I effing love corgis. I want one so bad!!
A tragic collision in the 2012 Derptathlon. Cones of shame all around.
Reblogged again just because it makes me laugh every time I see it and this caption made me laugh harder.
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I effing love corgis. I want one so bad!!
A tragic collision in the 2012 Derptathlon. Cones of shame all around.
Reblogged again just because it makes me laugh every time I see it and this caption made me laugh harder.
(Source: rraaaarrl)
FINAL FOUR!! I cannot believe my Jayhawks are going to the Final Four. I am extremely blessed to be going to THE best school for college basketball. There is so much love, support, and school spirit here that you cannot help but to get chills every time you walk on campus and see Allen Fieldhouse. I was fortunate enough to shoot Sunday night at Allen to welcome back the team after they returned from St. Louis. Above are a few pictures.
On another note, I took a picture of Darrell Stuckey last year for an article. To this day it is the piece that I am most proud of. I got an email asking to use my picture for a book. I am truly blessed here at Kansas and I have one of the most amazing jobs that a college photographer could have.
But with all of that said, please keep me in your prayers so that I can keep succeeding in the trade that I love and to keep going even when I don’t want to.
Rock Chalk!
So this has been my life the past five months. College basketball. Pretty much every weekend for the past five months I have been to five different states and six different Big XII schools. I am tired. I am worn down. I am fed up with everyone’s bullshit. But most important of all, I am growing and learning. I am currently in Arkansas to cover the Women’s NCAA Tournament. I am ready for March Madness to end so I can have my life back.
My life has been a whirlwind the past couple months. School started back up again, meaning so did the Kansan. And while I love the chaos in my life, there is something always in the back of my mind telling me that I need to slow down.
Yesterday I was assigned my first story. The sports editor called me two hours before the game and the converstation went something like this:
Max: Ashleigh, how would you like to start your journalism career, today?!
Me: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Yes?
So that was pretty much it. I was assigned the softball game that I was shooting and I was freaking out. I know shit about softball. But with a little help from my friend Hannah who was the softball writer last year, and 350 words later I had my first article. It felt nice to finally have something accomplished. I’ve already been on staff for two semesters now and I finally get to start writing.
I’ve also been getting really homesick lately. Just a bunch of stupid shit has been going on since summer and it’s nowhere near being resolved. And a bunch of other things that have come up within the past few weeks that people really don’t seem to understand. The only place I feel safe and comfortable is at home. I know things could be ten times worse than they really are and that I have to keep looking at it from that perspective, but it really starts to wear you out.
I have four more days until fall break. Five more days until I get to go to Oklahoma and shoot my first away game.
I am very blessed. And I definitely thank God and everyone else who has given me countless opportunities to keep proving myself. So the moral of this post is to always see what is right in front of you and to never let a day pass without showing your appreciation.
Well I think summer is officially over. I have one more day here at home, then it’s back to Lawrence for work training then classes to start.
Summer was brutal. A bunch of stuff went on that physically and mentally drained me. I’m just ready to turn a new leaf, and start over with a lot of things in my life. This year is the year for change, I can tell it already.
Life is too short to worry about the small things. Take them. Learn from them. And most of all grow. This year, no reservations. I’m doing things my way.
So in a month and a half I will be seeing Blink-182 for the second time in two years. I am so freaking excited.
Well I’m in the final stretch for summer classes. I have finals on Thursday, then I’m home for two weeks. One of those weeks I will be spending in Colorado for a much needed vacation. And the last week I’m going to spend seeing all my friends while I can.
Summer part 2 is almost over, and I am needing part 3 to get here already.
Wednesday was Warped Tour. And honestly I wasn’t as excited as I had been for the past couple years. I have seen most of the bands I like already except two: Set Your Goals and Terrible Things. SYG was amazing, great show to watch and I made sure I was in the front for them.
For about five years now I have been trying to see Fred Mascherino formerly from Taking Back Sunday and The Color Fred, now in Terrible Things. About four years ago he was at the Cotillion with Chiodos. I begged my mom to let me go. The Cotillion is like 10 minutes from my house and I had people to go with. But she wouldn’t buy it. Fast forward to last years Warped. It was 108* outside and I was about to pass out. So I missed them. They were in KC last fall, but I couldn’t get up there to see them. With them being at this years Warped there was NO WAY that I was going to miss them again. I raced to the inflatable to see what time they played and set an alarm on my phone. As the day goes on I walked past their tent to buy a t-shirt and Fred was there. I freaked out. You know that moment when you meet a huge celebrity that you’ve admired forever? Yea, that was me. I gushed, a bit. Ok, a lot. I had just waited for so long to see him and I got to meet him. I told him that I was a huge fan of everything that he did and told him that my favorite song is Hate To See You Go and he told me that he would play it for me during their set.
I don’t think I have ever had such an amazing experience at a show before. I had finally met someone I admired for so long and got to see them play one of my favorite songs.
I think it’s safe to say that I can really die happy now.
Well today was my last weekend in Wichita for about a month. It really sucks because when I hang out with my friends, all I want to do is stay. I literally threw away my summer and joined what the rest of the world would consider normal life. This is the first summer that I have spent doing school. In a way it made me grow up just a little bit faster than everyone else.
I honestly thought that I was doing what was best for me by staying at school this summer and making it possible for me to graduate on time. But honestly it was probably one of the things i regret the most. I’m finding myself second guessing a lot of the decisions I make now. I would say next summer I’ll come back home and spend it like a normal college student; working and taking classes at WSU and transfer the credits. Buttttttttt that definitely won’t happen. If I apply for summer editor, I’ll probably get it, I’m going to move into an apartment/house with my friend Kristen, and the classes that I’d be taking are classes that I wouldn’t be able to transfer.
Can things just go back to the way they were? Before everything just got totally messed up.
This weekend I shot my first wedding. I took my coworker Travis with me, and thank God for him because we sat around for the longest time just waiting for stuff to happen. But I was so happy to see my friends Sandra and Julian get married.
Next weekend will be my third weekend that I have spent in Wichita. This summer is definitely looking up. I’m just glad that I can be able to go home so often.
Not much for this week. Hopefully next week will bring some better stories. It is going to be 4th of July after all.
So I’m another year older. If I’m another year wiser is yet to be seen. I got to go home and see my family and friends for a few days and not be stuck here.
Right now I’m obsessed with the song “The Curse Of Perfect Days” by Emery. It’s just so beautifully written and composed. It just spoke to me the first time I listened to it. Check it out. It really explained how I felt a few weeks ago.
Life is constantly changing. I’m stubborn and don’t want it to, but then again I want to get out of this rut that I have been stuck in for a few weeks now. I’m going to make it my goal to update this every Sunday of summer. Hopefully it works. Have a good week everyone.