May 2010
chocolate therapy
is pretty hard to have when some fat ass already ate all the chocolate ice cream.
Oh, wait. That was me.
Hi there, I’m Alison, and I’m a future diabetic. probably.
Now to go play this song.
(it’s called Turn It Off, and it can probably kick your ass.)
I say weird things.
April 2010
so it's come to that point
Where I can act the exact same amount of bothered in the mornings, every morning, that my friends don’t bother to ask or care anymore.
Good. Keep it that way. I don’t even like being there in the mornings.
I know this may sound bad but I have decided I will choose the 40 extra minutes of sleep and getting a ride from my neighbor over 20 minutes talking to my friends before school and...
i kind of dont like
guitar anymore.
I never want to play it.
And when I do its never like concentrated.
It’s not special. Everyone does it. So why should I if it’s not fun anymore?
There is only one reason I play it and that is solely for the first saturday of every month.
That’s it.
shots, shots, shots, shots, shots, shots,
chasingjamie:
ughhhhhhh, why’d you change?
you were so much better before.
i wish you the best.
I didnt think that song fit the circumstances, but in a way, it does.
well done.
i kind of get the feeling
A lot of my friends dont like me.
I’m annoying I think.
conversations with my neighbor
We pulled into the junior parking lot at school. The senior parking lot was full.
We get there with ten minutes to spare. It’s unusual for us. She’s usually late. We sit in the car because who gets to class on time anyways? (me).
She gives me a run down of the parking lot.
“People usually park in groups,” she says, “like over there.”
She points to two...
dear my make-shift capo,
You are useless. Ever since my capo broke, I had to fix it, ghetto style.
It is awful. I cant buy a new one anytime soon because dale city music is so out of the way.
On another note, I had another meat dream last night. Can anyone tell me what that means? Thats like five now. I know I can’t be a vegetarian for much longer because it’s really effecting my health. I’m just kinda...
i baked
25 cookies to be exact.
There are now 21.
And god only knows by the time my fat ass friends get through with them there will be like none for the tennis team.
Just kidding though. I’m the only fat ass friend I have. But they will be gone.
And as I baked those box mix cookies, I couldnt help but understand where Amy Adams was coming from.
What I could not understand was her creepy...
things I'm good at currently:
Not trying
Not caring
Not hanging out with my friends
Spending time alone
Acing the shit out of language arts
But fucking up the other classes
Painting elephants purple
Not metaphorically
It would’ve been weirder for me to say it yesterday
If you get what I’m saying
Not playing guitar
Not wanting to play guitar
Thinking
Being annoying
Making myself carbs to eat
Eating...
I'm kind of embarrassed to say this
But I totally danced to the last song on this episode of Glee.
Dear music,
I love you.
sincerely yours,
Alison.
p.s.-I still think my tree pick is the shit. I am indeed the only one.
i dont know about you,
but I totally want to break out into song right before I’m about to do it for the first time.
It’ll be fun.
I just carved a tree
Into an itunes card, that I then made into a guitar pick.
Bad ass level has now increased 75%.
hey hey hey
I have a story again.
I like to tell stories. I like to tell them to strangers. And before you write me off as creepy for saying that I dont mean the strangers I’m afraid of. Because there is two kinds of strangers in my head. The creepy break into your house kind, and the you kinda know them but not well kind. I like the latter. Because back in the days where I was bullied, I didnt say...
well here's a little story
entitled, “wow, that’s really fucking unfortunate,” and it’s about my day today.
So, I wake up early to go to the dmv for my permit test. I tell my mom the documents we need. No social security number to be found? Oh, well whatever, let’s go anyways.
We get there and I have to spend an awkward half an hour standing behind a girl that went to Benton but...
i feel sad
all the time right now.
SNL is ruined for me. As soon as Kristen Wiig pulls a Tina Fey and gets her own show, I think I’ll be done with it. It just isn’t funny. The guests are usually people I dont know, and Kesha was a musical guest.
Some people may say, “Oh, Kesha? I love her!” Yeah. Well I dont. And I fully regret that one minute I considered liking her before I saw...
my parents went to go see the musical
Really? Really.
They still aren’t home.
Thus combining all three of my greatest fears at once.
Being alone. (I like being alone but like alone with someone there…if that makes sense..)
Being in the dark.
Strangers. (Now, there aren’t any here right now, but I think it’s unhealthy the amount I think about what I would do if someone broke in)
Oh, look. They’re...
quiet time now.
Because It’s not like I dont have it, or need it, alll the time.
Because everyone in my house can have tension, pretend it isnt there for my sake for a problem they think I wasnt listening in on, and act like I’M the one with a problem.
Well I am.
It was pretty convenient how my favorite friends weren’t at school today, the day I literally could not talk to anyone. I was SO...
so here's a little about me.
40% narcissism
60% doesn’t care about anything
100% exhaustion.
As much as I don’t want to think it, I am pretty narcissistic. I have come to just accept it.
