<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601</id><updated>2011-12-03T01:38:25.253-05:00</updated><category term='kelli'/><category term='hell yeah'/><category term='everyday outfit'/><category term='Breaking Dawn Quotes'/><category term='moon'/><category term='lists'/><category term='OMG'/><category term='death'/><category term='GREECE'/><category term='videos'/><category term='polyvore'/><category term='music'/><category term='ideas'/><category term='maine'/><category term='fashion'/><category term='life'/><category term='taylor swift'/><category term='gloriana'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='countdown to 18'/><category term='seriously????'/><category term='italy'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='twilight'/><category term='camilla belle'/><category term='life pics'/><category term='texts'/><category term='hary potter'/><category term='guitar'/><category term='hahahaha'/><category term='epiphanies'/><category term='rambling'/><category term='poems'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Blog Of ALLY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>189</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4129120027567170993</id><published>2009-10-16T22:32:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T22:46:23.486-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Word Art and some photo edits. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/StkuYkVLalI/AAAAAAAAAms/q7hThqd84_k/s1600-h/taylorweb03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393393028357122642" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/StkuYkVLalI/AAAAAAAAAms/q7hThqd84_k/s400/taylorweb03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Stkt9jPqwvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/YL6eZUHSbrA/s1600-h/taylorweb0_%25288%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393392564209107698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Stkt9jPqwvI/AAAAAAAAAmk/YL6eZUHSbrA/s400/taylorweb0_%25288%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/StktNxksSaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/WAlmvC1ih0Y/s1600-h/normal_taylorweb4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393391743421663650" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/StktNxksSaI/AAAAAAAAAmc/WAlmvC1ih0Y/s400/normal_taylorweb4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Stks_Xn7DtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/2LVOzUapqN8/s1600-h/jkh.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393391495937724114" style="WIDTH: 390px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Stks_Xn7DtI/AAAAAAAAAmU/2LVOzUapqN8/s400/jkh.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4129120027567170993?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4129120027567170993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/word-art-and-some-photo-edits.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4129120027567170993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4129120027567170993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/10/word-art-and-some-photo-edits.html' title='A Word Art and some photo edits. :)'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/StkuYkVLalI/AAAAAAAAAms/q7hThqd84_k/s72-c/taylorweb03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7052113677941572911</id><published>2009-09-14T16:47:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T16:52:40.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VMAs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sq6s1glKbrI/AAAAAAAAAiU/IzF_DPW9e4k/s1600-h/taylorvmapage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sq6sFlMB59I/AAAAAAAAAiM/BJn1DWV5OPc/s1600-h/taylorvmapage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah. I went. They were so amazing and memorable. And so great. I'll stop there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7052113677941572911?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7052113677941572911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/vmas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7052113677941572911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7052113677941572911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/vmas.html' title='VMAs'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6525817172055923140</id><published>2009-09-02T21:29:00.014-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T19:47:11.814-04:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sqg-JUWW8XI/AAAAAAAAAh4/vuwQpRptSC8/s1600-h/taylorcma.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sqg-FY3zXCI/AAAAAAAAAhw/OP8TYQoHCQc/s1600-h/oneicon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sqg-BY4QNXI/AAAAAAAAAho/N56VF6O9CO8/s1600-h/oneicon.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I truely cannot be happier right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life is amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sp8d-uJNbmI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ooGD-jBJRaw/s1600-h/one.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sp8d53jTt1I/AAAAAAAAAhY/HboypYA5eRk/s1600-h/four.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Sp8d2VTVkXI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/XS9gULNqqGg/s1600-h/eight.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6525817172055923140?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6525817172055923140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6525817172055923140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6525817172055923140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1441913637959219033</id><published>2009-08-28T23:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T23:20:10.242-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Fearless Tour - Mohegan Sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Spid7UkQT6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/rHLEPB0JJPA/s1600-h/pageconcertwo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375219797725302690" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Spid7UkQT6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/rHLEPB0JJPA/s400/pageconcertwo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night number two. I wish this night would never end. Once again it was beyond amazing. I'm so proud of her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1441913637959219033?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1441913637959219033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/fearless-tour-mohegan-sun.