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Factoids2.wishes she knew exactly who she is 3.is scarily dependent on her computer 4.is definitely NOT a morning person. 5.loves getting IM’s 6.often feels emotionally detached from everyone else 7.wants to live in New York 8.hates wearing skirts 9.procrastinates way to often 10.Looks way too much like her mother, but doesn't mind anymore 11.just broke up with her boyfriend of three years 12.just realized how messy she really is 13.her favorite book is Ender's Game by Orson Scot Card 14.decorates her room with glow in the dark stars 15.loves to act and dance 16.believes in silver linings 17.cries in the shower, no one can hear, and whatever you're crying about just goes down the drain and you don't get puffy eyes 18.would rather be dazzlingly clever than divinely beautiful or angelically good 19.keeps everything 20.drives a beige 76’ Cutlass 21.stole this idea directly from a complete stranger (Hi rebekah) who stole it from someone else, and so on, and so on 22.collects key-chains 23.has never really needed something she hasn't been able to have 24.now knows college is as great as everyone said 25.(still) truly believes that long distance relationships can work 26.given the option would much rather drive than ride 27.loves her family very very much 28.makes the dean list 29.wishes she had applied herself in high school 30.feels in control when she's wearing her docs. 31.has big plans 32.wants to date a boy who can dance 33.falls out of touch with people. and hates it 34.has never felt a serious connection with any of her pets 35.keeps her toenails painted red most of the time 36.wants to have hair long enough to sit on 37.every time she has ever met with a teacher about something serious, has walked out the door and almost burst into tears. 38.can't finish this sentence: if I could have one super power, it would be... 39.is wondering when the breakdown will occur 40.is never quite sure what to expect with any of her relationships 41.isn’t quite sure she wants to know 42.listens to country music when she’s depressed 43.has had a song written for her 44.values creativity as the highest form of art 45.wishes she could sing 46.was a cheerleader 47.loved eleventh grade 48.gives great advice 49.was and is spoiled by her grandparents 50.thinks that bottled water and tap water taste the same 51.tends to eat all the time 52.loved living on campus 53.has never been in a fist fight 54.thinks she would win 55.probably needs to get her ass kicked 56.can't stay awake in any lecture classes 57. or any class for that matter 58.wants people to make a big deal out of her birthday (May 17) 59.deals with temptations by yielding to them. 60.loves trying to solve riddles 61.loves watching musicals, anything from Oklahoma to Rent 62.wishes she could still believe in Santa Claus 63.wants to be more computer literate, but isn't dedicated enough to really learn 64.is generous to people she loves. 65.is going to Southwestern University 66.loves the web 67.hasn't found the right religion yet but figures it's out there somewhere 68.is just now discovering how lucky she truly is 69.once played a deer in a school play 70.has no direction 71.thinks Dominoes makes the best pizza ever 72.has always had the nickname Ally 74.doesn’t get "selling out" 75.is told she looks like punky brewster 76.disagrees completely 77.hates "Beavis and Butthead" with a passion 78.tends to believe the hype 79.tends to not realize until it's too late 80.rarely gets angry 81.loves hosting parties 82.likes to be in control of situations 83.doesn't hate aol 84.can't stand it when someone has a problem with you but doesn't let you know 85.pledged a sorority, Alpha Delta Pi 86.doesn't think that being different is any great accomplishment 87.is easily amused 88.bites her nails when she's nervous 89.doesn’t want to have children 90.would be a great mom 91.once stayed up till 6 in the morning drawing with sidewalk chalk on the street 92.becuase of a disaster during christmas break has vowed to never dye her hair again 93.does not like being "at one with nature." actually she thinks it's rather gross 94.wants to be rich 95.and famous 96.loves warm weather 97.has never had a blonde boyfriend 98.likes to write cheesy love notes 99.most of her attitudes about romance and whatnot stem from her first real relationship 100.doesn’t like to wear shoes. 101.occasionally spills the beans, but can keep a secret if she knows it's one 102.would like to get a tattoo but can't ever decide on what to get long enough to actually go get it 103.is sick and tired of people complaining about good things 104.isn’t deathly afraid of anything, that she knows of 105.can never remember the exact wording of quotes. 106.never wanted to get married 107.has reconsidered 108.never has anything to wear 109.is learning to sew 110.has been tired lately 111.is spoiled, but not rotten 112.is, in some ways, such a girl. 113.loves driving 114.doesn't put enough effort into... anything, really. 115.makes mistakes far more often than she will ever admit. 116. has met tons of awesome people at college 117.could probably think of another 100 things to write 118.generally enjoys life |
