I like big books and I cannot lie


Helllloooooo!

I’m back to the land of wifi and empty rooms scattered with boxes! I cannot believe I move in 4 days… and then go to college 2 days later.

It’s honestly horrifying.

I’ve packed up most of my belongings at this point, I know that half of the ones I want to college will not get there safely. Its a fact I still haven’t come to terms with.. but I know our history of packing things and I have like 15 bins of clothes.

I wish I was exaggerating.

The walls that once held Marilyn Monroe and Audrey Hepburn posters are empty, leaving behind the permanent laminated quote:

When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I am already better than them.

Those words got me through high school, what quote will get me through college?

I wish I could take the quote with me, but it refuses to peel. Ignore the messy bed, and terrible lighting but I think you get the state of my room currently. Obviously it typically looks better than this. I couldn’t live fashionably in a room that dull.

My newest concerns besides anxiety attacks because my life is packed up in boxes, are the fact that I cannot figure out how all of this is going to fit in a dorm with another girl that adores clothing possibly more than I do.

Craziness.

And this sharing a bathroom with a whole hall thing? It’s gonna suck. I know I’ve complained before.. but now that the rug is being ripped out from under me and I’m losing the comfort zone of my bedroom (one of the only nice places in this town) as well as a bathroom to get ready in.

I’m very annoyed.

OH AND MY BEST FRIEND IS CAMPING.

Why does she think she can do that? Have a life I mean?

The only thing getting me through this time of urgency are nerd quotes (hence the title), wanelo, and pinterest.

I really want to buy this bag with that quote on it through etsy. I got the okay to start shipping purchases to my dorm (cuz I don’t have a living place after wednesday and I’m not paying premium) and I feel like abusing the privilege asap.

I keep painting my nails and shopping online too.

Don’t worry, some things never change </3

Allison

Life is like a steak salad


Hey dolls!

Phew. This weekend hasn’t even felt like a weekend! Remember how I said I wasn’t scheduled to work except for Saturday to work? And how I was going to get so much done? Oh, I got a lot done all right..

Friday:

Our well water has some bacteria in it so we have to kill it.. and my shower, sinks, and everything reek of bleach. Nothing better to wake you up in the morning. And I have to brush my teeth with a bottle of spring water.

Feel like prison much? Nah, that was later on.

Yearbook ceremony.. in which I decided while everyone is getting teary eyed and emotional about being seniors I would just like to leave. Like years ago. But I am stuck fake smiling in this institution.. only 9 more days.

That further inspired me to go into work. They called me in after school 4:30-10:30 and I was fuming with highschool disgust at my classmates and decided I needed to take some of this frustration out folding clothes at Kmart.

Logical.

If I hadn’t come in, I would just be watching “Lie to me” this new show on netflix that I am absolutely obsessed with, for the whole night. (foreshadowing)

Saturdy:

I was exhausted from working that 6 hour shift.. and then got up for another one. Except 9 hours this time.

Beautiful.

Actually, it was like something inside of me just WANTED to work a 9 hour shift.. because I wasn’t scheduled until 11 and showed up at 10. Do you know what a difference that hour makes?

A big one.

An hour to sleep, shop, blog.. whatever it may be. It was an hour that would’ve separated me further from the 9 hour shift the night before.

But I toughed it out. I worked 10-7.. I felt faint and hungry. I stopped at Wal Mart (the best retail in the valley.. GAG) and bought kiwi, blue cheese crumblys, raspberries, and blackberries. I was craving a steak salad with the steak I had at home.. I sped to it. For at 7:30? I was being an overachiever. I was babysitting.

And it wasn’t even my own siblings.

Yea, I was late. I arrived at 7:40. I can’t lie. I was bitter and sat for approximately 30 seconds wallowing in the fact that I bought toppings for my salad and the lettuce was rotten.

Whatever.

I made it, I survived. I got home just before midnight;

like Cinderella leaving the ball, except much more scummy.

I felt like an hour later I was disturbed though. I woke up at 8:15 to a little boy and a bunch of squinkies in my bed.. if I aren’t familiar with squinkies, they are very annoying little rubber creatures. About 20 of them find themselves in my bed each morning with my brother Owen, and they’ll never be seen again.

I somehow fell back to sleep though, missing 9AM mass. My mom was bitter and took my phone.

It was really dumb, if we’re being completely honest here.

Thankfully, when I woke up at 10:15 and got my phone back, the rare ocurance of my father vouching on my behalf happened and off to 11AM mass I went.

It wasn’t like I was going to skip. Just a girl worked the bone NEEDS her beauty sleep.

The good news is, for some reason I was paid double what I expected, when I was babysitting.

Oh, and you know what else is good news?

I am guesting on a radio show for Teena Cathey June 6th, this Wednesday at 11 EST! Tune in on the link below: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/the-teena-cathey-show/2012/06/06/part-2-you-can-be-fabulous-on-a-budget#.T8kpZ4bSKfc.email

I’m going to dicuss frugal shopping and prom :).

Today:

I’ve been up to my eyeballs in homework interspersed with “Lie to me” episodes.

So this weekend has been interesting. My weekend has been busy and bustling and then completely dead.

My weekend has been like that steak salad.

Except I never ate the salad because the lettuce was gross. I had crumbly blue cheese, almonds and cranberries together. It was really good actually.. some black berries and raspberries separately and a cheese stick.

Last but not least, I’d like to leave you with some words of wisdom though.

When you have the desire to paint your nails at 1:30 am, make sure they dry before you fall asleep.

(whoops)


Allison

I’m so over it.


I really can’t contain myself. I feel this obsessive need to blog every time something good happens to me, and guess what preppies? That decision has changed again. Right when you think I’m one way? One thing?

I’m not.

Had to call into work and figure out my life this weekend, and guess what I did.

I decided I am going to Canisius College in Buffalo! The deposit will be in tomorrow, and I could not be happier. I already have my roomie/suitemate situation figured out!

It’s a compromise between SCAD and Herkimer, but a compromise I am willing to make. I am so sorry I haven’t been the most dedicated blogette as of late, but this college stress comes first. Since I had barely anything to do today though, you are back in my life no worries. I plan on looking as stylish as usual, I’ll have more fashion knowledge to disperse among the internet tomorrow. As for now? I am in a sweatshirt and not wearing make up.

Don’t gag too loud darlings, I know it’s a crime.

Maybe I’l paint my nails.. God knows tomorrow it’s a hetic day and I will have SO much homework. I just don’t feel like preparing.

Can you say SENIORITIS?

I can say, so over highschool and fake college.

Goodbye hick-town, Hello Canisius (;

Allison