Ally's Blurty

Time:

9:45 pm.

I've stopped enjoying internet journals. So this will be my last entry. I've had other journals and said this before but I really mean it. If I need to write in a journal I have got a real one (aka NOT an online bulletin board used to keep a running commentary of my life, cleverly disguised as a "journal"). The things I write in there are much more personal and meaningful than an internet journal could ever allow for. I don't know why I've kept at this as long as I have. Forget it. It doesn't matter; I don't have to explain myself anymore. I'm out...peace

Time:

10:08 pm.

Joe had Coheed and Cambria on his answering machine on Thursday when I called. I was so excited I almost forgot to leave a message.

I've been cutting my hair everyday when I wake up. It's been a three day work-in-progress, but I think my haircut is finally looking pretty good. Friday after we played basketball it was sticking up all over and I went in Joe's bathroom and messed it up even more. I came out and Andrew said "WHOA...your hair is CRAZY". I'll take that for a compliment, thanks. It's a lot better than some other things he could have said. Like..."your hair is BALDING".

Whatever's clever.

Did I mention my sister failed her senior project and skipped her graduation ceremony? I made her a card for the occasion and everything; it's a family tradition. My dad didn't go to his either as didn't his father before him and his father before him. Okay okay of course my grandfather didn't go to his graduation ceremony, he worked in hard labor. And who knows if his father went to his. I don't even know if his father grew up in England or California or what. We're not even related. But I can feel it in my bones that he didn't want to go. I just know that he wouldn't cop out on the family like that and ruin a perfectly good tradition before it even got started

And! I am still on the hunt for:
1) The perfect shade of pink nail polish
2) Cherry-flavored Ramune
3) The cheapest pop-tarts within a five-mile radius
4) Fairy wings

More about that later...slán go foíl

Subject:	tá mé ag dul go dtí an teach tabhairne
Time:	4:58 pm.

Today my brother and I spent the afternoon at a pub. We got pub chips aka steak fries and sodas, played pac-man and watched baseball all day. My mom came by on her lunch break which was also loads of fun. The menu at the pub said "Sláinte!" really big across the front and I asked my mom, do you know what that means? She said "cheers" and I said, hey not bad. Maith thú. Our Gaelic is definitely coming along.

Joe called a few minutes ago. Maybe we'll hang out later this week. I don't know what we'll do but I do know it will involve sparklers and cherry coke, because that's what I'm bringing.

I'm trying to convince my brother that styling his hair with Stuff by Hilary Duff is gangsta. He's holding out but mark my words, he'll crack by the end of the week. A person can only endure so many wedgies

Time:

4:00 pm.

Some people are such TOSSERS. I think everyone goes through a Tosser Stage but some people never seem to outgrow it. I myself have been known to act like a tosser many a time. However I have outgrown it and I am proud to say my house is now a tosser-free zone. Sadly I cannot say the same for the rest of the neighborhood. Particularily about Mr. and Mrs. Next-Door. They keep a boat in their driveway that is nearly twice as big as their house. How sad is that? To quote Georgia Nicolson, "spectacularily sad, that's how".

Today I saw a girl with leopard print sewn into the hood of her jacket. That is my next project. I steal all my fashion ideas from girls off the street and girls I see in Non-no. Right now I am wearing my coolest outfit which was VERY inspired by Non-no. I think I am addicted

We are having bulgogi and chigumshi namul for dinner. Later my brother and I might go get chips and cokes at the pub. And yes, the rumors are true. I love food. That's it. Thanks for tuning in...thanks for reading...thanks for caring

Time:

9:57 am.

Yesterday we went to about a thousand Asian markets. I bought grape flavored Oran-C and a craft kit to make roses. The directions were entirely in Korean, which just made it more fun. Later on we got mandu buns at a bakery and headed on over to Wendy's house. All in all, a good day.

Today my mom and I are on the hunt to find the best ingredients possible in order to make the perfect chicken tikka masala...it's going to be a difficult mission but luckily it is a cause near and dear to my heart.

Oh, and I almost forgot! My grades were two A's and a B. I was very proud of myself when I saw my grades because I took 14 units this semester (12 units is considered a full-time student) while I worked 40 hours a week on a graveyard shift. So now that my GPA is 3.67 or so I am looking to transfer to a university in England next fall. Happy Tuesday everyone and especially Happy Tuesday ME

Subject:	Facts about me:
Time:	8:26 pm.

