dearjohnletter.tumblr.com

Dear alliemyers.blogspot.com,

I’m sure by now, you’ve talked to my Xanga. Maybe you knew this was coming? Maybe it comes as a terrible shock? Either way, I think it’s time I start seeing other blogging sites, namely tumblr. It’s been great sharing the past few years with you, from Supreme Court nominee speculations to the youtube video of that Asian lady on Big Brother who really wanted cookies.

We can always stay great friends for about a year, then after an uncomfortable late-night encounter fizzle off and stop talking forever. Right?

Previously yours,

Allie 3.0 (prettyngritty.tumblr.com)

Passive Aggression

Your gchat status is not your diary. Stop using it as such.

Whew.

My birthday is Sunday!

Now, back to abstracts and Powerpoint(s?).

Passive aggressively yours,
Allie

and by "Powerpoint" I mean, wasting time with MS Paint. Here is an accurate rendering of what I'll look like on my twenty-first birthday:

Bahahahahahah

...you know, in case you're having a bad day or something.

I bet you $5 it was the girl who stole my purse

Dear whoever broke into my car and stole a handful of change:

Hope you enjoyed looking at all the sweet costumes in my trunk! If I were you, I totally would've taken the sparkly lime green leotard, but as they say, "To each his own."
Also, thanks for rooting through my trash and leaving it on the seats. It finally motivated me to clean out my car!

Love, Allie

(And by "Love" I mean "Fuck you". And by "Fuck you" I mean, "A handful of change? Really?")


General note to the felons of Newark:
I'm really not worth robbing.

Worst and Best Things of the Day

Worst:



Best:

Really?

Nothing makes my day quite like happening upon Facebook pictures of my ex-bee-eff looking like a major tool.

I totally AM immature.

xoxo,
Allie Girl

post-script: If you're reading this, take me off your RSSfeed, bitch!

Things 'n' Things

My name is Allie. I am in 16th grade. My favorite animal is the octopus and I like to make lists:

-Famous people keep dying. I love/hate the fact that freak celebrity deaths are the only thing that keep my sense of mortality in check.

-Studying for the LSATs is arduous (especially when you are majorly second-guessing your future in the legal profession. It's just so practical! Which is not my style. I'm saying this is parenthesis because then it's not real.)

-The octopus is still my favorite animal.

-I met the love of my life: his name is Alejandro and he works on a cruise ship. He doesn't know that he's the love of my life though, because I don't know how to say anything very sexy in Spanish.

-Bermuda is Bermudiful.

-I ran out of things already.

-Wait, not yet. My dream job is to be the script-writer for Secret Life of the American Teenager.

S'all.

Love 'n' things,

Allie