Christmas STALKings!

GOOD FRIENDS,

Do I have News for YOU! Remember way back when, when I wrote my first post? Yeah, you do!…I said I’d tell you about all the people I was stalking?? Well, it’s that time! But better! My hall FOURTH NORTH (of Courth), is doing a hall-wide creeping event! That’s right! It’s time for “Christmas STALKings!” Everyone on the hall (all 45 of us) drew a name and now have the honor of creeping all day, er’ryday. Leaving notes, telling them what they ate, where they were, and finding things on the internet about them! One girl even found an essay her person wrote in the THIRD GRADE online! Yeah, we fourth northers are pretty intense, and this should be an interesting two weeks to say the least.

My stalkee, is a little hard to get info on, but I saw her twice and wrote her notes about it and what she was doing. That’s right…her chicken burrito looked delicious! Anywho, I was bummed my stalker had yet to contact me. Well, today when I got back from work, this note was on my door!

LEGIT.

I LOVE getting notes! I also love these girls. I HIGHLY recommend this as an extended team builder! I’m seriously so excited to see where this goes.

This is my excited face.

Love!

Midnight Flights.

            Oh…hi there. I know what you’re thinking. “Allison is that you? You’ve been M.I.A. for a while, I didn’t recognize you.” Well, all I can say to that is I’M SORRY. My b. But I’m just certain I can win this bet still. So, you must be wondering what I’ve been up to. I’ll tell you- Midnight Flights.

Not like this.

But this.

Just kidding.

But, last night, in the wee hours of the morning, my good friends Brea and Carol and I (The A.B.C.'s)

 made a giant paper airplane. And by giant…I mean GIANT.

So what else do you with a giant airplane, but fly it of course? So that’s what we did. We grabbed our vessel and went out to the Fourth Floor Balcony and let our paper bird soar. It was GREAT. The wind blowing our hair, the bird flying far and high…Actually it hit the tree and landed right next to the building’s entrance. But it was just grand, and we got to play with it today which was also delightful. So that’s a random story, or what I like to call “anecdote”, for you. What? What’s that you say? A lesson? Well, I hadn’t thought of that, but if you insist.

How about this?

            Sometimes life gets windy and you might even hit a tree or two, but the important thing is to get back on the balcony, and jump.

            Oh…actually that sounds not good.

                        DON’T jump. There’s always a way out.

Maybe this.

            When you have a dream of flying, you can’t let the fear of turbulence stop you from trying.

Actually…pilots do that all the time.

That’s why I write a blog and not inspirational greeting cards.

Love you.

Ear Plugs and Life Lessons.

So last night something happened that changed my entire worldview. The center of the universe shifted. Okay, that’s a little bit of an exaggeration (drama, drama, drama). But it is something I feel needs to be shared before more of you make this mistake. So instead of my usual (psh..how many times have I posted like 3?) how to or things you should know, this is life lessons from ear plugs.

            Last night, after listening to my wonderful seester’s choir concert (shout out, Amanda!), we came back to our cozy little hotel room. Our tummy’s were starting to rumble as the cider was a miss from the “Carols and Cider” concert. As her and I were talking, she randomly asked if I wanted a marshmallow. Of course, I asked her where she had been hiding the marshmallow. She answered flippantly with a question if I wanted it again. I said sure, and was about to pop it in my mouth, when what do you think I realized?

            IT WAS AN EARPLUG!

Wow, thanks sis. Talk about disgusting. Though this trickery was done out of a blatant attempt to humiliate me, I learned a valuable lesson. Things are not always as they appear! So many times we overhear the end of a conversation or witness some seemingly sneaky activity and assume the worst. The fact is, children, the only way we can be sure of something is if we communicate! Just because you friends stop talking when you walk in the room, doesn’t mean they’re talking about you. Just because you see your parents setting out the presents doesn’t mean Santa’s not real. (The world may never know.) Being aware, and talking things out is the way to go…and though it’s unfortunate I had to learn this through what I like to call a “rude awakening”, I’m glad I learned it anyways. This has been life lessons with Allison…I hope you enjoyed it, but better yet, I hope you apply it. Now, isn’t that what you like to hear?

Lovelove.

How to Save Seats

HELLO GOOD FRIENDS,

How’s life? Mmhmm…mhmm….That’s what I like to hear. Me, you ask? I’m just dandy! Thank you for caring. Just spending the weekend with 24,000 other people in the San Diego Convention Center. Good thing it’s been a blast. I mean who doesn’t love people pushing you into the wall to grab seats, and mean security guards who think they’re all that and a bag of haribo gummy bears with their electric yellow vests. Well, once you get inside in your cozy seat, everything is fine, but after the doors first open…you better be prepared.

            That is why this post is an essential for concerts, conventions, and life in general. This is How to Save Seats Without Getting Knocked Out, Kicked Out, or (Overly) Worn Out.

1.      Know where you’re going.

           * When seats aren’t assigned, know where you’re going to meet up with yo’ h0m!3z. This is  when it starts to get crazy.

2.      When you see a row with enough seats move in.

* Even if someone is standing there, pretend your big money and politely tell them to move in an intricate way. Try to work in broken down cars, kittens in trees, feeding orphans, ginger snaps, butterfly kisses, and flash mobs if possible.

3.      If they don’t move tell them again,

* More Obnoxiously.

4.      If they still don’t move start unpacking your bag onto the seats.

* Booty bump them as you pass behind them.

5.      If they get in your face, scream for security.

* They’ll be so scared and probably run away.