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1441913637959219033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1441913637959219033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/fearless-tour-mohegan-sun.html' title='Fearless Tour - Mohegan Sun'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Spid7UkQT6I/AAAAAAAAAfw/rHLEPB0JJPA/s72-c/pageconcertwo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1638591286897648617</id><published>2009-08-28T00:00:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T00:26:37.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I don't know how it gets better than this...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SpdcczeD78I/AAAAAAAAAfo/umitppzAnJY/s1600-h/pageconcertone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374866330212364226" style="WIDTH: 399px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SpdcczeD78I/AAAAAAAAAfo/umitppzAnJY/s400/pageconcertone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SpdcW26nOxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/hIkg6NGyK5g/s1600-h/pageconcertonepointfive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374866228058209042" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SpdcW26nOxI/AAAAAAAAAfg/hIkg6NGyK5g/s400/pageconcertonepointfive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH. MY. GOSH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;FEARLESS WAS AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We got back like 20 mins ago and I'm like...shaking. It was better than I thought. I can't talk becuase I was screaming singing so loud. We ended up being first row in like the middle of the catwalk and that was soooo cool. :) I'm gonna break it down. Five things per person so I don't ramble much....which I will. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GLORIANA:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Oh my Gosh. I wasn't expecting them to be that great. But I am thouroughly blown away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. The Way It Goes is officially my new favorite song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Rachel is beautiful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. They relate so wonderfully to the audience. They connect and that's great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. I'm sad their set was only like 4 songs. Boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;KELLIE PICKLER:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I don't really like her but now I love her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. HER SHOES WERE SO AMAZING. ajsghajoughoeiguh I can't even describe the awesome level they had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Uhm....I'm ending with three. "I Wonder" is now my second favorite song. It was so beautiful and amazing and I just loved every second of it. So much emotion and ahhh, it was amazing. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TAYLOR SWIFT:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Best live that I've heard her out of all the award shows, Today show, and other concerts. :) She's growning up and her voice has to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. I cried twice when she sang. Once during "Fifteen" (me and Kelli's song) and once during "Tim McGraw" as she sang "and when you turn New York radio on, I hope it takes you back to that place" becuase that song got it started for me and to see her headlining a sold out show at Madison Square Garden is just...beyond words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Change was amazing live. So great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Watching Taylor touching both of my little sisters hands and them looking at me with the most amazing faces and me getting a picture of it happening. And Isabella hugging me as we were getting in the cab to go home and saying "You're the best sister ever." And that made me cry again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Just every second of it. She never hit a bad note. She sang everything wonderfully, connected with the audience great. I don't know what I was expecting but I am blown away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cannot talk at all and I have to be up at 8 to bring my sisters home and go to Connecticut. I can't believe I get to do that again tomorrow. I'm more excited for time number two that I am for number one. I don't know how I'll be able to sing along though. Haha. Oh and the pictures were taken on a regular digital camera and on my iphone so some kinda suck. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1638591286897648617?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1638591286897648617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/cause-i-dont-know-how-it-gets-better.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1638591286897648617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1638591286897648617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/cause-i-dont-know-how-it-gets-better.html' title='Cause I don&apos;t know how it gets better than this...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SpdcczeD78I/AAAAAAAAAfo/umitppzAnJY/s72-c/pageconcertone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3684185265013854060</id><published>2009-08-20T20:09:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T20:23:56.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloriana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><title type='text'>Umm A mix of odds and ends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically I'm only blogging because I need to clip in something for someone for polyvore. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Umm. I'm feeling pretty great about life recently. I've been counting down the days to the weekend of the F E A R L E S S tour. YESSSSSS. Cue high pitched squeel. In exactly one week from now I'll be able to touch the stage and I'll have seen Gloriana and be seeing Kelli Pickler. I'll be able then, probably in about a week from fourty five minutes from now I'll be singing You Belong With Me on the top of my lungs wiht my five year old twin sisters and Katie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You have no idea how bad I'm freaking out about this. I've been counting down since March(?) and IT'S FINALLY HERE. Expect about eighteen thousand pictures up by next Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm beyond thrilled that it's finally here and that it's finally happening. And what's even better is that I get to see it twice. The first night I'll probably be in total awe and crying and etc. And the next day I'll be able to soak it in and enjoy it and not be a total spazz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Three years ago I was listening to "Tim McGraw" and never imagining she'd become this big. Madison Square Garden is HUGE. And I still cannot believe that she's on her first headlining tour and at a place this huge that sold out in a minute. I feel like a proud mama. To her, this has to be so surreal. Anyway...I'm gonna stop rambling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3684185265013854060?