What about bob?

The way I figure, I need sleep.
Even more I need to write.
Not the kind of writing like....

"George Washington crossed the Deleware...."
or
"My annotations of this book represent..."

No Sir.

I do that all the time in school. Write to fill lines. It's terrible. If you're going to make kids write, at least do it on something they care about. Gee.

Soooooooo....

The Journalism Seniors are leaving to St. Louis in November. I'm dying, literally dying to go. I understand why and all, but I think I would enjoy it more than some of the seniors. Anyway...I've come to terms. I'm buying a new Ipod instead. Ho Hum. Not nearly as good as custard in St. Louis but someday I'll go.

I've been fighting sickness the past couple of days. Really I should be in bed right now. Ho hum.

I really like this boy.

Golly, I haven't had it this bad in forever.

And my boss screamed today.

"Hitler"...ha.

And I didn't go to school today.

Because I was sick.

Becuase I do stuff like this at midnight.

Life is stressful.

But I like a boy.

And he's sweet like sunshine.

=)

Whef.

For the most part, my life is great (I can't complain anyway.)

In comes the guy....

I know you read the last post and thought "That Allee girl must hate males!"

Not true.

I love them.

Lots.

Especially this one...

Hehe...

He has an amazing smile =)

Anywho, this post was totally pointless, but guess what else?

GGGGGGGGGGGGGGNNNNNOOOO is TTTOMMMMORRROW!

I'm way excited to have some "Girl Chat" time.

Exclamation point.

The inevitable coupledum

The inevitable coupledum.

Three months ago, none of my friends would even think about getting into a relationship. No, no, they said. It's a terrible thing.

Three months later their ALL in relationships. With each other. Pretty much sucks. It's not like I don't want them to be happy, it's just hard on my selfish little mind.

So when people asked me "Are you going to Homecoming?", I would give them a happy little answer and trot away.

Apparently going to one dance is mighty important, because three of my best friends went to have fun, and came back with a boy/girlfriend.

One night.

I'm not saying that I wouldn't, it's just weird. A little boggling.

Like I said, I'm glad for them. It's fun and games when you're in "Love" but it's not that simple either.

Unless, of course, your name is Taylor or Jessica ;)

Here's the other thing:

I did not go to Homecoming because I couldn't. I could have asked a guy, or got a slummy guy. The thing is, I know I'm better than that. I don't really have one "Guy" per say on my radar, I'm just playing the game.

Isn't being a teenager glorious?

A little bit of alleeism

Yes, alleeism. It should be a religion.

Fat kid who eat too many Cheeto only get fatter.

When life gives you lemons, squirt them in peoples eyes.

It's Ubiquitous you bestie.

Hair belongs on a camel, not on your face.

Dumb people are made like that so I can laugh at them.

The best thing about me is you.

If Silence is golden, and duct tape is silver, what does that make me?

Our first issue

So it's done. Our first issue came out today. I was greeted at the door with "The printer put in the wrong draft and Presidential is spelled wrong on the front cover". It pretty much went downhill from there. Re-reading my own stuff even made me cringe. My edits didn't get into the issue becuase of the printer, so it just sounds terrible. My insight is that we didn't work together enough. I felt like we more individulized or in small groups than in a "staff". I had my part in that, of course. The past few weeks have been so stressful that I haven't even had energy to get to know anybody. Well, what's done is done. Next time we'll do better, I'm sure of at least that. I guess I had my expectations set really high and it's hard to know that personally, I didn't meet what I was expecting of myself. Today has been terrible, and I of all people, hate bad days. I don't really want to expand on anything else, just vent a lot. I know that this whole post sounds like I'm blmaing everybody else, but that's the farthest thing from the truth. I'm just burned out, and haven't slept much this week. My friends are expecting me to be at the game tonight too, and quite frankly that's exactly what I don't want. I don't want to put on a smile and pretend that I'm feeling okay.

And Dylan,
I'm pretty mad at what you pulled today. Get over yourself.

Vent.

Oh, I'm not going to homecoming, in case I haven't mentioned it before (ha)

Mah theenks

I am living on 3 1/2 hours of sleep right now.
wOO hOO.
I think I shall nap.

It takes too many muscles to frown

I don't know why, but I feel really good.

Actually, I do know.

I am succeeding.

I know I can do it, because I am. Right now.

I'm accomplishing what I love, and loving what I accomplish.

I have the most spectacular teachers this year.

I'm busy...

But it's a good kind of busy.

The kind that gives you a spectacular feeling at the end of the day, when you lay down.

The kind that makes you say, I am me and nobody can change that.

The kind that makes homework bearable.

The kind that keeps you on your toes.

I am exhausted.

But it feels like I'm on top of the world,

and that for once, it's not on top of me.

I love hugs, and hellos.

And laughing 'till I want to cry.

and sometimes crying because it's okay.

And sometimes having meltdowns.

And just being me.

And writing of course, I love writing.

And life.

Because no matter what happens, God is there for me.

And that's all I need.

Evensen the movie

I found this on Youtube, and obiously thought it was the funniest thing ever.
Really, I had nothing to do with this.

Humph

I wish I was Winnie the Pooh. All that bear has to worry about is honey and making sure Piglet doesn't kill himself. Plus, he can say HUMPH as many times as he wants and NOBODY gets mad at him. Silly little willy all stuffed with fluff.
I have so much homework to do...I have to revise my articles at least one more time...I need to practice piano...but I'm sitting here. Typing intangible words nobody will ever read. I tried to go to night games tonight, but I couldn't find the church. All my friends that weren't at night games were at the drama club social. gag.
Today at work though...classic.
There were these girls that wouldn't rotate on time, so Jake made them spray the deck. Believe me, spraying the deck is NOT that bad, but they decided to throw a cow.
"#$%@ YOU JAKE! AHHHHHHH!" Really, it was terrible, but sometimes....people just deserve stuff I guess.

Guess what? I WANT TO GO TO HOMECOMING. I even have a really gorgeous dress and everything. Think a want ad in the paper would be to desperate? ;) Really though, I just want to go. I've kind of come to terms with the fact I'm probably not, and really I'm okay with it, but really, it would be nice. I have about four guys in mind. GASH. GEE. GOLLY. WHIZ.
TB,MS,SW,MS...takea nice guess at the mess. poet.

shall I know what I don't?

I feel like I should know what I'm doing with my life. Heck, I'm an adult in 14 months. Being an adult is highly overrated. They have jobs and car payments and children. Actually, I have a job. Actually I have a car payment. At least I don't have any children that I know of . It's like sometimes life attacks you at the most random of times and all you can do is sit. frozen. to. the. wall. Me thinks I might change my major again. The thought of Journalism is attractive, but I'm not 100% me. I'm leaning more 'tword English. the way I'm going I'll be a thirty year old sophomore majoring in auto-repair. I take that back, I love the men that fix my car, I just wouldn't want to be one. This is what I know:
I love people.
I love the stories people tell.
I can't stand science.
I'm an Entrepreneur.
I love kids.
I love to write.
Math is just that. Math.
I can't draw.


If there was a career path in texting, I would have my doctorate. I wonder if I can major in facebook...

The Big 50

Cute Cousins
My Family
The whole posse
These are just a couple photos from my granparents 5oth wedding anniversery :]

In Love.

I'm in love...
with the water.
Slicing through, all my problems seems to sink to the bottom.
What can I say, I love to swim!

Today was sooooo much fun! I swam laps this morning, then went to the U for concessions. It was completley crazy, but really a lot of fun too :] I'm feeling pretty good right now, even if I smell like stale pretzels and coke. I HATE COKE. WoOoOo HoOo!