start...&lt;br /&gt;So about 11 months ago clayton and i broke up, 3 months before we were suppose to be married, thats okay im very happy not to be with him, i can say that now anyways. I had a really hard time dealing with the break up, i was very depressed, didn't like myself very much, and caused myself alot of pain and harship. About a month after we broke up i started partying, and drinking, and smoking weed more than usual but nothing to the extreme, a month or two after we broke up i had my first break up sex, and it lasted for about a month or so...when i relized that it wasent a relationship, and just meaninless sex, i felt the pain...so i resorted to more alcohol, and more partying...&lt;br /&gt;One night i was partying with a couple people and clayton, this was about 3 months after we broke up, and one of my good friends at the time had invited a girl over, not knowing that i was gunna be there, she invited this girl over for clayton to hook up with, i was sooo upset, i relize now a real friend wouldent have done that, anyways we all partyed together for a while until my friend cause a fight between a bunch of guys, the cops were called, and so on and so forth, clayton had told me that everyone was goin home, but i told him i couldent go home, my mom was sleeping i was drunk and it wouldent be a good idea, so he passed me off to his friend, who he told was guna get laid by me, and since i was so drunk i did end up having sex with this guy. the next morning i felt awful, dirty, and just pissed off, i also found out that no one actually left claytons house they were just saying that to get me out so clayton could hook up with that girl my friend invited over for him. After that i just decided not to party or even be around clayton. I started drinking alot i was drunk most of the week, also drunk in the day time basically drunk whenever i could be. One night i got so drunk i passed out in the middle of a field with a mini dress on and my legs spred wide open for everyone to see, my friends laughed about it, and told me to get up but i wouldent move i was too drunk...so they carried me over to a bench were they stuck a finger full of coke up my nose and told me to sniff, that would have been my first encounter with cocain... and not my last, that night turned into a couple days later when i was finally sober i relized the alcohol, the drugs and whatever eles was bought that night all came from my bank card which i had let my friends convince me to insert fake checks into my account. What a mistake that was, i was dissapointed with myself and a little scared but dint care a whole lot, i just needed to get drunk. for the next four months i dont remeber too much, other than drinking ridiculous amounts of alcohol, getting to the point of alcohol poisoning and doing a couple lines of coke to sober myself up, just to repeat the same thing which lead me to the drugs in the first place, i did this routien pretty much every night occasinally i would take a couple days off to go home to eat, change my clothes, i remeber alot of men, i dont remeber there names, what they did for a living, or where they lived, just that in the morning i would be waking up beside them. I let alcohol, drugs, and sex fill in my empty spaces, rather than god, and hurt myself more than i could have every imagined. It has now been 11 almost 12 months since me and clayton have been broken up, i couldent be happier, i am four and a half months sober, clean from drugs, and alcohol, god had blessed me and chose me to carry a  child for months ago, i think it was his way of saying you are worthy, now its time to grow up, people tell me its a Great and amazing blessing to have a child, and i believe it more and more everyday, i still stuggle, i still hurt but at least i can say im with god in my times of pain, and not drugs, or alcohol, or in the arms of some man im never gunna see again. Ive filled these holes with god love, and he has healed my wounds, my scars are still visable, and might be for a while, but im still healing, learning, and growing. In september im going to be going to comosun, im working towards paying my debts off, and just work towards bettering myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-3737861875427669557?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/3737861875427669557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=3737861875427669557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/3737861875427669557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/3737861875427669557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-forgotten.html' title='Not Forgotten?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-8323463522272251105</id><published>2007-07-23T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T02:50:16.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow it's been a while</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;hmm this sucks my profile sucks....&lt;br /&gt;well i had surgery like 2 weeks ago and am finally&lt;br /&gt;feeling alive, i quit smokine because i was rushed to the hospital&lt;br /&gt;on day three after my surgery because well im deathly allergic to nicotien...i used a fuckin patch&lt;br /&gt;sweet right??....hmmm yeah and my throte started hemeraging like 4 days ago that was fucking scary i almost shit myself...half a cup full of blood and i ended up swollowing 7 full beautiful mouthfulls of the shit too....i also found out like 5 days ago that clayton...my fiance/boyfriend...w/e you wanna call him...got really drunk and him and lauren kissed...thats awsome right?? you know TASHA'S BESTEST friend lauren i think we all know who im talking about...what a bitch...she can do shit with whatever guy she wants and she sure dose but she has to go for clayton too right the rest arnt good enough???....i love life dosent everyone!!! yeah me and tasha prolly arnt gunna be friends for much longer either because of lauren..what a fucking whore...oh yeah and the place they kissed was the place me and clayton want to get married at he was showing her all of our options, and she now works and blends coffee shop, mine and claytons FAAAVV coffee place, like serioulsy this bittch needs to leave...go back to vancouver and ruin peoples lifes there...but w.e clayton knows the owner to blends coffee shop , they actullly just found out that they might be related soo i dont see us having any probs with ""LAUREN"' .....ohhh yes i forgot im also moving out im excited woooo wooo hoooo yep but we havent found a place and clayton has bad credit so were havin a fucking hard time cause every place dose credit checks and everytime somone looks into your cedit it knocks off a fuckin point for you....fuckin bastards....my life rocks right now it really dose can you read the enthusiasim in my fingers?? i think not....i think im turning into an alcoholic too, i drink lots....hmmm mabey i should stop and think about what im doin??.......thinking.....naww thinking sucks just brings back memories anyways bye for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-8323463522272251105?