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3684185265013854060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/umm-mix-of-odds-and-ends.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3684185265013854060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3684185265013854060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/umm-mix-of-odds-and-ends.html' title='Umm A mix of odds and ends.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-9169984183663443388</id><published>2009-08-08T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:19:21.448-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moon'/><title type='text'>ahh, life.</title><content type='html'>I've spent about one wonderfully amazing month here in Maine. From the 2 minute walk to the ocean and the sound of waves out my window when I sleep to the endless icecream possibilities. Everything has been so great. I'm sad to leave on Tuesday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've spent the last week with some friends and every second there has been laughter, smiles, fighting over wether to watch Shark Week or What Not To Wear, and just everything has been so great. I've honestly never been happier. And I love to say that and I love to feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part is, I love that it shows. I don't have to force or fake anything anymore. And that makes other people happy too. Like Katie, she's had so many issues in this last year that I wouldn't have been able to handle, but today on the beach she just put her chin on my shoulder and her arm around me and said "I'm happy to have my best friend back." And that made me cry, because I spent a good three or four months of my life wasted and I regret that deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stopping now because I'm gonna take a walk with my girlies (Tobie -Ethan's sister/bestfriend, Katie (bestestfriendever), and Annika (bestfriendmadeatNYU)). Walks on the beach at night are the best becasue you find the best shells and its empty and it is beautiful. Look at the moon. It's stunning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-9169984183663443388?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9169984183663443388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahh-life.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/9169984183663443388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/9169984183663443388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/08/ahh-life.html' title='ahh, life.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3433163779159399129</id><published>2009-07-31T21:46:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:49:44.532-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>song i wrote with katie</title><content type='html'>J U S T M I G H T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just might go ahead&lt;br /&gt;Let the sand run out&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;Just might forget about you&lt;br /&gt;Loose my head&lt;br /&gt;But instead&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on to myself&lt;br /&gt;And let you go now&lt;br /&gt;I just might forget about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take some time to look back&lt;br /&gt;On the days we said&lt;br /&gt;Things we can't take back&lt;br /&gt;But now oh now&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hold on&lt;br /&gt;But I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just might go ahead&lt;br /&gt;Let the sand run out&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;Just might forget about you&lt;br /&gt;Loose my head&lt;br /&gt;But instead&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hold on to myself&lt;br /&gt;Let you go now&lt;br /&gt;I just might forget about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just might go ahead&lt;br /&gt;Let the sand run out&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;Just might forget about you&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try not to loose my head&lt;br /&gt;And prevent this breakdownI&lt;br /&gt;Scream and shout&lt;br /&gt;To let you go now&lt;br /&gt;I can forget about you&lt;br /&gt;Forget about you now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I just might forget about you&lt;br /&gt;I just might.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3433163779159399129?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3433163779159399129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-i-wrote-with-katie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3433163779159399129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3433163779159399129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-i-wrote-with-katie.html' title='song i wrote with katie'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1720270584411388687</id><published>2009-07-26T21:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:13:27.887-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously????'/><title type='text'>Heartbreak</title><content type='html'>Why do boys do bad things?&lt;br /&gt;Why do boys hurt beautiful girls who've been through enough?&lt;br /&gt;Better yet, why do boys who seem like good boys cheat on good girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I've been asking myself since yesterday. So let me tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a beautiful girl with smooth chocolate-y skin and a beautiful smile. She was confident and true to her words. She loved her friends and would be their for their tears and force laughter and smiles when they really needed it. Then, when she was 13, her parents got divorced, she moved away from the city she grew up in and her dad moved too, meaning....she never got to see her friends who got reallly selfish about that (and still are) and then her mom began verbally abusing her and her little sister. But they stayed strong. This girl helped raise her little sister because her mother basically couldn't.  