No drugs. No drinking. Youll get kicked out of college if youre arrested.  Dont do try anything stupid. I don't want a grandchild.  Be safe.  Don't drink anything from an open cup. Always stay with a group of friends.  Don't break any laws.  Call me when you get there.  Be mature.  Don't let anyone take advantage of you.  Don't overdo it. No dirtry dancing.  Respect your body.  You can have fun without partying.  Don't cave into peer pressure.  Don't stay up late everynight.  No drinking and driving.  Don't smoke the reefer.  Be respectful.  Make sure the musics not too loud.  Don't hang out with strangers.  Keep your clothes on.  Sleep in an all girls room.  Be sure to take your medicine.  Wear your seatbelt.  Don't open the door to anyone you dont know. 

Above, we have some pretty generic advice given by parents of late teens who plan to embark upon prom weekend.  Most parents worry about the behavior and safety of their children.  And frankly, given the circumstances of this weekend, they should.  Young men and women all around the world will hear at least one of those phrases uttered by their parents as they walk out of their houses clad in prom attire.  My parents however, gave me this advice at dinner last night:

"Allison," my dad said, "look at me and listen to me very closely." I rolled my eyes.  "Don't roll your eyes, this is important," my dad continued.  "Do not.  DO NOT leave any dirty underwear on the floor this weekend."  Then my mom hit my dad on the back and yelled something about not giving me valuable advice. But i thought it was pretty legitimate. 

High School is over.  It's a bizzare feeling.  At heart, I am a twelve year old girl who climbs trees and sings to herself when she feels uncomfortable.  I can't remember the last time i climbed a tree, and although I still sing songs at really unoprotune moments, I feel as though my childhood days are slipping by at the seams, if you will.  I am so far from being an adult but i am very ready to take the next step towards having a real life of my own.  Give me my diploma god damnit!

A lot has happened since i last updated. I dont necessarily know what, but i know that a lot has happened.  I used my horn for the first time in the car.  I usually just curse uncontrollably but yesterday I honked my horn.  I had escargot for the first time.  I swam for the first time of the season.  I went to a few good concerts.  I went to a couple bad concerts. I skipped a period of school. I lost a pair of shoes that i really liked.  I tried a new flavor waterice.  I had my first peanutbutter and jelly sandwhich ina very long time and realized that i still hate them.  I masterd my tivo remote.  I decided to go to connecticut college.  I made an asian friend thats going to conn.  I got in a big fight with my sister becuase i poked her butt in the public and she didn't talk to me for a day and a half.   I played soccer with my dad and realized that i missed playing.  My jewish education came to an end.  I went to washington dc.  I played online checkers.  I did a lot more that i cant think of becuase my mom is yelling at me to clean my room. 

I miss you xanga.  I miss you a lot. 

feklempt130: i need to update my xanga
feklempt130: what should i write about
RBZ489:  vaginas

Well, I'm not going to do that....although, part of me wants to now that I am a vagina warrior.  About a month ago i attended the vagina monologues downtown which was one of the funniest and empowering experiences.  I also got a chocolate vagina, which i brought it in to show my class during health. But this update is not about vaginas.

I took a personal day today.  My parents were not pleased.  I woke up this morning and tried, pretty pathetically, to convince my parents that I was sick.  It was a sad attempt.  After a few minutes of groaning and rolling around in my bed my parents told me to get up and go to school.  I put on my jeans and hobbled down the stairs to my parents room.  There was some yelling, some "theres really not a shot in hell that youre actually sick, youre going to school" and then some tempertantrum throwing.  Finally, i decided to forget that i was 18 and i resorted back to those days of third grade resistence.  I am ashamed to say that i ran upstairs and hid under my covers.  It was a feeble attempt , but none the less, it worked out.  My parents are pretty furious with me but i cut my week down to a 2 day week and i got a lot of work done so, all in all, i'm pretty satisfied. 

I cannot beilive PSSA break is this week! Holy moly stromboli.  I have had two years of great PSSA weeks but, now that we get the whole week off, i think this one will beat them all.  I have no plans, except to slowly clean my room and go to an eye doctors appointment, so who knows what i'll be occupying my time with.  

Today, i cleaned under my bed... yes folks, that's how unbearably bored i was.  It was quite possibily the most disgusting thing I've ever done, and thats including the time i cleaned period blood off of a horses leg for service learning day.  I did find a lot of things i thought i lost, including but not limited to: my capo, stero remote,  a pair of sweatpants, an unbrella, three dvds, a million cds, fundraising candy, half a waterbottle of old champagne, permision slip forms, an overdue library book, two different vocab books,  cd's 1-4 of hp5, and a gluestick.   I have to have my whole room cleaned by march 30th or i cannot go to chicago with my dad, says my mom, but i think thats a false threat.

