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Funny how a melody sounds like a memory


I need to reflect on everything that’s happened in the past week.  Instead of making another list of things to do or things that I have accomplished, I might as well publish it.  I made the executive decision to not return to Canisius.  I would be lying if I said that typing or thinking about it for too long doesn’t make tears well up in my eyes.

 It was the hardest decision I have made -ever.

I decided that fashion was too big a part of my life to leave behind and return to school yet again.  I came to the conclusion that I could not live with spending another $12,000 dollars for transfer credits.  I am no longer enrolled.  I am curled up in a ball on my couch in my floral jammie pants and a slight mess..

No, I’m not going on welfare and never leaving my house.  I refuse to give up on my plans although it feels like I may have at times.

I made the executive decision that might result in me being clinically insane and I am taking on a TWENTY-THREE Community College credit courseload, between Herkimer County Community College and Niagara County Community College.  I left behind my friends and moved back home.  I am fake smiling as often as possible, because I refuse to admit that a part of me seriously thinks it’s possible I made the wrong decision..

But I did what I was supposed to do.  I was mature and analyzed everything as best as I could and I refused to be Lauren Conrad on the Hills.  I would not sacrifice my “internship to paris” or my oppertunity for a boy, for a social life, etc.  I needed to take this plunge, and leave the past 15 weeks of my life behind.

I am finishing my Associate’s Degree in Fashion Merchandising and then hoping that FIT or LIM intervenes.  I got a job at Ann Taylor last week, and I had an interview at  BCBG today.  I have one at Coach later this week.  The fashion horizons are expanding, so why do I feel so miserable?

I just need to get over this hump.  I need to survive the awful feeling of loneliness  knowing I can’t cross the quad and be at my best friend’s dorm.  I have to realize that the screaming of my 3 year old brother in the living room bowling with a plastic ball and pins has replaced the similar sound of slutty spandex covered girls breaking their necks in impractical heels in the morning.  It’s not all bad.  I  have a queen sized bed.. that I have to share with my 10 year old sister. Instead of my great relatable roomate.. No, that’s not a good example. I have no drama? That’s a good thing.. I also have no life.

Well, it should come as no surprise if I am admitting that on cyberspace that I’ll be back at Canisius trying to keep my composure this weekend.  I am just visiting.  I don’t have the option of backing out now.  I am sure that if I went back to school I would be having regrets too. I keep getting e-mails from teachers filling me in on what I missed in class or have to make up, because they must not know I dropped out.. The 6 chapters and 3 papers I would have had due for Wednesday would have been a painful dose of reality after weeks of Netflix and web surfing, but I have to be honest. I want it back.

And with 23 credits you can bet anything that I will have it soon enough. But before it was worth it because I knew other people were enduring that hell and I was thriving even when I struggled.  Now, I have almost 50 year old parents, an orange cat, obnoxious siblings with their elementary through high school issues, and nobody to complain to, because I did this to myself.  

At the beginning of break I had started a count down to when I would return to school, is it too early to start one for when I can move out again?

The issue is it could be anywhere up to 7 months before that happens and not even a job at Kate Spade (the one I want the most, yet don’t have an interview for) could make me smile the way inside jokes with my best friends would.  I was warned.  I knew what I was signing up for, when I made the phone call and withdrew.  Why did I do it?

John, if you’re reading this I’m starting to think: you were right.

I’m gracious for gifts.


Hiyaa loves,

I hope you all enjoyed your Christmas, I certainly did.  I would be lying if I said I am no longer counting the moments until I go back to Canisius, but besides that..

Alot of family.  Family is good, but so is candy.  In small doses.

I was definitely blessed by my parents this Christmas, I really loved the things I received.  I bet you’re not shocked to know I got clothes and shoes, but it was awesome.

Some of the honorable mentions are as follows:

pink flats

mocs

rl(monogrammed in the back with a leather strap, SO CUTE)

Burberry_Classic_Wool_Check_Scarf_Dark_Yellow

I was given so many scarves, it’s incredible. I cannot wait to wear new sweaters, leggings, and scarves with my boots.  It’s such a good look and so comfortable.  I wish I remembered to bring them to my grandparents, I had to take “cousin pictures” this morning so I was dressed up, but now I have changed into sweats.  Thankfully I’m not in public.