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/8323463522272251105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=8323463522272251105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/8323463522272251105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/8323463522272251105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2007/07/wow-its-been-while.html' title='Wow it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-116309425984086905</id><published>2006-11-09T09:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T09:44:19.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;So yeah im sitting in class im doin this gay project we have to research a poet and do a 45 min presentation im soo not happy about it, it suppose to be in partners to and im all alone, ....theres so much work to be done too, and shes seems to be giving everyone eles info but me...i dont think she likes me very much......like this is gay and i dont want to present it in front of the class like its stupid :(:(:(:(....and yeah...so, anyways...i havent slept in like a weeek its fuckin stupid liek im soo grouchy too, and like okay i have seasonal depression so like i get all moody and sad and like lets go cut my wrists type thing along with i dont get to sleep either...and i get bad visions and if i get dreams there bad...like very bad....i dont know what to do...i dont think anyone takes me seriously either....but im goin to go to my doctor and get proper sleeping meds that way i'll be able to sleep, or i was thinking just buy a bottle of gravil and take one everynight with my melatonin...cause i'v done that a few times and it works sooo well, other than i always have a pretty bad headache in the morning....im just not doing very good i hate it soo much i just wanna sleep and like die....that would be good...but i guess i cant do that now can i?? ....dom, crystal, beccah, and asia, and hannah i think are all coming down tommoro...im excited but i thought i would eb more excited...i only get excited somtimes....and other times i just wanna go lay down and sleep and like never wake up i know im not gunna get much sleep when there here and im scared that theres gunna be a little fight not saying names but well yall know who you are...and yeah its gunna be tiering i have to work friday and sunday i think but i get saturday off i have to work from 4-5:40 though oh yay!!! im sooo excited about that but at least i get off at 5:40 which is okay cause my brothers b-day party is at 6:00 so it should be fine/....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;anyways im off post laters bye@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-116309425984086905?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/116309425984086905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=116309425984086905' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/116309425984086905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/116309425984086905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-yeah-im-sitting-in-class-im-doin.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-116192658757057691</id><published>2006-10-26T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T11:02:45.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Theres some pics at the bottom k:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Heey Hey havent posted in a while soo sorry bout that yeah im kinda like blonde haha i lost my username and pass so i just figured out how to get it back now lol.... anyways hmm wuts new wit me??? well i now have like blonde hair lol i also have a wonderful b/f his name is clayton at first my mom Hated him but even tho she dosent want to addmit it i think she's starting to like him ... he's 21 i think thats why she dint like him lol but w/e....ummmm YOUTH COUCILS WAS FACKIN AWSOME!! loved iti have to say, umm we got to stay in girls stafff house soo fricken sweet...but uhhh i like apperantly accourding to my nutritionist have like a 99% chance of having celiac disease yeah its awsome and i cant have glueten or dairy or citris....so i was sick lots i almost was forced to go to the hospital....not fun not fun at all...umm im workin at dominos again but diffrent manager YEAH shes awsome i love working with her im also do like full time daycare but my mom had to take half of that over ....it wasent working with my schedual lol....but yeah anyways heyyyy dude my family and i are doin our christmas on the 15th its gunna rock and the were doin and ourreach dinner on the 23rd and then on the 25th were going into one of the old age homes and spending time with them and bring them cookies and flowers and any kind of gifts we can get...we dont have alot on Money so we dont know how much we can do ohhhh but also on the 23rd (by the way this is all in dec) but on the 23rd that night i get to go and hand out stocking too all the homeless ppls and like so into the shealters and like the needal drops and like rehab centers itsss sooo exciting i did it last yeah and omg IM STOKED to to it again like they people were sooo happy and like i felt so good doin it uhh little things like that makes my heart sing...but yeah so anyone that wants to do that its with Xtreame Outreach....its goin to be soooo fun and also i think we need vollenteeers for the dinner well its more like 3 dinners i think there all free there ment for like the homeless and low income people but like anyone can go and last year we made the new AND AND the fricken Mayor came and helped tooo it was sooo cool oh yeah and we also give PRESENTS out to all the kids in Blanshard court well anyone that knows victoria would know blanshard and its history but anyways my point is that all the familys livin ther have very lil money and so its sooooo coool to help provide so VOLLENTEERS PLZ....so if anyones interested calll me (1250) 888-8804, or my home # is (1250) 220-4660.....but yeah umm imm gunan go to beddderz pce love yah alll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c72/Jeff_kohan/untitledhh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robbie and ben Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c72/Jeff_kohan/untitledyy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Anna Cameron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c72/Jeff_kohan/nn.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Clayton(bad pic of me, but a good shot of my new hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c72/Jeff_kohan/Copyofuntitled.