I'm going to chicago with my dad for my birthday (which was two months ago).  We're seeing three concerts- two of them at the house of blues, which im really very excited about, and i don't know where the other one is.  I really can't wait! March is the best month.  And i love day light savings time.  I love when its lighter later.  Like today for instance, it was 7 and still sunny...how marvelous! Tomorrow, I am going on my first rollerblade expedition of the season after school!  I am just in an all around better mood come the spring time.  Winter sucks.  I am always so unhappy during the winter, but once the sun comes out and the temperature starts to climb, there really is no stopping this good mood of mine.  And that was a poem.

I hear back from all my schools between march 15-april 1st.  I am very nervous and im dreading the arrival of small envelopes.  I really took a risk with all of the schools I applied to and i don't feel really good about any of them...so thats great. Hopefully, i will be pleasantly surprised.  I dont want to talk about this anymore.

I got sucked into watching this little mermaid tv show on disney channel today around noon.  At first I thought it was the actual little mermaid so i got really excited, i might have squealed, i think i did.  After just a few moments however, it became evident that it wasnt the movie at all.  The animation was very poor and flouder didn't sound the same.  I meant to turn the channel, I really did, but then Ariele got lost in the North Pole and flouder was stuck in a block of ice and i really couldnt help it but watch.  It wasnt that bad.  You know what is bad though... the search for the new pussy cat doll.  How is that even a show? HOW? I watched the whole thing, but as i was watching i was shaking my head in disgust.  I saw them in concert last may. I told myself id be a pussy cat doll for halloween.  I was a viking yoodler.  Not too far off.

My 9th grade spanish teacher, miss kazarian, just called me to ask if i'd baby sit for her saturday night.  Flash back to the freshman year i'd say. I'm going to do it.  I need money really badly.  I really do intend on going to Bonnaroo.  I got the okay from my parents but i'm going to have to pay for my ticket and the trip and supplies.  I think i have a job in line for the summer though...nannying for this little girl who i love for like 200 bucks a week with nights off.  I love this little girl, she's three, and she's perfect.  Maybe ill steal her.  I babysat for her last week, she dressed in a cow custome and we played doctor...becuase that seems the only suitable thing to do when somebody is dressed up in a cow costume.  I also made up this incredible bedtime story about a penguin which I really am considering jotting down incase I one day get the urge to write a childrens book. Anyway, I cant wait for this summer. I just cannot wait. 86 days until graduation.  86!!

Okay, im going to go watch tv in the shower...one of my very very favorite pastimes.  Ive missed updating a lot.  Eprop.

Currently Listening Ten By Pearl Jam see related

Ive been thinking about updating for so long now, but everytime i click the "new weblog entry" link, my mind goes blank and i ultimately end up logging into facebook instead. Not this time.  Ive been thinking long and hard about this update...and still, i've got nothing. Instead of being creative and writing some witty passage updating all you fine readers about my more than exciting life, I  have decided to go with a different approach.  I will now take you back in time to the days of carelessness. Days of tag, fireflies, and stepping on ants.  Days of too much sugar, too many school projects involving glue, and too much spandex. Oh thats right, I'm taking you back to the days of elementary school...(via my first diary that i recently came upon under my bed this past week). I will keep the spelling the same as it is in my diary just to give you the full effect:. Enjoy the ride.

I will start off with my first ever journal entry dated "17 Decmbrer" year unkown:

Hi Diary. My day is verey good. We wett too the Hukrdar and saw a play. Wen we ure thar the tolowlit over flod it was funee. we Wett home. We lite the moru.

After years of alanyzing this entry, i decifierd it to mean: Hi Diary. My day is very good.  We went to the (yea i dont know) and saw a play.  When we were there the toliet overflowed. It was funny. We went home. We lit the menorah.  Next entry: "Mrch 1"

I am Back on a Diarya prty is going on it is stuped. But stuped is a bad wrd plees do not Bop set Allie sometimes not vere has to los of people but i still lik eAllie but Shiee is a brat.

I think i meant to write...I am back on a diary party. (Not diarrhea party, but you never know). It is stupid. But stupid is a bad word please do not say it? Allie sometimes not very has a lot of poeple  but i still like Allie but she is a brat.  (Honestly, i dont even know what any of that means but i'm pretty sure i had a point.)  Now, i'll flip a few pages forward. This one is entitled: "Arl 10"

I like jmogei. Not the game, the move you silly.  i wockt the move and I like this day it's fun very fun so fun I can screme. I'm sckremming. ahhhhh...I' dun. I'm definey dun and i menifut.

