Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Haters- A Synopsis

 You probably have them, and they be hatin. But what are they and why do they hate you? Here you will find out what Haters really are, why they might hate you, how to deal with them, and maybe a music video or two.


  1. Hate- to dislike intensely or passionately; feel extreme aversion foror extreme hostility toward;     detest: to hate the enemy; to hatebigotry.- dictionary.com
  2. Haterperson that simply cannot be happy for another person's success. So rather than be happy they make a point of exposing a flaw in that person.
    Hating, the result of being a hater, is not exactly jealousy. The hater doesnt really want to be the person he or she hates, rather the hater wants to knock somelse down a notch.
    Susan: You know, Kevin from accounting is doing very well. He just bought a house in a very nice part of town.
    Jane (hater): If he is doing so well why does he drive that '89 Taurus

Obviously the second is from Urban Dictionary, which means you can get it on a mug.I should also inform you of the meme "Haters Gonna Hate" Now if you don't know your memes please, for the sake of humanity, check out this website. But anyways check out this pic below

Alright! So now that you got the idea of what a hater is, let's go into why they might hate you. Please refer to the image above. Or maybe you are just an ass. 

Moving on again, how can you deal with haters? This is where the music video comes in. I want you to transform into Nicki Minaj. And remember haters make you famous.

So now I want you to go insult people, make weird noises, wear things that don't make sense. Accept who you are.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012


 1. Sometimes I just stop and wonder. I think about how complex everything is and how utterly ignorant we all are. How, if we collected everyone's thoughts and ideas, there would still be an infinite amount of knowledge we could never attain. Everything just keeps...collecting. It keeps gathering and shrinking. Change is limitless. I easily feel small and comforted with these thoughts. And although as a part of the universe you are non existent, you are still existing. Your mind itself is a universe, with billions of cells and systems that make up your consciousness. I could just sit back in awe of the fact that I can even sit back in awe for a long time.

 2. My dad mentioned to me the other day(or month or year) that every time we visit a place of the past, it's different. Every time we visit a memory, it changes. When I walk up my front steps into my home of 16 years, it's different. When I look at myself in the mirror, I'm someone else. I've had a new thought or experience that has shaped me.

Well anyway, had to get some of this off my chest. And thanks to those who have conversations with me that really make me think, or just make go "hot damn that was a nice conversation". You really are the best kind of people.

Friday, December 30, 2011

First Ten Songs

So for Christmas I got this new mp3 player. It's loaded up, and I'm going to tell you the first ten song that I shuffle upon. Then, if you were ever interested, you may gauge my musical taste.

The Great Salt Lake- Band of Horses
Hypnotize- The White Stripes
Bury Me With It- Modest Mouse
Gone- Pearl Jam
Tiny Vessels- Death Cab For Cutie
We've Got a Groovy Thing Goin'- Simon & Garfunkel
War of Worlds- The Blizzards
2+2=5- Radiohead
Eyes Wide Open- Goo Goo Dolls

Well folks, there you have it.  

Monday, July 25, 2011

A Day in the Life of Allie's Summer When Everyone's at Work.

  A Day in the Life of Allie's Summer When Everyone's at Work.

     It's summer, it's hot and you aren't doing anything. You wake up on the average or 10:30 because anything pass that makes you feel like too much of a slacker. You eat brunch, because remember it's 10:30 here, and then watch the last of the Kathy Lee and Hoda (part of the Today Show). You eat your oat meal and toast (it was the easiest thing to make) while you think of what a bitch Kathy Lee is to Hoda. After this exciting endeavor, you go grab your computer, log on then check Facebook, wait for someone to chat you or like your status, and then check email. After you realize no one cares enough to just send you an email anymore or that you are basically a nobody, you turn to your blogs. Now you feel it. You feel that voice in your head that says "Hey nerd, check out this hilarious rage comics. After that you will scroll down to find a funny Harry Potter/Mean Girls joke!"
     You decide you should do something purposeful, not that there is anything purposeful to do, but you should try. Exercise. You attempt to work out for about ten minutes until the full force of a hot day hits you and your air conditioner really isn't fulfilling it's job description. You look out the window into the back yard and notice the bright yellow sprinkler head innocently beckoning you. It says "Just come over here and lay down under me." You shake away this fantasy. Now you wish you had more friends you could rely on to not have plans or be busy. Oh right find something purposeful to do! Nah just watch T.V.
     Ok now you're desperate. You wash the dishes, because you know that even if there isn't a note telling you to do so, you're still supposed to wash them. Besides, you're bored so you might as well right? When you finish the dishes you decide to play a nice lonely game of Scrabble. Who will win this time? Me 1 or Me 2? Me 2 has won the last two games...After you finally have taught yourself you hate Scrabble you go back to your computer. Log on then check Facebook, see how everyone else is doing something and become depressed. Realize you are sitting on a couch with the T.V. on and a laptop in you lap. You need to do something purposeful!
   Aw screw it! You'll do something purposeful tomorrow. Or wait until you have plans.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