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Miss Tasha(gunna miss you)&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-116192658757057691?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/116192658757057691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=116192658757057691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/116192658757057691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/116192658757057691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm.html' title='hmm?'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115666325780759061</id><published>2006-08-27T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:20:57.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Well its been a while ... let me see...i am sixteen now haha...best birthday party ever it was a suprise ....scared the shat outa me :P lol but it was amazin thanks everyone who helped out ....&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;umm i also found out about a week ago that another one of my best friends died her name was julie...such an amazin person but stuggled with deppression and stuff...she went to go jump off a cliff but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;decided not too but slipped...soo it was pretty tragic...she actually died on the 31 of july i dint find out till aug, 18 so i dint get a chance to go to the funeral....my mom wants me to go to grief coucelin i think i might &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.... umm what eles has happend...I GOT A TATTOO yay lol...yeha so a diffrent friend well most of my sister died in may ...and it was her birthday on aug 19 (HAPPY BIRTHDAY KALA LOVE YOU SOO MUCH MISS YOU SO MUCH)...so i got a tattoo for her its on my upper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;back it says "into his arms" in a rainbow shape between my shoulder blades and down my spine it says "KALA" its really pretty i realy like it...umm so also for her mom because my mom and her mom have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;best friends since they were 13 we went up to nanaimo on the 21st and spent time with vicky (kalas mom)....which was alot of fun...i went a slept over at my dad too on the last night it was fun... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;then he took us over to vancouver i was a day early haha lovin it...nicole and beracah were suprised i think :P:P had an amazing time at i think its called Knee drill haha it was aswome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;really gave me a chance to kinda find god all over again i was kinda goin off my path for a second there...but i was really saddend...because well everyone got mad at me for smokin and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;that...and i also found out matt kissed this other girl i mean w/e i liked him everyone knows that(UNFORTINATLY) but yeha that kinda hurt ontop of him like gettin harshly mad at me for smokin again...oh man and im such a fricken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;chicken i couldent even talk to him about it ....like i sorta mentioned it RIGHT befour he left...but im dissapointed in myself cause that was prolly the last time i was gunna talk to him and it was ruined by ackwardness....and i really enjoy our talked on the comp so i thought they might have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;just as good in person but well...ACKWARDNESS....but yeah anyways...im not smokin again just so ppl know.. OH and aww im soo happy andy mac and beracah are finally OFFICAL yay.... PARTY..haha.......j/k....well i am happy for them :P....but a party im a lil crazy.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i really miss everyone like its sooo saddenin like really i dont know what to do...im gunna cry thats what ill do ...*CRYS*...yeah uhhum....crystal and jeff kissed *COUGH*...i dint say that...*COUGH* yes thats right KISSED*cough cough* yepp...so it was interestin but i love vancouver and deff will be back soon im lovin it pce out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115666325780759061?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115666325780759061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115666325780759061' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115666325780759061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115666325780759061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115570202897233178</id><published>2006-08-15T21:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:20:28.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ahhh today has been good, and by the way my mom has been nice to me yay....anyways...met with nicole and beracah at like 12 at there house and ate our pie, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;thats we made the night befour but it was more like soup pie hahaha, but yeah we baked it the night befour,... but yeah nicole and beracah were both in the weirdest but funniest moods today so that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;was a major higlight haha i laugh so much of the day....we ended up goin to this all you can eat buffet, chinese foood mmmmmm, but i almost threw up i ate a chicken joint...well spat it out i was really like grossed out haha it was kinda funny...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i dont think ill ever be able to eat chicken again...then after that we went to old navey nicole got an awsome outfit toataly gorgeous in it sooo flattering, then went to the Salvation army...then went to  mayfair...and walked aroud for a bit and B nded up gettin this shirt at costa blanka which looks soooooo good so good lol , but we dint find pants to go with it soo that actually i dont know why but made me angry and really dissapointed ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;like i hate it when me and friends are lookin for somthing and dont find it oh yeah and while we were in the food court okay wait while we were entering the mall my sunglasses broke and then i thought i fixed them but while we were in the food court i realized i hadent and yeha it was making me really mad because it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was just one spot one lil spot that would get fixed and it was peeing me off sooo badely, so i ended up sqishin them and throwing them away...nicole and B told me not to but i said that if i had kept them i would have smashed them on our table repeadetly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115570202897233178?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115570202897233178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115570202897233178' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115570202897233178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115570202897233178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahhh-today-has-been-good-and-by-way-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115553149769083305</id><published>2006-08-13T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T21:58:17.