1. My favorite foods are carne asada fries and yellow curry but I eat bubble and squeak or champ when I'm upset because that's what I consider to be comfort food
2. I wear perfume every time I go out, even if I'm only going to Big Lots or the market or something. And I wear this rose-lilac-jasmine scented perfume from a line of two perfumes. It's #2 in the line and Miko is going to start wearing #1
3. I won my school's science fair in the 9th grade. My project was about the effects of chlorine vs non-chlorine bleach on textiles
4. My favorite Beastie Boy is Ad-rock
5. I have had what I consider to be three very meaningful friendships in my life (Miko, Rat and Akemi)
6. I have a bit of a crush on Claudio Sanchez. I don't know why. I think I like him for his mind. But I would probably kiss him if the chance arose too
7. I always order the #4 for breakfast at McDonalds
8. I speak English, some Gaelic, and some Spanish. And I can read and write Korean fluently
9. My favorite animals are penguins and dogs, especially Adelie penguins because they mate for life. I think that is very romantic
10. I like Hilary Duff better than Lindsay Lohan. And I wear her lip gloss. Although I own the same green pants as Lindsay Lohan wears in Freaky Friday. But Lindsay Lohan kind of seems like an asshole to me
11. I used to listen to music obsessively and spend lots of time trying to find new bands and stuff but during the last few years I've just felt like I can't be bothered with it somehow. It has too much of the "I'm cooler than you because I listen to these bands and wear these clothes" mentality of high school associated with it or something. I listen to Coheed and Cambria every day, though. I'll go to Warped Tour to buy their comic book. And I will always like Good Charlotte and Penpals
12. If I was one of the new Charlie's Angels, I would definitely want to be Dylan. Because she is cute, but tough.
13. My motto is "Cute, but tough"
14. If I had another motto, it would possibly be "whatever's clever"

Subject:	go raibh maith agat
Time:	9:43 pm.

Eating beans on fries code name "beans on chips" as my Sweedish pen pal likes to call it. Trying to choke down this mocha coffee drink my dad bought me but it's not happening. I just hate coffee. Even Thai coffee. I think I will stick it in the fridge and put the kettle on in a minute.

Miko is so smart and educated. She is telling me that feng shui actually means "wind and water" so those are the characters you use to write it in Chinese. She has a million interesting things to say about everything we talk about. I think she's incredibly brilliant and I am so glad that out of everyone in the entire world, she's my best friend

I was thinking about the way I look today. I hate my eyes, nose, and mouth but on the upside I think I have incredible fashion sense so that is definitely a plus. That doesn't mean I put together fantastic outfits to wear every day. It just means I could if I wanted to, which is more than I can say for a lot of people

Subject:	GO ME
Time:	2:14 pm.

So here is a list of the things the boy I like has seen me doing in the past month:
1. picking my nose (up to the elbow)
2. laying on the floor with my head under the shoe-fitting mirror at work trying to quickly fix my makeup so he won't see me with makeup smeared all over my face looking like an idiot (too late)
3. trip over a toaster (HILARIOUS)
4. fall asleep while he was talking to me
5. walk into a shelf

luckily, I only consider these minor setbacks

Time:

9:42 pm.

Miko and I were talking about things the other night and we both agreed it was great to be in our twenties. We both have matured so much within the last few years. It seems that during high school I felt like my maturity was pretty flat-lined, but then I think I really started growing up and getting used to being in my skin when I hit 19 or so. That doesn't mean I hit 19 and became the most mature person in the world. I still had lots of things to work on...I still have lots of things to work on. But the progress I've made within the last few years has been remarkable, I think. Sometimes think I become more mature and learn lots more about myself and life within just a month or so. I'm only twenty-one and I still have lots of room for improvement. But I'm very happy with myself.

Subject:	good times on the graveyard shift
Time:	6:28 pm.

The managers at my work are so grumpy. I think they like to pick on me because I am not in the 500 Club. THE 500 POUND CLUB, that is. Even my mom said it looked like a safari the last time she stopped by. I don't know exactly what she meant by a safari, but the words "elephants" and "hippos" were mentioned. For example, last night my manager yelled at me for going in the snack area after break time was over. Well I don't know what she was yelling about, there wasn't any food left anyways. All that could be seen for miles around was the aftermath of the break time feeding frenzy, aka thousands of chip bags and napkins thrown all over the floor. Only joking, as if the people on my shift would actually stop eating long enough to use a napkin!!! In fact just the other night Edmund opened a box of ho-hos in the cafeteria and I was lucky to make it out alive

Time:

11:54 am.

OH MY GOD SERIOUSLY, what is the point of having a dad?! I mean, what is their job??? I always say this, but I'll say it again: it's terribly unfortunate that lesbians can't get each other pregnant. The world would be a hundred million times better. I would much rather have two moms. So then I had this brilliant idea last week: ALL I HAVE TO DO IS GET MY MOM INTO THE CLOSET SO SHE CAN COME OUT OF IT!!! So far it's not going well, but I'm not discouraged. Last week she ripped up the centerfold of Pamela Anderson I hung over her bed. That's just fine with me, I heard denial is the first step in accepting your homosexuality

Subject:	inniu sé Déardaoin agus ta sé ceathrú go dtí a hocht
Time:	7:30 pm.