3 Things: Mood, Pictures and Decisions

Have you ever noticed how other people's mood can have an affect on your own? For example: Your friends are dreading an upcoming event, and now you suddenly don't find it as appealing. The only reason I mention this is because I have experienced that lately. When the people around me are bored and irritable, I feel bored and irritable. In many ways it is terrible because if everyone is in a cranky, snappy mood then everyone is, as Katy Perry would say, a firework. Just not in a good way. It's just difficult to be in a good mood when the others can't shake off that "I had a terrible day and I want to take it out on everyone" vibe. On the other hand however, this mood sharing can have a positive affect. When people around you are in a good, elevated mood it can bring you up with them.

Does anyone ever think that we take too many pictures? Or how about constantly being recorded? Think about it. Everywhere you go there is security cameras, people with picture phones, cameras. Imagine all the footage of you going into a grocery store and walking down the isles, buying some shoes, making a deposit at the bank, or just going to school. I'm pretty sure with all the security footage taken of me you could document a large chunk of my life. Then there is all the pictures that are taken of you, and that you take. I'm 15, I have hundreds of photos on Facebook, and I'm tagged in over a hundred. Imagine when I'm thirty, forty. My generations entire lives will be documented. The plus side, you will be able to remember your life through all the pictures you've taken. The negative side, where is your privacy? What makes a moment special or intimate if it's always recorded for the world to see?

You are pretty much making a decision all the time, even in your sleep. You don't even notice all the little decisions you make until you really ponder it. From the minuscule: What song? Will I get out of bed now or in five minutes? Do I make a left turn? What do I type? Should I answer my phone? Do I take a shower? How much do I want to eat? Light on or off? To the more perplexing: Do I want to be their friend? Who am I? Can I trust them? Is there a god? Is what I'm doing good or bad? Is there good or bad?

Do you ever remember anyone telling you "They just made the wrong decisions." or "It depends on the paths you choose." Oddly enough I think that most, if not every decision you make affects you and your future. But you can't expect to people to make the "right" decisions or choose the "correct path" when everyone's life is a completely different path. You can sometimes see the roads other people have traveled, but you cannot travel them and experience the same journey.

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Am I a Traitor?

http://allieawesome.tumblr.com/ check it out. It's better for pictures, this is better for writing.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Some Drugs

So in my dream I have this plastic bag of meth hidden in my closet, along with a sizable amount of weed. The funny thing about that is it looked like fresh spinach leaves and had a yellow sticker labeling it as "Maryjane". I did a line or two of the meth on the trunk in my closet and wasn't very impressed, so I promised myself I would find a way to dispose of it before anyone found it.  I decided to keep the weed, and find the right time to use it. I thought it was much less hardcore than crank, plus it helped me sleep in my dream...

My parents thought I was acting differently lately(in the dream), probably because I was hiding drugs in my closet and I was considerably paranoid. I was also shaky, and had very dark eyes. I wanted to tell them I did have some meth, maybe they could help me get rid of it. I decided that would defeat the whole purpose of finding a way to get it out of my house. Then I think I decided I would try to sell it. But I  couldn't think of anyone who would possibly want it. I'd sell it anyway.

That's pretty much it. Just to clarify I've never done drugs, but occasionally I have a dream where I do. I'm also reading a book about this girls who goes from good girl to bad in girl in one summer after visiting my home town, Albuquerque. She makes the turn so easily too. Most of me just thinks that she is weak. Weak to let drugs consume her life. I often wonder what makes her not want to quit? Is the high really worth loosing so many things.

Just goes to show, that you can become a different person if you want to. I'm pretty sure the girl in this book was tired of her average life. When she went to see her dad she was offered a taste of excitement, she liked the flavor and didn't want to let go of it. She held on to it with clenching fists.