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MAN im hurting so bad right now....my heart is so heavy and i cant stop crying like, i really fucked up and like i told my mom im not a virgin but i din't tell her at first that it was more than one guy...well today i told her there was more than one guy and man....she is mad she wont talk to me she wont look at me, she dint even deiny (cant spell) that i wasent  a slut...and like i havent felt so low in a really loong time like,  i knwo that i did my part i litsened to god and stuff, and he forgives me, but i havent felt like this since befour camp and i hate it so yeah if you have any sugestions im here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115553149769083305?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115553149769083305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115553149769083305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115553149769083305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115553149769083305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/08/man-im-hurting-so-bad-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115545593352721169</id><published>2006-08-13T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T01:05:20.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WARNING VERRY DETAILED(not sutible for younger children)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;okay...sooo i made this song/poem a couple months ago now i was really struggeling with some things from my past, and what were happend at that time, i think i might have been on drugs when i made this the poem has been alterd and parts have been cut out for gorey or personal reasons, but most of this is my life and what had happend, what my friends where doin at the time,i also gave it to my mom as a suicide letter had the cops escort me home..... and so on and so forth,, pls dont judge me or think im crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Dont Judge Me For Everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Most days i wish i was never born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I wish i was that unborn baby that died &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;inside the stomach of a thirteen year old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;and when i came out i fell into the F*cken toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;and was flushed away, carried away, taken away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;that way i wouldent have to feel the pain i would feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;when i was born.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I wouldent have to picture myself 15 sittin on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;of a bridge with slit wrists, and f*cken blood running,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;and its pouring, its rainin, i could just slip away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I wasent f*cken planned my f*cken daddy din't want me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;thats why he left, walked out the door,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Siannara baby goodbye, i hate to see you cry but i dont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;wanna be a f*cken family no more, You f*cken coward,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I saw you walk out that door, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;And man after you used to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;be a whore, Now look whats your baby gunna be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;cant you see, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;You and mom will have to scrape her off a highway, or peel her off a f*ucken &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;road where she fell and died, Take the knife outa her throte so she couldent cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;find the blood between her legs and know befour she died she was raped,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;scraped ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;got in a f*cken scrap learned to rap, your f*cken daughter was a G'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;but you wouldent see you had to just leave her be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;She's a f*cken alcoholic and died, she overdosed on pure f*cken Alcohol B!tch,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Give me some XTC(extacy) i'll take 10 caps see what it does to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;i can feel the heroin in my vains, that shit i havent done in 3 days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;But its still there, You notice it, it will always be there, but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;befour i die i'll fucken break into a bitches house, slit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;some throtes hang the from the roof,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;then i'll go back the next night, and you better be sayin your prayers tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;i'll paint there f*cken walls with blood, i'll kill her unborn child, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;slit his throte, i'll make her cry and then she'll die,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;i'll hang her from a rope, then i pce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;When i go to the morge after im dead, the cases will open &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;and i'll be raped again even after im f*cken dead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;I'll scream inside, but i wont be able to hide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;and so your all at my funeral mournin my death, but i dont want that,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;you cheat death, i want you all to go home and drink your sorrrows away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;Let a mother f*cker p!ss on my grave, im not really there, i was never there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;i was already dead, burned f*cken alive, from all the lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;So there, there's no real body just an empty casket, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;almost like i was never made, my mom and dad planned my brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;and daddy stayed, they all lived happily ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;B!TCH THATS HOW IT WAS MADE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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children)'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115544488017195911</id><published>2006-08-12T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T21:54:40.