Then, at age 17, she helped a girl who couldn't always find a smile get through the worst and told her she was beautiful when she was bald and rubbed her back when she puked from the chemo. She did what others couldn't do. Then this friend passed, and we had to deal and we did, she did better than me but we got through it and came out stronger with a purpose to live. Then, this past December, this abuse got even worse with her mothe, so she made the decision in the middle of her senior year to take her sister and move to Boston...a hundred or so miles away from her mother becuase it became too much and she needed to. Then, when she was there, she was happier than ever. Her sister made good friends, she made good friends. And then, when she turned 18 in April, she met this great guy...a junior at her school. They went to prom together, and then, her best friend AKA ME, met him and approved. He was the nicest guy, sweet, adorable. They shared three weeks in Germany with thier schools exchange this July and June and then, a week after they get home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAM. She sees him cheating on her. Like that, everything good about this boy becomes bad. And it just makes me so mad that, someone who knew all of that, would go and do that to her. It's not right. It makes me so mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today she came up and we went for a long walk on the beach and hung out and baked and blasted revenge songs (the best ones "kerosene" and "picture to burn") and we danced and screamed the lyrics. Just had some good girl time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's just so heartbroken and I wish I could do more to help her. Make it all feel better. But I can't. I don't think nothing can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah....we wrote a really really great guy-trashing breakup song. Well, a few songs...but one good one. Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1720270584411388687?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1720270584411388687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/heartbreak.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1720270584411388687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1720270584411388687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/heartbreak.html' title='Heartbreak'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-687183387278934046</id><published>2009-07-18T22:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:32:03.422-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hary potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>HARRY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SmKFaAyQj5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uxHgXgBYG6c/s1600-h/harru.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359993188458205074" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SmKFaAyQj5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uxHgXgBYG6c/s400/harru.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I chose the best of my premiere pictures. I didn't try to take pictures in thier faces as that's kinda rude. So here's pictures from like a week ago. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-687183387278934046?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/687183387278934046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/687183387278934046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/687183387278934046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry.html' title='HARRY!!!'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SmKFaAyQj5I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/uxHgXgBYG6c/s72-c/harru.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1584782817093549184</id><published>2009-07-10T14:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T14:50:01.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hary potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously????'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SleL7wvNqTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Ih9CGFLIY1E/s1600-h/Untitled2344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356904140591966514" style="WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SleL7wvNqTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Ih9CGFLIY1E/s400/Untitled2344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture from Leaky. my pics will be coming as soon as possible. right now my camera isn't acessible and I want a chance to pic the best ones. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  woke up at 3 am this morning. I love Emma's dress. Everyone looked so great. Yesterday was amazing. So great. I can't believe it acutally happened. Harry Potter was the first book I read in English entirely by myself in second grade. English. I've grown up with it and it's like a friend to me. I've watched these actors grow up and these books have been there when I didn't have anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH LANCE! I forgot about him. I left with my sister around 4 to get dressed for the movie after since we were in sweats and stuff. And I came back with a little wristlet clutch and Lance Bass came by and I didn't want him to sign the poster I had, so he signed my clutch. My inner twelve year old was freaking out and crying uncontrollably at the fact that his hand was touching me. I held it together though. I did tell him that I missed Nsync. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm redcarpet was amazing. I got pictures of everyone. Everyone was beautiful. And autographs from as many as possible. And I took a picture with Emma Watson which cut off like half my head but whatever. I told her I loved the Burberry Campaign and the TeenVogue cover (which if you haven';t seen it, it's stunning along with the spread. Actually her first cover on TV was the first one of those I ever got and it will also be my last becuase I haaven't renewed my subscription.) and that's she's beautiful and each movie she's becoming a more talented and graceful actress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now for the part that you really want to know. The Movie. It was AMAZING! Best one yet. The opening scene is amazing. And it's a bit slow for a while but the end...OH MY GOSH. The inferi are perfect. And everything is great. I don't like that they added in the Burrow getting attacked but whatever. I cna't change it. QUIDDITCH IS PERFECT AND AWESOME. and I really really really missed it. Oh...and the kiss between Harry and Ginny could have been so much better. :( I don't know how much more I can say without getting taken away by the dementors (WB) for saying to much. But I will be seeing it again next Wednesday. Everyone must see this. It is so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really am so blessed and I am so happy. Last night was better than seeing Taylor in May. :D And that's something that I thouhgt I would never ever say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1584782817093549184?