G2: The Experience

This isn't what I anticipated using this blog for, but I'm going to share anyway!


So this weekend, I attended Starfury's G2 Glee convention. It was incredibly pricey, and there were debates as to whether or not it was worth the money they charged. In my humble opinion, it most definitely was.
The guests were Curt Mega, Ashley Fink, Max Adler and Steven Tobolowsky. I have to say, they were absolutely fantastic. I have to say, I was more excited about meeting Curt, Ashley and Max, but Steven turned out to be great too. Right from the beginning at the opening night meet and greet, he was captivating. He only had a few minutes to speak to a small group of us, but he had as hanging on every word. You could tell that he was putting thought into what he was saying, and he had such a strange way of making things make sense.
Meeting Max Adler was wonderful. I feel like I could have said a lot more to him, but didn't really get the opportunity. I could have talked about how affected I was by his character's suicide story. In fact, when it was mentioned in the Q and A session, I may have had a small cry, and I wasn't the only one. He's such a friendly guy, and it's obvious that he cares a lot about his supporters. He took the time to get to know his fans, and invested a lot of interest in them, which I thought was admirable. An example of that was with my friend Lucy. We told him she was a singer at the meet and greet, and he promised he would come hear her sing at the party in the night, and he did. He was so encouraging, it made us all smile!
Then there was Curt Mega. I really could talk about this man all day. He is such an inspiring person, and he doesn't even need to try. I have so much admiration for him. He is my go-to person if I'm having a bad day. Everything he says seems to cheer me up, and to know that we have spoken directly, that we have engaged in conversation, and that he is as grateful for us as we are for him means a lot. Before I left, I thanked him for everything he has done for me, and assured him that he has helped me on countless occasions without even realising. He told me that meant the world to him. A lot of people say things like that to their fans, but he's such a sincere person, you know he means it. And I'm incredibly grateful. I don't think I'll ever be able to say that enough.
And then we have Miss Ashley Fink. I'm fairly sure this girl made the whole weekend for me. We are, as she would put it, 'the same kind of crazy'. Everybody constantly reminded me of how similar we are. However, I can assure that she is so much funnier than I will ever be. Ashley is hilarious. Her talks were so entertaining, even though she was super awkward in between questions. But once she got going, you could not stop her! She is fierce, inspiring, and altogether amazing. And we got on well too. At the signing, she saw how I spelt my name, and told me it was 'so much cooler' than hers. She said "I want it... in fact, y'know what? I'm having it", and proceeded to write her name with my spelling in her autograph. We also had a little llama-related connection.
I got a llama puppet for my birthday. I absolutely love llamas for some unknown reason, so I took him along and he came in my picture with her. She loved him. It's common knowledge that she and Chris Colfer are best friends, and this weekend, I learned that he has the very same puppet (named Patrick), which simply astounded her. So she took a couple of pictures of myself and Patrick's long-lost British twin, to show to Chris. I think this was perhaps my favourite moment of the weekend. I have an infinite amount of admiration, respect and love for Chris Colfer, so to know that he would even acknowledge my existence is pretty mind-blowing to me. I owe a huge thank you to Ashley for that. She's a fantastic character, and I'd love to meet her again.
So that was a short summary of my brief-but-unforgettable experiences with some of the greatest people I have ever met. Not that I could forget the load of new friends I made along the way. People from the Darren Criss UK Street Team, a bunch of Warblettes (some surprisingly close to home!), the DJ who kept me up until 5am drinking, and so many more!
Over all, it was a fantastic weekend, and I'm grateful for every single person who made it as worthwhile as it was.

Stuck In The Middle

It's difficult being in the middle of a situation. When you know that no matter what you decide, somebody is going to get hurt or offended, or make you feel in the wrong. But there will always be a time where you have to be the bad guy, and make the decision to piss somebody off. 
In my case, the occasion is my 17th birthday party. I could either have it next Friday on Saturday. If I had it on the Friday, one friend would be late because she works until 10pm. If I had it on the Saturday, another friend wouldn't be able to make it because she'll be working until at least 1am. So I chose to hold the party on the Friday night, triggered by the logical thought of preferring somebody turning up late than not at all.
Of course, the consequences were unfavourable, to say the very least.
My good friend who works Fridays is not impressed. She has decided not to come at all because she'll be too tired, which is admittedly annoying or upsetting, or somewhere in between (though nowhere near enough to pick a fight). I feel terrible about it, but it's a decision I had to make. It wasn't as though I prefer the company of the other friend (as her mother so tactfully put it), and it is by no means personal. The fact was, I had to choose between friends, so I let logic make the decision for me. Evidently, logic doesn't agree with everyone. 
But then again, does anything agree with everyone?

Mandatory Introduction Post.

Okay, let's do this.
Hello. I'm Ashleigh. This is my face.

 I'm an extraordinarily ordinary Welsh teenager. I'm generally a boring person. My mind usually contains things I can't have, judgements of passers by, perfect people, food and stress. I am sarcastic. I have strong opinions. I'm rather passionate about a couple of socio-political issues/packages. I swear a lot. I like drinking. I like people-watching. I like listening and I like talking. I can be absent-minded with the rest of them. Sometimes I think about others far too much, and sometimes I'm as selfish as they get. I get inspired easily. I have wonderful ideas, but they never seem to go anywhere. I'm scared of myself and of the future. I look for things to blame the way I feel on. But mostly, I'm a closed off person when it comes to emotion. I don't let people in, and I don't let thoughts and feelings out. I figured this place would be a way to change that. It's not necessarily anonymous, but I can't see this page being a hit with my friends, can you? Maybe it's time to stop holding back and let things out properly, even if it is through technology. 
And so on this blog (which, in advance, I am likely to forget about for considerable chunks of time), maybe I'll spill my guts. Maybe I'll get everything off my chest and hope it feels better. Or I might try it a different way, and express it through a hypothetical situation, like fiction. Maybe I'll just let the drabbles my brain conjures up out. Maybe I'll write bitter, indirect rants about people who piss me off. Maybe a magical twist of all of the above. 
Who knows? 
I don't, so I don't really expect you to. And that's okay.
So here goes nothing. 


Side note: Here is a link to my other blog on tumblr. It mainly consists of people I consider perfect, stuff that makes me laugh, and 'meaningful' quotes. I also write pointless snippets of information, rant about people and answer questions from time to time.


Tumblr.