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFESSIONS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;WOW... crazzzzy night  for me last night man i never wanna go through the guilt and humility i went through again man, so ill tell you about it... &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it was like 3 in the morning and me my mom and my brother were all still up and i really felt god tellin me to tell my mom somthing that had been buggin me for a while... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;so i went outside to where she was and explained one of the real reasons for quiting my job was for the sexual abuse,  and that jazz and i really dint want to tell her the next thing but i did she kinda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;guessed it which i thought she would but it was that im not a virgin and that i gave myself away to a 23 year old ...and told her that i had been involved with some pretty messed up people, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and man im suprised and very proud of her but she toook it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMAZINGLY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;well like i thought she'd freak but she understands that i have changed and i dint this so we can have trust in out relationship and she just said you are only human people make mistake, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but i was just so scared she like wouldent love me or like not want to talk to me ever again but i feel pretty good about telling her .... oh and if anybody know a good site for hebrew simbols and signs and stuff tell me im lookin for the simbol of PURITY, and STRENGTH, and YESHUA thx :):):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115544488017195911?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115544488017195911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115544488017195911' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115544488017195911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115544488017195911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/08/confessions.html' title='CONFESSIONS'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115509619202161701</id><published>2006-08-08T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:45:48.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just a few things i wanna do somtime in my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Go to These places&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Hawaii&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Germany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-England&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-France&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Brooklyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Isreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;-Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Crazy things??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Bunjee jump&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Sky dive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Get a tattoo (in 10 days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Do a Really crazy stunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-Finish School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Go to medical school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-Become a Doctor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-Be a doctor in diffrent countys of need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-I want to learn to play guitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-Piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;-And drums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-I want to be able to learn one other language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-French&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Hebrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Spanish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;-Russian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-I want to find a decent guy, who actually cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Get married on a beach &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-have two or three kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Live in a decent house with a BEAUTIFUL garden &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;-Live in a diffrent counrty for a year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115509619202161701?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115509619202161701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115509619202161701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115509619202161701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115509619202161701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-few-things-i-wanna-do-somtime-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115505802329209130</id><published>2006-08-08T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T10:27:03.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Duck &amp; the Devil&lt;br /&gt;There was a little boy visiting his grandparents on their farm. He was given&lt;br /&gt;a slingshot to play with out in the woods. He practiced in the woods, but he&lt;br /&gt;could never hit the target. Getting a little discouraged, he headed back for&lt;br /&gt;dinner. As he was walking back he saw Grandma's pet duck.&lt;br /&gt;Just out of impulse, he let the slingshot fly, hit the duck square in the&lt;br /&gt;head, and killed it. He was shocked and grieved.&lt;br /&gt;In a panic, he hid the dead duck in the wood pile, only to see his sister&lt;br /&gt;watching! Sally had seen it all, but she said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;After lunch the next day Grandma said, "Sally, let's wash the dishes." But&lt;br /&gt;Sally said, "Grandma, Johnny told me he wanted to help in the kitchen." Then&lt;br /&gt;she whispered to him, "Remember the duck?" So Johnny did the dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Later that day, Grandpa asked if the children wanted to go fishing and&lt;br /&gt;Grandma said, "I'm sorry but I need Sally to help make supper." Sally just&lt;br /&gt;smiled and said," Well that's all right because Johnny told me he wanted to&lt;br /&gt;help." She whispered again, "Remember the duck?" So Sally went fishing and&lt;br /&gt;Johnny stayed to help.