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1584782817093549184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-from-leaky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1584782817093549184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1584782817093549184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/picture-from-leaky.html' title=''/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SleL7wvNqTI/AAAAAAAAAZs/Ih9CGFLIY1E/s72-c/Untitled2344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7976993505666461740</id><published>2009-07-08T18:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:12:31.175-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music!</title><content type='html'>Okay...so I've come to the realization that I will probably never be able to sing as good as I used to. And that makes me sad. Whatever. Next video I do is gonna be me just singing a medly of my favorite Broadway stuff. :D Ehhh, these today I realized my voice still sucks but it sounds okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodles, I'm just gonna paste in a link to my youtube channel since I did like 4 videos.  Three Taylor Swift (just because they are easy) Cold As You, Tim McGraw, and Our Song. &amp;amp; One All Time Low which is Weightless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the rule: If you watch this, you must comment. Here, there, or send me a message on twitter. Just so I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/santorini009#play/uploads"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/santorini009#play/uploads&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday there will be a huge post involving tomorrow night's events. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7976993505666461740?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7976993505666461740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/music.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7976993505666461740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7976993505666461740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/music.html' title='Music!'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7627680889779093862</id><published>2009-07-01T23:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:08:12.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It was a really great day</title><content type='html'>Well...we started off at about 11 am at the Albany Med Center in the children's ward. We gave out probably 2 or 3 hundred cranes there...not only to the sick kids but to thier families and their siblings. We told them the story behind the cranes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went south to Kingston and then to Northern Dutchess where I'll be living next year and then to the Westchester Children's Hospital. And then to two hopsitals in NYC...including the one where Kelli recieved all her treatments and...stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was a great day. It wasn't sad. It was kind of bittersweet. But it really saddens me that I met one thousand sick kids today and the families of sick kids. That's a huge number. And that's really sad to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I'm really gonna go sleep now because I need to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7627680889779093862?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7627680889779093862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-was-really-great-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7627680889779093862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7627680889779093862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-was-really-great-day.html' title='It was a really great day'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1683328333440351216</id><published>2009-06-30T14:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:27:36.763-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelli'/><title type='text'>Eff</title><content type='html'>Aparently sending balloons into the atmosphere is littering....as birds can eat them and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well....now we have 10 unused tanks of helium, 500 balloons and a thousand paper cranes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we'll put the cranes in the river.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1683328333440351216?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1683328333440351216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/eff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1683328333440351216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1683328333440351216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/eff.html' title='Eff'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7327685538738619446</id><published>2009-06-29T00:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T00:33:37.481-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epiphanies'/><title type='text'>I'm terrified to speak, but you'd expect that from me</title><content type='html'>I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt&lt;br /&gt;And now the rain is washing you out of my hair&lt;br /&gt;And out of my mind, keeping an eye on the world&lt;br /&gt;I'm so many thousands of feet off the ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm over you now, I'm at home in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;And towering over your head&lt;br /&gt;-Remembering Sunday by All Time Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my next full cover for youtube. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. So I think that at this point I'm going to keep this blog, because I've put so much on here, I'm keeping twitter and aim becuase even though I could make a new SN and not tell all of you, I'm not going to because it would be a pain in the ass to tell my highschool, college, family, and other random friends my new screenname.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know something insane? This morning I logged onto aim and Kelli was on...not even joking. And I didn't get sad. I was more or less in shock on how someone could be on HER screename....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...this past week was so great....but so much happeneded. I pulled 3 all nighters. I went to a wedding. I was in that wedding...and efff the memory card I lost has all the pictures from it on there...UGH.  But  I will find it, it's somewhere around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see. I'm excited for summer. Because summer will be here with the start of July. Monday the 6th Ethan and I leave for Maine to stay at his family's house until middle August. I'm hoping to find a job there....something part time and fun. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I start college in my house in Poughkeepsie. And I'm excited for that. In my two bedroom, one bathroom house with a little kitchen and a backyard big enough for manhunt. :D I'm excited because Katie is going to college across the river so we can see eachother all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Katie...she's been asleep next to me for the last 5 hours. HAHA. I woke her up at 7 this morning to run with me and she was out partying until 3:30 AM, came here and showered then slept. So really, she hates me for waking her up. But she'll do the same tommorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start blowing up 500 pink balloons tomorrow for our July 1st Kelli thing. Are balloons littering? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh.....I think that's it. Oh. I want to talk about me. And myself. And just this past year in general. First of all, I couldn't have done it without you guys. Really, thank you and I love you all so much. And in a way, this was the best year of my life, but also the most painful. I've learned so much in this last year. About myself...like I'm strong. And I can get through anything. About the world and that it's cruel, and at the same time a wonderful place. This past year I was lucky enough to travel, across America and then home to the place of my birth and to Italy. I was lucky enough to not only see my favorite bands/artists play live, but I got to meet Taylor Swift. I lost a friend, but a gained more. I discovered that I have talents I didn't think possible or that I had. I learned about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with this comes changes. I've changed myself. I got the body I had when I was 16 back. (YES!) That awful haircut grew out and now I have the hair that I was born with. My eyes are changing, they're now hazelish. I'm a good 3 inches taller...bringing me to 5foot6inches. I changed inside also, I'm more confident in who I am. I love myself. I love my life. And I could not ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random Kelli/Death Epiphany:&lt;br /&gt;People die. People have to die. It's natural. She just happened faster than the rest of us. She knew what she wanted and lived how she wanted to live. Like we all try to do. We are all gonna die, and when we die, sure, people will be sad. But we should be happy that we knew that person and we honored to have met them. We should celebrate the things they accomplished. Death should not be sad, death should be happy...a celebration of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason I got so depressed was because I can't let go of things, mainly people. And I was almost selfish for wanting her there with me alive again. But she was my best friend...closer to me than Ethan if that is possible...and I'm going to miss her no matter what. I miss my mom when I don't see her, I miss my cousins in Europe, I misss people I don't see very often...but I'll see them again, just like I'll see Kelli again...and that's perfectly okay with me. I know that and I look forward to death when I'm like 100 years old. The one thing I do hope for when I die is that my kids, if I have any, Ethan, if he's still in my life, and my grandkids, if I have any all die after me.  I don't think I'd be able to handle that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow that was long. And it's now MONDAY. I better go sleep. Goodnight world. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7327685538738619446?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7327685538738619446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-terrified-to-speak-but-youd-expect.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7327685538738619446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7327685538738619446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-terrified-to-speak-but-youd-expect.html' title='I&apos;m terrified to speak, but you&apos;d expect that from me'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6394343259673768165</id><published>2009-06-19T19:45:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T20:20:45.703-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ideas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Take me back to the time when you took my hand &amp; dragged my head first, fearless</title><content type='html'>Two new videos, Mary's Song (which is okay) and Fearless (which I screwed up...). Umm once again I am still sick....3 days of antibiotics left. YAY!!! Um. So in both I recorded the singing first, then I did guitar over them. Mary's Song is okay, except the guitar is a bit off it spots. Fearless I recorded the guitar part intro without a capo and then when I actually did it I put the capo on and it is a wierd random key change. Ignore that, please? Or jsut fast forward to the last minute or so....Thanks. :) Oh yeah, and I wasn't really dressed yet when I did these...so ignore the huge ugly tee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kU75FhAt6Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2kU75FhAt6Y&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/34dc5y5D76k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/34dc5y5D76k&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch, you must comment. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so here's what's being going on in Allyworld. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family finally got here. So I spent last weekend with them. And went to Ikea with my mom twice and built furniture and etc. So much fun. I said that already though in the last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we From Tuesday to yesterday I was in Boston for my bestfriend Kate's graduation. :) I'm so proud of her. She amazes me. And we had so much fun and just hung out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are the greatest fans in the world. Tuesday night was the CMT fan voted award show. And Taylor was nominated for Video of the Year and voting was open until the end of the show. So we were sitting with our laptops open eating Fluff and pretzels and voting everytime we said the letter T. And she won...of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMMMMMM. I'm here alone. In NY until Monday. Ethan's mom is getting married. We're both in the wedding. He left yesterday morning and I leave then. I think I'll go see the family tomorrow. But I'm excited for the wedding. I love weddings...except my own. But whatever. And I'll be there in that shithole of southern california that I love so much for a week. I'm sorry to any califorians that read this, but I hate that place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we, being me and Ethan are going to Maine for the month of July and begining of August. :D Hopefully getting random fun jobs there and just spending all our free time on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND RAIN I EFFING HATE RAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It seems like it's been raining nonstop for the last two weeks. GRRR. I hate it so much. I want sun! It was sunny today but everything was wet and gross and blehhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long ramblingness. