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.