&lt;br /&gt;After several days of Johnny doing both his chores and Sally's ... he&lt;br /&gt;finally couldn't stand it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;He came to Grandma and confessed that he had killed the duck. Grandma knelt&lt;br /&gt;down, gave him a hug, and said, "Sweetheart, I know. You see, I was standing&lt;br /&gt;at the window and I saw the whole thing, but because I love you, I forgave&lt;br /&gt;you. I was just wondering how long you would let Sally make a slave of you."&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day and every day thereafter?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever is in your past, whatever you have done... and the devil keeps&lt;br /&gt;throwing it up in your face (lying, cheating, debt, fear, bad habits, hatred&lt;br /&gt; anger, bitterness, etc.) ...whatever it is....You need to know that God was&lt;br /&gt;standing at the window and He saw the whole thing..... He has seen your&lt;br /&gt;whole life. He wants you to know that He loves you and that you are forgiven&lt;br /&gt;He's just wondering how long you will let the devil make a slave of you.&lt;br /&gt;The great thing about God is that when you ask for forgiveness, He not only&lt;br /&gt;forgives you, but He forgets ..... It is by God's grace and mercy that we&lt;br /&gt;are saved.&lt;br /&gt;God is at the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115505802329209130?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115505802329209130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115505802329209130' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115505802329209130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115505802329209130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/08/duck-devil-there-was-little-boy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115467831882398670</id><published>2006-08-04T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T00:58:38.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so today was okay...went shoping and swimming...then went and saw "john tucker must die" really good movie i loved it, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it reminded me of this guy i used to like we were like kinda together anyways thats not the point he liked me i liked him for the longest time since i was eight...untill about a year or two ago...yeah... i just thougth it would have been fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;to show him what it was like to get your heart broken lol...but he moved...ANYWAYS...enough ashley enogh....im really having a hard time with like my image these day and like guys and especially what guys think of me i dont know whats wrong with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;like i usually dont care about this kind of stuff but really...like personally i think its my new hair cut it makes me look like a boy...and im gettin fat....and with my hair cut and being fat at the same time i really dont look good in dressy things anymore its really sad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;like i dont know i think guys prolly think im like a dike or somthing ....i dunnno i mean i used to have guys chasing me and like the one guy i really like i cant even seem to get i mean it prolly sounds wrong but i dont even like him for like physical reasons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i just really like him...but hey w/e i dont care im over it .....or i will be in like a day or two...i hope....i just need to focus on somthign eles...like loosing weight ...and gettin my hair back god....and ill try to like not talk to him for a while...mabey i dont know its kinda gay but w/e, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;mabey ill rethink everything and write a new post after i'v actually had proper sleep k...okay ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115467831882398670?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115467831882398670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115467831882398670' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115467831882398670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115467831882398670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115449784834098045</id><published>2006-08-01T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:50:48.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wow nanaimo was soo much fun, lol went to the lake like everyday haha at like 9 i went skinny dippin just me and my friend ashlee so i dint matter &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i did somthing bad tho i smoked a whole cig this time :( i swear it gets worse everytime....it was with my father too and let me say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i could actually not like him very much right now he treats me like i dont have feelings like im a bother like he seemed to always want to get rid of me .... he loves his friends more than me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; it feels horrible...i dont know what to do like all my life i was searching for a man that wasent there a man to love me and i reilized it was because i dont have my dad i have been searching...and i finally reilized that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;i may never get a father in life and human form but i'll always have my father YHWY....which was kinda hard for me at first but i do reilize that i dont need my dad or a boyfriend or any othe guy to make me feel good, having gods love and just living for him being high on him is all i need...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; but yeah...lol .... somthing funnny happend today ashlee's day came and pick me and ashlee and ashlee's brother andrew up and when we were driving we turned this corner and heard like a thump &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i guess andrew had forgot that he put his laptop on top of the roof LMAO it was soo funny ...i tryed so hard to keep my laughter in lol....anyways im a go for now bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115449784834098045?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115420388152065550</id><published>2006-07-29T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T13:11:21.