Wendy's birthday was last week so we bought her $10 worth of lotto scratchers (since she owes money) and brought a cake and ice cream to her house. Hopefully this weekend I can talk my mom into going to the Indian grocery market to have samosas and tea. She bought me chicken masala there a few weeks ago and it was really good so that is one of my new favorite markets to go to now. I think it must be at least in the Top 5. Last night we were at work and Ana said, "oh I made you something!" then she gave me a super black-and-pink necklace. So tonight I am going to the dollar store to get some of those cute plastic bracelets they sell there so I can keep one and give one to her and we can have friendship bracelets. Next Friday I am going to hang out with her and Michael R. and Mario. I had lunch with Addison yesterday. I had hawiian food for the second time and a green tea cola. He only had a coffee and I felt bad eating in front of him at first but he ended up having some anyways so it was okay. It's funny because a year ago I didn't really have anyone to hang out with at all, but now there are loads and loads and loads of people.

I got a lot of books about running an internet business. It's going to be a lot of work but it will be good money on the side and I am excited

Subject:	sunday night/monday morning
Time:	11:55 pm.

I found this body spray, everytime I wear it everyone tells me I smell like tea. I always ask "black or green tea?" but no one seems to know. It smells like PG Tips or something, which in my opinion is nice. Although the bottle claims that it is supposed to smell like sunshine. Who knows what that smells like? Apparantly like a cuppa..(?)

I got inspired today and started taping all sorts of magazine pages to the back of my door. I have horoscope forecasts and recipe instructions in Japanese I got from Non-No and all sorts of other pictures from Elle Girl which I must say, I like quite a bit. A picture of a girl in Amsterdam. Instructions on how to have a picnic. I'm going to tape paper stars all over it

Skirts-over-skirts is a good thing. A great thing, even. Skirts-over-pants might be even better

Dino called. Who knows what is going to happen with that.

Time:

3:37 pm.

I went to Jay's house last night, I can never remember where it is and he gives the worst directions in the history of the world: "you're going to drive for about three minutes, and then you're going to see some trees...turn left there". So after I finally got there everyone met up (minus Jen, Homer, Louie and Rhea) and we went and hung out in a parking lot all night. Sounds boring but it was loads of fun. Joe went into his trunk and got out some coke and crack........ers. It was funny that that was exactly what he had and he was keeping them in his trunk. I think I'm going to put some in my trunk too so it can be our new joke. Anyways we just listened to music and talked all night

Today was a slurpee day. Took a fifty minute walk after school listening to Co + Ca, I can't stop!! It's like an addiction!!! Nothing makes me happier. I mean, should I start playing Dungeons and Dragons or what?! Right now I'm home from school for half an hour and then I work until 7 or 8 this morning, it's going to be fun. I get paid to eat free junk food and watch Conan O'Brien for half an hour at work every night I work until 8...it's almost too good to be true

Tomorrow I am going to breakfast with Edmund and then Wednesday I am going to lunch with Addison. Did I tell you my mom and I have been saving up money to go to Ireland soon? I think we are going to go through all the main cities and then go visit the counties our family came from. It's going to be so rad, I can't wait

Time:

6:47 pm.

All month I was thinking about my friend Dino from high school and wishing I had his phone number so I could call him and we could hang out. Well, today after school I was thirsty so I thought I should stop on my way home and buy a drink. Even though I had to sit and persuade myself to go for about half an hour because I was tired from working a graveyard shift last night from midnight - 5 am and then going to school all morning. But for some reason I went anyways. Well guess who was inside?! That's right suckers, the one and only MICHAEL BOLTON!!! Fooled you, didn't I?! You thought I was going to say Dino but we are talking about Michael Bolton here!!!! That's what they call the old "bait and switch"!! Boy was I ever glad I decided to go after all

Okay I'm lying. It really was Dino. Even though this IS my journal I still feel bad making things up in it.

So Dino had a new look and I didn't recognize him until he said something to me. I would describe his new look as "Jeremiah: Man of the Mountains". His beard was lolling off his face and I wasn't going to make any comments about it but eventually I had to pretend I saw something exciting out the window so he would turn his head and I wouldn't have to be stuck sitting with parts of it in my lap. His clothes...well, I don't think they were his clothes, the Dino I used to know would have never gotten tricked into buying a t-shirt made out of a burlap sack. Not to say he didn't still look cute, Dino will always look cute to me! He just looked cute in a "I-want-to-cut-eyeholes-in-your-beard-so-I-can-see-your-face-and-buy-you-shoes-because-it-is-much-too-cold-to-be-wearing-sandals" way.

Anyways, I asked him what he had been up to recently. He said he had been taking drumming classes. I said, oh are you in a band then? He said no, he's taking tribal drumming classes in a park. I then gave him my phone number and he pulled out a cell phone (!!!) which I was quite surprised about, I thought he would probably just get in his hut and drum out a message on his bongos to someone who owned a telephone, or maybe even a telegraph, so they could get ahold of me.

Anyways, the short and short of it is I asked him to call me and he said, "um...YOU call ME". Ho ho!! WELL. WITH THAT ATTITUDE MAYBE I WILL AND MAYBE I WON'T, EH?! WE'LL JUST SEE ABOUT THAT.

Boys are such a mystery to me