And as for the exhaustion, I have a story to go with it.
So there’s an episode of the Simpsons (that just so happens to guest star Zooey Deschanel but thats not the point right now) where this hillbilly family has a...
here in front of me,
Are three guitar picks. But, only one is actually one. Because when I’m bored I make them out of stuff.
For instance, I made one out of an itunes card just a few hours ago. There’s also one here from a couple days ago made from foil. It’s not really something I think about it’s like something I do and just like go huh after I do it.
My itunes card pick is kick ass...
oh shit oh shit oh shit →
I’m not into rap, not at all actually, but damn. Hayley Williams makes EVERYTHING better.
i had a schedule in my head
play guitar for an hour, do homework at 6.
at 6: play guitar for another hour, do homework at 7.
at 7: I really need to learn this song. Don’t worry about homework.
at 8: I should really get to that homework.
at 9: uhh, yeah. Homework time.
Now: hey there spanish homework, I should do you now.
But, I bought a new album on itunes instead.
I had money,
and I spent the money.
...
I found like 10 seconds worth of...
tropical smoothie footage where Jamie and I play February Air on youtube. I feel slightly bad ass right now. Even though we sucked that time. It was still there. cooolcoolcooool.
today
I played my little heart out in tennis and got a free tennis bag.
then, I found out my cat is diabetic.
then, I went to watch a documentary about black women’s hair.
then, I went to bed until 7.
then, I stood around for two hours doing nothing.
Now I’m eating myself to death through pretzels.
I’m grossly fat sometimes. Like right now. Especially right now.
dear mom and dad..
stop talking about me when you think I’m asleep.
okay thanks.
oh hey there, good day I was having!
One of my cats is diabetic. Two shots of insulin daily.
yeah, see you next month good days.
This weekend will suck.
things to do:
change my room
leave it the same
grow out my hair again
cut it shorter
get unaddicted to diet coke
I can’t.
stop hating a lot of my friends
It’s hard to.
be nicer
yeah, right.
get more sleep
actually start caring about school again
or care less
I dont really know which yet
change my schedule for next year so I can take journalism
I wont.
get my permit
learn to drive
...
so,
Falling asleep in world history during note taking time and writing down scribbles in between zone out times when I thought I was writing down real words really came back to bite me in the ass. How did I not notice that I didnt actually write words?
I just wrote a long post and my internet screwed...
Fuck you, technology.
today during practice I wore a shirt with a cute...
Now tell me why like 5 of the girls on my team noticed the shirt and said something about wanting to eat the pig?
Meat makes me sick sometimes.
I dont know when I’ll be able to eat it again. I’m scared to. I havent had a meat dream in a while. Good sign? or bad?
Dont tell me I’m weird. I already know.
I've been listening to the demos of songs that...
I mean, they’ve never been rerecorded or anything. They make me sad. Meg and Dia makes me sad. I feel really shitty today and it was unbearable hot today in school and even worse outside during practice. I am such a god damn complainer. I hate it. Meg and Dia are having a deal where you can buy something and ask a question and get a handwritten answer with the stuff you bought. What would I...
tv bothers me now
and the fact that we have school tomorrow and the anxiety I get when I think of all the work I have to do when I get there and the fact that my mom keeps talking about my career just because I mentioned I want to do something with music a while ago and now I may cry which is stupid cause it’s just school but it really isnt and I’ve cried over much less before but I really can’t...
Blah.
People annoy me today in general. What do I find annoying today, having not spoken to hardly anyone? Well for one thing, people won’t stop fucking becoming fans of things on facebook. I made a goal the other night to find three people who were fans of over 1,000 pages and I did in like 2 minutes.
Whatever though. I really don’t want to go to school tomorrow. School makes me nervous....
HELLO IT'S KATIE.
so im sitting here,
slightly concerned. First of all, do tic tacs expire? cause I kinda just ate like half a container but the thing is, the back says December 2006… I decided I’d just ignore it for now.
i just painted my nails perfectly for the first...
Proof that my productivity level is higher very very late at night. Or early in the morning, if you’re the bitchy type that likes to contradict what I say.
Anyways, I fucking love meg and dia! They are possibly some of the coolest people I wish I could meet. Why? Well, I’ll tell you why. Their merch shop has bundles where you can buy a shirt, ask them a question, then get a HAND...
dear owl city songs,
I like you until I hear you about three times. Then I don’t. Sorry.
You can only write so many love songs to the ocean.
I felt I needed to make that clear. But anyways, I woke up early today to my nose bleeding. When it stopped, I went back to sleep and had a long dream about open mic night and how I decided I wasn’t going to play in it, but here’s the catch: I had some...
"We're just washing cars and being SEXY!"
But mostly being sexy.
So, you know how there’s always a friend you have who doesn’t know anything about anything perverted and you try to prevent yourself from making sex jokes around them so you can preserve their innocence? Why didn’t anyone think to do that for me! I mean I guess I really couldn’t have saved myself from the outcome because really people, my best friend...
