Keywords of Allee (In no particular order)

family

friends

life

love

journalism

crazy

temple

Tisha

Shawnee

Mom

Dad

Kristen

Alyssa

Bubbles

Boys

Computer

Macs

Socks

Responsibility

Leadership

Honesty

Truth

LDS

Money

For

College

paper

Pencil

Target

Cheese Fries
Yum
Stephen
Pool
Swimming
Lessons

Kids

Editor

production Week

Life

Lessons

Tears

Trials

God

Faith
Paperclip

English

Science

Ira Glass

Effort

Food Bank

Service

Giving

Loving
Recieving

Math

Monsters

Hair

Utah State!

School

Jason

Mission

Lightbulb

Church

Basketball

Utter dud

So many tears today. Sometimes, I think that if I didn't trust people in the first place this wouldn't happen. But that's a terrible way to go through life. I just want to scream and let it all out. I want to kick some kittens and burn some buildings. I'd like to trash a house. Most off all, I just want a hug.

Bing Bang Bong

I am a giant ball of feelings.

Roll me in coconut flakes and you would have an excellent cheeseball.

I have faith that no matter what I choose, it will work out. I know that life throws curveballs and you just gotta take 'em.

But sometimes curveballs hurt, especially when they're chucked at your face.

I have a brain-ache.

Old.ish.

Top Ten Old Things Floating in Allee's Head:

10. Summer after 10th grade. First summer job, at the pool of course. I really, really, don't miss Gene Fullmer. But for the record, it was an amazing/life-changing/super awkward time.

9.Backstreet Boys.

8.First Year of Girl's Camp. Oh. Gee.

7. Bawling my eyes out in math class...twice.

6."trasketball"

5.Having the ability to sing when I was 12. Yeah, lost that.

4.The pink camera lunches

3. Chicken

2.Running Cross in Ninth Grade

1.Leaving a pizza on the wrong doorstep. Sigh.



This is entirely random. I'm having weird flashback moments. Is this what happens when you get old?

I'm selfish.
Stuff like this shouldn't matter.
It's eating at me like a maggot on dead flesh.
That was a beyond disgusting comparison.
I'm happy, but there's so much going through my brain.
I'm just a little on the lost side, I guess.
I need to talk, but I'm pretty sure everybody is already sick of hearing me complain. :)
You know what I need most?
Temple day. Sigh.
And maybe a date.
Also, somebody to answer my college questions.
And a bookstore.
Oh, and somebody to explain math to me.

So selfish.

Bye Bye Bye

Yes it's an oxymoron, but this makes me giggle. Uproariously.

Stupid People

Sometime I think of all the stupid people in the world.
The lifeless, soul-less, gut sucking ones.
The ones who chew thier food in a gwissssh smacking sluuurpish kind of way.
The greasy beer bellied ones.
The ones with smiles and wit that make me float.
The wormy, smooshed ones.

But, they're still people. So I'll treat them as such.

Munching on slices of cranberry bread

Munching on slices of cranberry bread,
I ponder on the cranberries in my bread of life.
The tongue-tingling asinine sting.
Bittersweet, but momentary.
The twinges of pleasure.
The ting as the berry bursts under white horses.
The watering. Of eyes.
The prick.
The grimble-grumble.
I close my eyes.
One. Too. Free.