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Wednesday, February 25, 2004 I C.U.P.People that know me well know that I don’t like “potty humor”. Dick and fart jokes have never done it for me. I don’t think they’re funny and they make me a tad uncomfortable. However, I think this art exhibit is just fabulous. Ally signed off at 09:50 a.m. Tuesday, February 17, 2004 I think I loved you more last yearI found some great valentines over at youyesyou.net. Then today I discovered meish.org. these anti-valentines will certainly have to be incorporated next year. Ally signed off at 10:38 a.m. Monday, February 16, 2004 mysteriously intriguingGo check out the photographs by loretta lux, and don't miss out on the one at the top of her vita. Ally signed off at 08:30 a.m. Wednesday, February 11, 2004 I Prefer ProbablyNo, I don’t think my inability to spell the word Ally signed off at 12:10 p.m. Tuesday, February 10, 2004 It's the sport of the future...I see by your expression you've never heard of itYesterday I took a kickboxing class at my new gym. The class was awesome; I’m incredibly sore today so I must have worked pretty hard. The class was in the aerobics room, and like most aerobics rooms it had mirrors all over the place. I got a huge rush from watching myself punching and kicking and basically being a bad ass. To keep from noticing the pain, I picture different things or people – I imagine this is pretty normal although I’ve never sat around and talked with anyone in the class about their favorite imaginary punching bag, what I imagine is not normal is the detail in which I picture my punching bags. It’s not just their face in my head and me punching, I can see every jab and the subsequent bruise or wound it causes. The longer I’m hitting the person, the worse the look by the end of it. I picture blood splattering on the ground, sometimes it’s in slow motion, but mostly it’s real-time and bloodier than any movie I’ve ever seen. The first kickboxing class I took was in high school with the drill team, I was so taken back by what I was picturing in my head that I stopped right in the middle of class and just stood there for a minute. For a while after that I didn’t just let myself go in class, I controlled my punches and tried not to think of bloody knuckles. Then, a few years later, everything changed. I met a person that I didn’t mind beating to a bloody pulp in my mind. In fact I rather enjoyed it. He was a prof. I had my freshman year of college. I was taking his class at the same time as I was taking my first “fitness and recreation” class, Kickboxing. He taught dimensions of religion – I used to joke that the only reason they let him teach religion is because he’s Satan. Anyways, I would picture his face and just go to town with jabs and kicks and roundhouses until he was a bloody mess. It helped me to face his class and I got a serious workout in my Kickboxing class. Well, In this class yesterday his face popped up right away, so I took a couple of punches at him but it wasn’t doing it for me, so I just let my mind wander and before I knew it I was beating the shit out of all my closest friends. Seriously. It was a montage of blood and sweat and I was enjoying it. When I realized what was happening I was in the middle of a jab/cross/front kick/roundhouse combination and I was putting it to a friend of mine, and I COULDN’T STOP. That’s right, I got to the front kick/roundhouse part of the combination and I tried to picture something else, but I already had him down on his knees and the roundhouse to the side of his head was in the cards. It was fate. Nothing I could do. But I feel terrible about it. Is it possible that I have a ton of pent up aggression against my friends? Or maybe it’s just that they were on my mind, and it wasn’t anything personal that I made them bleed. Tonight I’m taking a stretching and relaxation class and hopefully banishing all these violent thoughts with some nice meditation and candles. Ally signed off at 05:01 p.m. Tuesday, February 10, 2004 Blog TherapyGo visit two weeks notice. Go on, it will be good for you. Ally signed off at 09:23 a.m. Thursday, January 22, 2004 A little of this . . . .So, I should say something about the new car. It. Totally. Rocks. I haven’t had so much fun driving since I first got the cutlass, and before all of you start asking – yes, I would trade this beautiful convertible mustang for my ‘76 Cutlass in a heartbeat, but that’s not an option, so let’s just focus on the good stuff shall we. The car is awesome. I love driving with the top down and I’m pretty sure the car will be directly involved in me getting laid more often. This weekend I will be driving said rockin car to Houston for an Odyssey of The Mind board meeting, and to pick up my foosball table from my parents’ garage. Actually it’s not my foosball table; it’s my brother’s. And I won’t actually be picking it up; Gabe is driving down with his truck. But I will be there to supervise and make sure everything goes smoothly. The foosball table will be going in our garage/game room/band practice area. My new roommate, Gabe, fancies himself as a guitar player, which means I get live music in my house all the time. This might annoy some people, but I am not one of them. I love it. I love coming home to music playing and I love waking up to Gabe singing in the shower. I’ve never been the kind of girl who puts a high premium on peace and quiet. I prefer lively and boisterous – back to the garage, Gabe needs a place to play and practice and just generally rock out. And I need a place to beat people at foosball and another room to decorate. Enter, The Garage. We’ve cleaned it out and done the thing where you stand at opposite sides of the room and make squares with your hands to indicate where you will place big pieces of furniture. It was all I could do to not get out the newspaper and start laying things out (if you haven’t seen, He said, She Said you probably don’t get it). I’m really excited to get everything set-up and actually start using it. I think it’s going to be a great addition to the Bluestone house. Ally signed off at 05:03 p.m. |
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