Monday, December 21, 2009

chlorine.

today, my mother took me to the radi centre
so i could get a 'refresh course' on swimming for livesaving.
holy shit that stuff is hardcore.
we started out with the 20 lap swim in fifteen minutes.
ohdear jesus.
i remember swimming like it was so easy...
NO IT IS NOT. after three laps i was breathing heavily
and after ten i had terrible cramps...
but i ended up finishing in 14:25. i have a week to get better.
though its good enough to pass, i want to do better.
gotta love competition.
on another note, claire is here for two days with me : D
but, during those two days i have driver ed and basketball.
im sure she wont mind. but, its been tough.
she used to be my best friend, and weeks, even months go by without a thought of her.
what happened to us?
she was at school for a day, and we didnt even say more than a few words.
people just... bombard her there.
im not into that. the whole 'group' thing.
one on one time is where its at for me.
any group larger than that, just isnt my style.
i can hardly wait to have a few hours with her.
though it should be two days, the greedy bitches are taking her.
i hate them sometimes.
theyre so transparent.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

rushh.

i usually avoid going to the mall during christmas
that 'christmas rush' is always super stressful.
but today, i had to go to st. vital to get a swimsuit for lifeguarding.
and i saw people there i knew,
not to mention hot guys.
boy, i miss the mall.
actually, just the men. always the men, BRING ON THE MEN.
speaking of men, i was volunteering today
and theres this funny old man at the back who i sware i would marry
if we werent two generations apart.
so we winked at eachother, and he says 'youre looking good today allie'.
i couldnt stop giggling for the longest time.
and to think. i went to the mall, hockey, and a party
and the only person who thought i looked good
was the old man who saw me with no makeup in dress pants.
thanks elderly man, for restoring my confidence.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

the season.

geeze. i havnt posted in a while.
not because i dont have alot to say,
but because i dont really want to say it, ya know?
well anyways, nobody really cares about thoughts and whatnot
what we care about is christmass.
its fast approaching, and everybody is feeling it.
be it via singing charols in math class
or running through in the snow in a bikini, we all know its here.
though, i am dissapointed in the lack of snow we have.
winnipeg is notoruius for its frozen season,
and yet, we have hardly any white stuff (LOL) to compensate for it.
too bad, sledding was suposed to go down.
this week at school is going to be rough, with all the tests,
but when its over, the break will finally be here.
and i know, everbody is going to be blogging about things such as
how relaxed they are, how theyre lazy, how they miss people, etc.
in actuality, my break is compltely opposite.
i have two free days over it.
the rest is swimming, dinner parties with liberals, and the like.
it will be nice to get a break from school,
but activities just keep piling up.
on that note, basketball is taking over my life again, as it does every year.
im happiest on the court.
but, school basketball is changing it.
last game, the coaches screamed at me for playing defense wrong
and not playing man to man de.
what the hell. they told me to front her and play zone.
make up your fucking minds, and I CANT ALWAYS HEAR YOU
BECAUSE MY NAME IS FUCKING ALLIE, AND WHEN YOU SCREAM "ALI" I THINK ITS ME.
jesus. i want to quit. so badly.
but, not so bad that weights out my love of the game.
and my love for the trip in brandon next month !
shirtless and sweaty st pauls basketball players, you are mine.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

day off.

oh my goddddddd.
it was so nice to have a random day off.
i slept in, ate food, and watched mulan and star trek.
it was so good.
i sang along to all the songs and cried at three different points.
and star trek kicked ass.
it was the one where picard becomes a borg.
IT WAS INTENSE BEYOND BELEIF.
currently. im memorzing my american history speech,
meh, it should be good enough for me to get an A.
dont really know it, but hey,
if i say it loud enough, then the ponit will be made eventually.
also, im contemplating changing my look.
maybe, shorter hair and straight bangs,
maybe some hair dye and an indrustrial.
i dont know. i just want a change of pace,
AND MY BRACES.
fuck, ive had these things for three goddamn years.
get off of my face you silly slab of metal.

the perfect man.

the perfect guy will be as follows:
1. physical:
on the taller side, brunette- with short hair thats long enough to grab onto,
green (or light) eyes, a smile that makes me melt like chocolate foundue,
and my eyes automatically draw to him when shirtless.
2. inside:
he has to be funny- not so much lame funny, but has a good sense of humor
that will keep me guessing. he has to be intellegent, not so much school
smart- but capable of suppling random facts at the best of times. but most
important, he has to maintain converstaion and keep me entertained.
if a guys dull, then theres no point.
3. other.
i could care less if hes an athlete- its just a plus. but, music is usually
a must. guitarists are hot beyong beleif, but if he just plays acoustic
then im calling him gay. he has to be comfrotable around my friends, and soothe
my family. if he can do that, then hes automatically a keeper ;p AND, he has
to be accepting (and possibly agree with) my star trek and disney obession.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

homework?

i honestly havnt done my homework all week.
proctastanation is my bitch.
stupid history and your memorization and book report.
youll be done.. eventually.
and stupid math and your equations.
and social studies, with your boring topics.
i just wish school was like it used to be,
where things came naturally, things were fun,
and i easily got high 90s on absolutly everything.
but, those days are over,
and the real world is fast approaching.
fuckk, this should be interesting.
on another note, the other day i stayed up late
(till about 11, yes its a new record)
writing a letter to my future self to open.
geeze, theres so much that can happen in the next 6 years
and the future excites me beyond beleif,
especially since the next few are going to be wild and drastic.
i cant wait !

stalkers.