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;AAAHHHHHH im sooo angry today i hate this stupid fricking gay day like the worst my brother is always treating me like shit like seriously i dont even know how longer i can take it &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;i actually wanted to punch him in the face really hard and i would have enjoyed it i should feel liek this towards my brother but he makes me crazy ...and my lil sister &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;is always giving me sooo much adittuide like shes only seven but i dont shes soo smart for her age and very spoiled so like i dont even know how to control her like she just dosent litsen....and like im used to being in my own space or having my own space to go when i feel like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this but my room is being occuppied at the moment and its really hard for me like i love vicky and all but i hate feeling like this and like people just have been giving me trouble ever since i got up and like befour i accpeted god into my life the never did this because they were scared i'd run off or do somthing eles but know they know im not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;gunna do that so i feel liek there taking advantage of me like when i was like that i would have like punch my brother yelled and sweared at my mom just blowen up right but im trying to be good...follow YHVW's rules and shit but omg its soooo hard i feel liek im gunna break like i dont even know what to do i want to call somone but i hate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bothering people with my problems like it seems like i always have so many problems all the time ...i wish i could just ......i dont know...fuck the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115420388152065550?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115420388152065550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115420388152065550' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115420388152065550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115420388152065550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/07/aaahhhhhh-im-sooo-angry-today-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115406781854745642</id><published>2006-07-27T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T23:23:38.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YEAH greatest day lol...i slep over at my friend amys house last night(lives next door) haha...and we had STUFFED TOMMATOS crazy eh soo good tho..and a whole pinapple, woke up in such a good mood like unbeliveabley good mood...did VBS then picked up vicky got a really COOL poster...my best friend died in march  her mom &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and my mom are like best friends ever since there were 10 i think but anyways it was really exciting....then i went to my and berecahs lil dock and tanned and spent time with jesus...stopped  by at berecahs ...then left with amy to the prayer room ...then like jim, berecah, nicole, chella met us there we were goin to gfo to glad tidings but they were at willows beach...the others dint wanna come so me and amy went lol we met these cool foreigners.....lol SOOO cool amy aske done of them if she could play his guitar..and he let her and we were like singin godly songs and stuff but then she broke his guitar sting :( really sad...then we played moon walked race with this homless guy named edmond...it was really cool he dint knwo how to moon walk tho  but yeah had a GREAt day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115406781854745642?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115406781854745642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115406781854745642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115406781854745642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115406781854745642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah-greatest-day-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115387894842609557</id><published>2006-07-25T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T18:55:48.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;So Today has been a really good day mostly lol did VBS then Cleaned my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;messy room lol now it looks perfect for my &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;company thats coming down form nanimo im so excited:):)...but i'v really been struggeling with some things in my past these past couple days &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;like really badley, and today i was talking with a friend ...and like at first what they told me dint bother me but i kinda thought about it and now its really discouraging because if they can slip (which dosent really seem like them) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then i defently can and im like prone to sliping lol so i just went to the prayer rooms for a while and prayed about it and like everything thats bothering me and i feel a bit better i believe in myself, i beleive that i can do this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; and if i slip i'll learn from my mistake and i know that god will forgive me...but another thing thats bothering me is hiding somthing from somone thats really close to me i feel like im living a double life but im only &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;doing it to protect them like if i told them what i had done it would break there heart and like they'd be mad, disapointed, mabey reject me for a while and i really don't want that were gettin along soo well right now better then ever..and i dont want to ruin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;it i know i will have to tell sooner or later but i really dont feel like its the time right now, but if i dont say somthing now i might be making the hugest mistake ...it might hurt them more later than now an di just dont know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i feel like crying everytime i think about it...they things people do befour they find god ...i dont know what to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115387894842609557?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115387894842609557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115387894842609557' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115387894842609557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115387894842609557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/07/so-today-has-been-really-good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115380296590699565</id><published>2006-07-24T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:49:25.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Crazzzzzy...okay so its been a while since i posted....