I had to borrow my nana’s sweatshirt.  Words can’t describe the trend I’m rocking right now..

Allison

Politics and Fashion


Darlings,

I want to buy evvvvverything. It’s slightly problematic, considering I don’t have a job or a budget that allows for that.  Sweaters and leggings are the usual thing here in the CHILLY gross NY winter. I heard earlier it’s going to be 65 on sunday though, how is a girl to prepare for these weather bursts?! My capris are home and I have returned almost anything light weight or sheer. I’ve decided I have a problem with deciding what to wear in the morning. it’s the overwhelming desire to wear something I haven’t worn before (but I can’t wear something completely different every day) or at least the same way I did originally. I’m running out of options on a college student budget.. Thankfully,  Christmas is right around the corner! And I put in a job application for a leadership position on campus and got an interview!! So hopefully the no job deal will end ASAP.  If I ran into a pile of cash the first things I would buy are on Ann Taylor.

The freshman 15 has blessed me with a few more curves (WAH) and I am enjoying clothing made for women a lot more than juniors lately. My newly double digit physique adore Ponte Leggings and their Modern Skinny dark wash jeans. I highly recommend them to anyone that was not given the gift of a pencil thin body. Heck, I even recommend them to the girls that were. I think these HIGH QUALITY THICK FABRIC leggings could make a girl with loads of cellulite and layers of love on her thighs (; look heavenly.

Leggings CAN be worn as pants if worn appropriately and of the proper material make up.

Tights on the other hand? *shudder* PLEASE ladies. Pass this on, like a public service announcement.. nobody should see that! A dress is supposed to cover that region that is SHEER ON TIGHTS.

Anyways, maybe thats just a Canisius College girl problem. I doubt it though.

Canisius College doesn’t have that many problems though, like next friday? I’m meeting a bunch of Communications Alum. What on opportunity ! I’m reaaaaally hoping that someone has a fashion background or job related so that I can reaffirm the reason I am in this major.  Lately journalism sounds like a plausible switch, but I’m not sure.

I submit my new schedule Saturday at 9 am (which should be illegal) along with most of the sophomores on campus and I am trying to sign up for the following classes:

Religious Studies, Philosophy, Writing about Lit, Travel Photography, Keyboard Musicianship, Comparative Govt & Politics, Math & Politics, E-commerce & Web design, Communication Theory, Mass Comm, and Writing for the Public Media.

Don’t worry, only 5 of those classes.. I just had to make a back up schedule in case I don’t get my top choices.

Speaking of Politics though, what did you all think of the election results the other night? I know I’m probably late to ask opinions, but boy did I have some… I blasted them ALL OVER TWITTER. Which is probably something I should work on, but I really didn’t care.

I’m not an Obama supporter, I was routing for Romney the other night.. A disgrace to my state I know. Whatever. I wasn’t shocked at the polls results, I didn’t vote myself.

EVEN THOUGH I’M 18.

Which I know is also probably a disgrace.

But in the ALWAYS democratic state of NY, what difference would it have really made? I know thats an awful attitude, but really what does my vote matter if I’m not in a swing state? It’s depressing if you think about it.

My Grandma, pres of League of Women’s Voters and all that Jazz would probably be incredibly depressed if I revealed to her that I didn’t vote. I’m really politically interested, though! So I might pick up a political minor.

I’m even taking a class on Woman’s suffrage right now..

I’m feeling shame.

It’s just I was moving! And I pre-registered to my old address and didn’t know where I was going to school back in April (check my blog, I swear!) so I never got an absentee ballot.

I wish I did..

Although the popular vote? That seems not to matter all that much. Romney was leading with that for a while, and the electoral college is obviously what matters so whatever.

I don’t like the electoral college personally.

And why is weed becoming legal in Colorado? And medical mary jane in Massachusetts? What’s happening to our country?

I don’t know much about drugs, but I think people should focus on more pressing issues like digging this economy out of such a hole IN OTHER WAYS. Like saving instead of spending?

I mean it works with shopping. Congress needs to realize spending money that you don’t have never ends well.

After all, I want a job. But you don’t see me opening a credit card and going hay wire no matter how tempting..

Allison