I like jamangi.  Not the game, the movie you silly.  I watched the movie and I like this day, it's fun. very fun. so fun i can scream. I'm screaming. ah. ah. ah. I'm done. I'm deffinetly done, and i mean it...

Dear Diary, I'm going to be rich mabey! My friend and me dage up a firehrit, one of thos med-l things.  And my mom is going to tell the gvnirs whife! I'm relly glad I fond it.  I thout it was a rock cus i only fond the top! On saturday i wen to my bassball game. My teme wan!... Im not rich.

(I vividly remember this day): Dear Diary, I'm going to be rich maybe! My firend and me dug up a fire hydrant, one of those metal things. And my mom is going to tell the govenor's wife! I'm really glad i found it.  I thought it was a rock becuase i only found the top! On saturday i went to my baseball game. My team won!... I'm not rich.

Okay, ive had enough. Eprop.

Since I have never kept any of my previous New Years resolutions, I’ve decided to come up with 70 resolutions to better increase my chances of actually keeping with one...

- read a new book every two weeks

- sing in the car on the way to school

- put the cap back on toothpaste tube

- limit yelling the word ‘fuck’ to twice a car ride

- perform in a coffee shop

- video tape myself doing something stupid and put it on youtube

- write five new decent songs by the beginning of march

- drink more water

- drink less coffee

- go to spin class before school to see dr. burt in biking shorts

- wear sunscrean

- keep up with growing my nails

- get into college

- watch less nickeloden

- watch more history channel

- play hookie at least once to say i did

- wear my suspenders to school

- do homework at home

- eat healthy

- clean my car

- buy a t-shirt with dinasours on it

- write a twenty + page short story

- streak (even if its in my backyard)

- start a slow clap

- learn how to juggle

- become proficient on the harmonica 

- recycle

- meet a boy with a british or irish or australian accent

- keep my room clean for three consecutive days

- speak a made up language and convince people on the street that im from another country

- make more money

- put money in the bank

- keep my grade over 100 in math

- learn to ski

- bowl a 200 (without bumpers)

- rollerblade down a huge hill

- turn in a lab on time

- learn dirty words in 6 different langauges

- ride a train/subway with no destination in mind

- publish a poem

- wear earings

- buy a skateboard

- read the newspaper more

- learn how to say "hello how are you" in elvish

- rekindle a lost friendship

- camp out at philly folk fesitval

- ice skate at rockafeller center

- go to more chorus classes

- read hamlet without sparknoting

- be able to decifer the words to pearl jam's 'young ledbetter" without looking up the  

  lyrics

- eat less fast food

- eat food more slowly

- buy new cleats

- use newly bought cleats

- make out in a phonebooth

- invent a new dance move

- find a wonderful prom dress

- find a wonderful prom date

- watch more news

- sell my body for money...

-... tell less lies

- beat my sister in gin rummy, chess, or checkers

- stretch

- become organized

- learn all the words to three popular rap songs

- skinny dip in the ocean

- update my xanga more

- use facebook less

- wake up on the right side of bed 

- keep a godamn new years resolution

Santa left us a note last night telling us that he thought our cookies tasted like carboard.   I spent a good portion of my day yesterday making gingerbread men and the rest of the day anxiously awaiting 6pm and my grandma's crab bisque.  I love christmas eve, its undoubtedly my favorite night of the year.  I fell asleep quite easy last night, which i was not expecting.  I woke up at 630 and thought it was time to go downstairs and open gifts but...it wasnt.  I spent an hour and a half rolling around in bed. Literally just rolling around, back and forth back and forth, trying to rock myself to sleep. Didnt work.  I made out very well this morning- got a lot of good stuff. 

Im having a great winter break so far but we just got TIVO so i doubt i'll be leaving my house for the rest of the week.  TIVO will revolutionize the way i watch TV- - - In other news: I broke my first nail.  Now, you might not think this is a big deal but i know i will remember this moment forever.  I have been biting my nails since i could literally chew up and i stopped three weeks ago. My nails are long.  There are times now when I look down at my hands and think to myself, "are those my hands" -- then I move my fingers to reassure myself that yes, yes they are.  Yesterday, I broke the nail on my index finger. It was a very bittersweet moment, but a big deal to say the least.

Ive watched a Christmas Story twice on tv today...we also own the movie, and a ralphie bobblehead doll which is sitting on the tv across the room from me right now boobing its head as the eagles take the lead. 

fa ra ra ra ra ra ra ra raaaeprop.