&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okay so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt; friday i ended up watching movies with a couple people then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me, Beracah, Kyle, Jim, Scott, Tasha, and joey all went to the prayer room....from like 1-4 AM!!!....crazy night like i mean crazy so much partying , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Me and tasha and joey and scott quickly went to the whale wall to try and find my friends mom who's been on the streets and that is dying from using...but we din't find her it was kinda weird tho because we met this mexican guy and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;like i just stop doing like bad things and like the whole night was about temptation like the mexican guy offerd us weed, we of course said no...LIKE hello goin to the prayer room high yeah right?....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then like about an hour or so into being there i went outside to get some air i was really feeling overwhelmed being in there...and while i was out there i met this guy that lived in the ARC  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;we talked alot about god and like how being on the street wasent fun and i thought he thought i was homeless hehe...but anyways befour i went back inside &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANOTHER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;temptation :(:(:( &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;He offered me a smoke and like it had only been a lil while since i quit...so it was really hard but i managed to say NO!!! thank you...lol....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then me and tasha had gone to the store and on the way back we met this guy &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OMG &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he was kinda creepy ...he was like he ladies mind if we walk and smoke...and like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TEMPTATIONS GLORE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;at first we were like no thanks and stuff but he kept pressing on like wanting us to smoke it was really weird...i took like a puff :( bad me i know but i was like no i can tdo this...and so we walked back to the prayer rooms and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we were talkin about god and this guy like he was making nooo sence ONE: he was drunk, TWO: he was high to...so like he kept saying we were god because god was in us...and like he kept sayin not to judge him ...we invited him in and that went a lil crazy like he was yelling and berecah and tasha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;and saying he was gunna puch jim in the face its was a lil scary...but he finnally left saying that he hated us but loved us really weird but yeah...that was that night....crazy night i tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115380296590699565?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115380296590699565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115380296590699565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115380296590699565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115380296590699565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/07/crazzzzzy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31438378.post-115345995380147880</id><published>2006-07-20T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T22:32:33.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End of Days??</title><content type='html'>So i was reading this with my mom and thought i would share it with whoever i could...:) Enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 Days of Creation = 6000 Years; 7th Day Sabbath (Rest) - 1000 Years (Millennium).= total 7000&lt;br /&gt;For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.&lt;br /&gt;Ps 90:4&lt;br /&gt;But, beloved, be not ignorant of this one thing, that one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day. 2 Pet 3:8&lt;br /&gt;For in six days the LORD made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and rested the seventh day: wherefore the LORD blessed the Sabbath day, and hallowed it. Exod 20:11&lt;br /&gt;In Bereshith (Genesis) and Shemot (Exodus), we are told how YHVH made all things in six days, and on the Seventh Day (Shabbat-Sabbath) He ceased from His labour. Why did He do this? YHVH set up the seven-day Divine Plan within which the Messianic Redemption would be fulfilled according to the promise made to the Patriarch Abraham:. In Abraham's "SEED" shall ALL the nations of the earth be Blessed (Gn 22:18; Gn 26:4).&lt;br /&gt;YHVH foreknew precisely what He was going to accomplish before His Divine Plan of Redemption was commenced. I am YHVH, and there is none else; I am YHVH, and there is none like Me, DECLARING THE END FROM THE BEGINNING, and from ancient times the THINGS THAT ARE NOT YET DONE, saying, My counsel shall stand, and I WILL DO ALL MY PLEASURE: Calling a ravenous bird from the east, the man that executes My counsel from a far country: yea, I HAVE SPOKEN IT, I WILL ALSO BRING IT TO PASS; I HAVE PURPOSED IT, I WILL ALSO DO IT. Isa 46:8-11&lt;br /&gt;Unto me, the most inferior of all saints, was this Grace given, that I should preach among the nations the unsearchable riches of the Messiah, and to enlighten all to the administration of THE MYSTERY WHICH HAS BEEN HIDDEN SINCE THE BEGINNING OF THE WORLD BY YHVH, who Created all things through Yesuah; according to THE DIVINE PLAN OF THE AGES which he purposed in YHVH, Yeshuah the messiah, our Lord. Eph 3:8-9,11&lt;br /&gt;YHVH Creation was to echo Redemption by defining a "day" as 1000 years (Ps 90:4; 2 Pet 3:8 quoted above). From beginning to end, it was determined by YHVH that mankind was to have only 6 "days" (6000 years) to live out his time on earth. On the Seventh Day, the "Day" of the Lord (Millennium), Yesuah Himself would intervene into human affairs and usher-in the Kingdom of YHVH on the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Our Father in the Heavens, Hallowed be Your Name. Let Your Kingdom come. Let Your Will be done as in theHeavens, so also on the earth. Matt 6:9-13&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31438378-115345995380147880?l=god-slave.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/feeds/115345995380147880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31438378&amp;postID=115345995380147880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115345995380147880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31438378/posts/default/115345995380147880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://god-slave.blogspot.com/2006/07/end-of-days.html' title='End of Days??'/><author><name>Ashley</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14147485408105290901</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_T5XZnn4Ac20/SZJ4sOqarjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/26LddbQIBjE/S220/026.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
