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Apple problems


Hey girl, hey! (and guys, you’re totally welcome here too)

Today is officially 30 days from when I will step foot on Canisius ground as a Freshman. To celebrate, what did I do? Only the proper thing.

I planned out my first 2 weeks worth of outfits and I packed them. Believe it or not I still have enough shorts to last me the rest of the summer when 14 pairs are missing. Even I wasn’t aware of my “jcrew colored shorts excess”, but I’m certainly not complaining. They come in handy at times like these.

These times include little to no shopping 😦 because I can’t have a Mac and cute clothes. It sounds terribly nerdy, picking a computer over a fabulous wardrobe.. but I really want it. And for those of you that gave feedback to the Mac Vs PC post I was pretty much sold on a Sony Vaio until I went to best buy and talked to some people. Macs are the number 1 computer for communication majors. Why? I’m not sure. But because of that.. and the fact that the best sony vaio doesn’t come in pink? Practically a sign from God that I need a Macbook Pro.

Before I make the plunge does anyone have any last minute reasons to hate on apple? I adore my iphone, I doubt I’ll regret this.

Speak now, or forever hold your peace.

And now that I’ve mentioned iphones, I get to be that girl. The one that whines and cries on her blog about breaking her technology… I’m sure that sounds great after I say I’m debating a Mac but listen to the story.

One of my brothers is a little bit heavier set. And he was getting on my nerves. His shirt rode up and I could see his stomach so I lightly love tapped it and it created the death of my iphone. Well the back of it..

Jonny turned and back handed that sucker. It flew through the air, backflips and all, into the kitchen where the back of my baby shattered on the floor. I stayed strong. Went upstairs to get my Audrey Hepburn case and now you’d never know unless I told you.. my friends have warned me from months because I always drop it on the pavement, but I would like to give credit to karma for the partial death of my phone.

Just don’t hit a chubby little kid’s stomach.

Allison

Rambling, saving, and accesorizing; shopaholic style.


Hey dolls,
I’m out of school for the day due to a National Honor Society ceremony this morning, so I figured I would blog. I slept a lot better last night even though it was still disgustingly hot, life is looking up. Here’s why:
1) I wore 5 inch nude heels at the ceremony and didn’t fall. See below:
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2) Some rich people from Kingston, NY looked at our house Saturday and loved it.. so our humble abode may become someones vacation home :D. It’s in there top 2, so cross your fingers.
3) I’m going out to lunch with my parents.
4) My sunburn is going away.
5) I’ve successfully eaten healthy for one day.
Round of applause? Thank you, thank you very much.
The rest of my day is consisting of finding dorm accessories online, walking, tanning and accessorizing my friend Nicole, and relaxing. Can’t complain.
I have been thinking about Canisius a lot lately -NATURALLY-. I was debating opening a new page on my blog called Diary of A Canisius Preppy, for college and all things pertaining to it, what do you think? Not gonna lie, when I googled Canisius prep, I was pretty thrilled to have my blog as the first 3 results.. but I was looking for preppy bedding :P. I’m debating going the custom made route for my dorm comforter, there are so many preppy patterns to choose from. I found a pink and green one on http://www.amdorm.com that I thought was darling, but I’m kinda cheap when it comes to ordering online. If I don’t have a coupon code, I’m probably not going to order. Sue me.
Speaking of shopping, since my topics of conversation seem to always come back to that.. I’ve discovered some new apps that I am starting to become rather addicted to. Almost as addicted as poshmark. Have an iPhone or iPad? Check them out:
1)Style.ly- I’m still figuring it out, but it looks like you can get free money to shop with. So I’m obvv not complaining.
2)Shopkick- This is probably more handy for all of you people that DON’T live in the middle of nowhere, because I get like 2 kick results for places I can get points, but if you download the app and read the instructions… it seems really cool. I like free gift cards, coach bags, and cruises don’t you?
3)Coupons- As every good shopper should have, an excess of coupon apps. I personally feel that these coupon apps practically pay for my internet each month. That’s how much money they’ve saved me.
4)GeoQpons- Same story, different app, similar stores. Download them both.
And the best part? They’re all free. The worst part? They’re all new reasons why I’m lucky if I fall asleep before midnight.
Hope everyone has a fashion forward and fabulous day!
Allison

Bad habits.


When I finally have time to breath, it’s so hard to decide what to do. When all I have left is to study a little and my homework has been put to bed. What’s left? I’m just academically drained and it doesn’t seem to matter any longer how hard I try. A 4.0 is simply delusional for this semester.

I’m not good at that many things. So when one of them fails I turn to the other? School sucks so what do I do? Shop.

But after all of the damage has been done lately through my Poshmark app, mall trips, etc. I am not proud to say I have $10.62. And I am still working at K-mart as hard as ever. Thank God I get paid tomorrow.

I have an ever expanding list of items such as Sequined Sperry Top Sider Boat Shoes, an iHome, my hair recolored n cut in a bob (how would you feel about my face with an inverted bob?), a floral blue skirt, and Pink Sparkly Toms to purchase and no money to reinforce the desire.

When I can’t do well in school or shop, I am left with one option.

And you are a victim of it.

I will write and write and write and rant and rant and rant and when I’m done being inspired by absolutely nothing I may resort to cleaning my room, but don’t push your luck.

I have an iPhone that can distract me from that.

Hahahaha. My dad, who is simply untechy because he’s part of that dad age range that is.. well untechnologically advanced is debating becoming part of the 21st century and buying an iPhone.

Picturing his little bald head on FaceTime is slightly priceless.

I have tons of laundry.

UGH.

It’s the never ending To-do list, showing its face again.

I’m bringing Jenna to the store tonight to buy Crocs, she wants a pair of the unforgivable plastic/foam shoe. She has a yellow pair but the back strap came off and they can’t wear those in gym class if God forbid there isn’t a strap.

While she burns her 50 dollars of birthday money (which is more than I have, mind you) on those hideous shoes I will tease myself with Sperrys. I’m undecided as to what I will do with my money first when I get paid tomorrow, but whatever it is I better get the best therapy out of it.. because I need something to replace the terrible day I’ve had.

After I rant here I plan on ranting for my first article on Fashion Parkway. Where do I start though?! It’s always come so easy to me, ranting and raving at my own free will, especially when I am completely oblivious to who is reading this.. but on Fashion Parkway? They are ready have a large dedicated audience that I can impact and I feel like telling them what I had for breakfast will seem extremely tedious and insulting.

I’m sure I’ll have an epiphany as soon as I paint my nails. I have one hand of nails that are longer than the other. It’s extremely annoying, but I seem to only have the nervous habit of biting my nails on my right hand, so I need to paint my nails for 2 reasons:

1) I won’t bite them, as much.

2) I love seeing glittery nails flying across the keyboard.

And you know my nails will be glittery.

God.

Wait until I have a credit card… I am terrible at math. Which is a danger in itself, but if I had a credit card? I could own every sparkly nailpolish desirable. And multiple pairs of Sperrys.

And speaking of nailpolish and foreign things, I have to go the salon to get my eyebrows done with  my remaining money tonight.

When my eyebrows grow out, I am forced to wear my glasses because they hide them a little. The curse of dark thick hair means I fall into this habit every 2 weeks. I refuse to tweeze them because I have the pain tolerance of a baby.

Phew. I feel better.

I hope everyone else has a great 4/20 tomorrow, no weed involved. Make smart decisions, buy something like perfume it smells better anyways.

Allison