6.      Start singing to them.

* You’re angel voice will soothe them potentially and they’ll gladly skip away humming out of delight.

7.      Pretend you’re going to throw up on them so they’ll run away.

* Full proof…unless they are a kind soul looking to help you or something.

8.    Lay down on the seats…

♥ I don’t really recommend this one…

TRUE STORY,

My mom in an attempt to make a point to someone who was snooping around our section, began planking on the row (okay, okay she wasn’t laying down completely…). Pretty soon security comes up to her, taps her on the shoulder and says “Excuse me, ma’am, do you need medical assistance?” That was not a good moment. Keep this in mind whenever you are about to enter an arena or stadium, but remember, every now and then, some people just need to be slapped.

Love.

College Must-Haves!

Hello, good friends! J After thinking over who might be reading this (shout out to: Ale, Nikki, Alex, Tan-Tan, Carol, Janet…) I realized some of you are not in college yet, and might be baffled when reading about all my college adventures. So I decided to cater this one to YOU. Yes you. All you future college kids, get ready….

This is THE list of College Must-Haves:

1.     Scooter (Shout out to LEO!)

2.      Rolling Back-pack…seriously.

3.      Cap-Sac.

4.      One of those helmets with cups with a never -ending supply of caffeine!

5.      A best friend so you’re never lonely (start clinging during Orientation week).

6.      R00m!3 photo shoot.

7.      Costumes, costumes, costumes!

8.      Easy mac (don’t forget the water).

9.      Come hither face (for making friends)!

10.  Dance Moves!

Forget the books, these take priority. TOP priority (just kidding, Mom). Trust me, I’m in college. With these necessities, you’ll be well on your way to living the college life of your dreams- full of some good, clean, wholesome fun! Yupp, with these and a good SAT score, you might even be what people like to call the “cool kid on the block”! J

You’re welcome.

Love.

Light Up.

Oh HEY…
I almost didn’t see you there, but I’m glad I did! ;) I’m glad you’ve returned! Hopefully you’re not disappointed… or overwhelmed with a love for this blog that makes you want to creep on me all day, er’ryday. That’d be soups awk.  So…here we go, first official post, better be good. (And by good, I mean flippin’ AWESOME.) No pressure, or anything, so I decided to start off with a pretty controversial topic. Why? You ask. Because controversy is the spice of life.

I’ve always heard to “light up” was bad, and though I grew up with grandparents who smoked like easy mac made without water (that’s actually happened before…maybe I’ll tell you about it sometime); this was always something burned on the back of my mind. Till Senior year that is, when out of the innocence-psh…- of my heart I befriended a possible drug dealing , avid cigarette smoker. I never tried anything- promise, Mom!- except once. Sort of.

            We were sitting outside her grandmother’s house when she was about to “light up”. Jokingly I asked if I could have a puff, like I always did, because she’d freak out and give a hypocritical explanation of why I shouldn’t. But this time was different, she said sure and popped the unlit sucker right in my mouth. She brought the lighter closer to me, and I lost it. With eyes wide, and in a desperate attempt to maintain my good girl image (and the health of my lungs!) , the only thing I could think to say was “Only YOU can prevent forest fires!!! " She of course burst out laughing, and said she knew I couldn’t do it. Her reasoning, you wonder? Because I knew lighting up was bad.

            Strangely enough I found an exception to this rule, today. At my Christian college.

On Black Friday, I decided to get a scooter. “Why” you may ask? Because I live on Fourth North (of courth). It’s only the best flippin’ hall forever and ever, amen. ANYWHO…I got a scooter because it’s what all the cool kids are doing, and who doesn’t love peer pressure, right? Only I took my scoot- scoot to the next level with- *triumphant intro music*- LIGHT UP WHEELS. Heck yes. Oh yeah, I went there… So all day since being back at school, I’ve been rollin’ with the homies, getting looks of both jealousy and adoration, and nodding to greet all the passersbyers. Like a boss. As I was rollin’ through what I like to call the “C00gz W4lk”, (Or the more politically correct name, “The Cougar Walk”), a ray of sunshine beamed from heaven and hit the silver base of King Leonius (that’s my scoot-scoot btws, he goes by Leo and he's the bomb like tick-tick). And who do you think noticed? That’s right, a random stud muffin (someone I could be potentially creeping on in the near future- or not...supes awk). “Nice wheels, a girl who’s not afraid to light it up. Cool” he said. Then it hit me.

          It’s OKAY to light up! ... When it’s not a cancer causing halogen. Who knew? So here’s a list of helpful, and totally random, but potentially pointless and maybe even useless, but not purposeless things to light up:

            1: Sc00t3r wheelz.

 
            2: Christmas trees (which I could be potentially blogging about in the near future.)

         
            3: uR m4rr!4g3 (marriage), or so I hear.

            4: Birfday candlez.

            5: Light bulbs.

            S!x: Vampires (they glisten apparently).

            7: Torches for cavern explorations.

            8: Campfires.

            9: The faces of friends and families (as in “Allison’s face lights up when people view this”- just joshin’. But seriously. Psyche. Gotcha’.)

            10: Pretty much anything, if you’re an arsonist. Just kidding again. That’s illegal, and I don’t support that…

            So there you go kiddos, don’t do drugs, stay in school…all that jazz. Stay tuned for a potential GUEST POST from one of the people who makes No. 9 from above come true! It’s gonna be grand, punny, ridiculous, scandalous, or maybe just lame…who knows? See you soon…

Lovelovelovelovelove.