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6394343259673768165?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6394343259673768165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6394343259673768165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6394343259673768165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_19.html' title='Take me back to the time when you took my hand &amp; dragged my head first, fearless'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6068840354920030525</id><published>2009-06-15T19:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:40:28.693-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I Just Call You Mine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Just a word from you just somehow seems to fix&lt;br /&gt;Whatever's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you reach into the weakest moments&lt;br /&gt;And remind me that I'm strong&lt;br /&gt;You've got to know&lt;br /&gt;I'd be a fool not to see you even worse&lt;br /&gt;To forget that you're more than I deserve&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone who sees you&lt;br /&gt;Always want's to know you&lt;br /&gt;And everyone who knows you&lt;br /&gt;Always have a smile&lt;br /&gt;You're standing ovation after years of waiting&lt;br /&gt;For a chance to finally shine&lt;br /&gt;Everyone calls you amazing&lt;br /&gt;I just call you mine&lt;br /&gt;Nothing makes sense when you're not here&lt;br /&gt;As if my whole world disappears&lt;br /&gt;Without you what's the point of it&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone who sees you&lt;br /&gt;Always want's to know you&lt;br /&gt;And everyone who knows you&lt;br /&gt;Always have a smile&lt;br /&gt;You're the dream that I've been chasin' after years of waiting&lt;br /&gt;For a chance to finally shine&lt;br /&gt;Everyone calls you amazing&lt;br /&gt;I just call you mine&lt;br /&gt;Everyone calls you amazing&lt;br /&gt;I just call you mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I Just Call You Mine - Martina McBride, is my new favorite song. I just pasted in my favorite part. A whole mess of videos will be up next week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this weekend, I want to say Friday, but it could have been Saturday, my family arrived. I was there waiting for them, with like 300 balloons everywhere and big posters along the driveway. The little kids were so excited about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I spent Sunday and Monday with my mom at Ikea. getting beds and room stuff for the kids. And today we also went to a furniture store to get couches and a dining room table. It was so much fun, just me and her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between myself, my dad, Cass, and Ethan we've got all the beds made so tonight everyone will be in their own bed. Which is exciting. We've got almost all the armoirs and dressers done. Bedside tables, bookshelves, etc, have to be done too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because tomorrow morning I drive to Boston until Thursday afternoon. :) My best friend Katie is graduating. I'm so proud of her. I really am. So tomorrow we'll be just chillin, then Wednesday afternoon she graduates and then that night we're going to an all night party thing. Which is exciting. Ahhh I'm so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Night will be the one year anniversary of the night my best friend ever spent in her own bed, and the day in her own home. Hopitalized the following afternoon, she never left the hospital until she passed. I miss Kelli so much. We all have something amazing planned for the one year anniv. There will be a post that day too. I'm not telling what it is just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....being the insane person that I am, tomorrow night is the fanvoted CMT awards. :) and ofcourse, I'll be watching. I'm sure the people I want to win will win, as I'm the best/most dedicated/biggest fan of certain people/groups/duos currently exsisting in Country Music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6068840354920030525?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6068840354920030525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-call-you-mine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6068840354920030525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6068840354920030525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-just-call-you-mine.html' title='I Just Call You Mine.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5554364684930102619</id><published>2009-06-08T17:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:50:04.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>You used to shine so bright</title><content type='html'>but I watched all of it fade.&lt;br /&gt;So you don't have to call, anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I won't pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;This is the last straw.&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left to beg for.&lt;br /&gt;You  can tell me that  you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;but I don't believe you baby&lt;br /&gt;like I did, before.&lt;br /&gt;You're not sorry, no.&lt;br /&gt;-Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW COVERED BY ME TOO! Sorry, Morena, it's on youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I recorded myself on a day where I wasn't allergy filled and now I figured I'd do guitar over it.  Unfortunatly, either way, I still sound like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: when having a pretty good singing voice don't ruin it by being a mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoodles, here it is. Rule, if you watch it you MUST comment. OR DIE. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and you can't hear the singing very well. by the time i realized this, i had already hit the publish button. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OT2YdEAf8pc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OT2YdEAf8pc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5554364684930102619?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5554364684930102619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-used-to-shine-so-bright.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5554364684930102619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5554364684930102619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-used-to-shine-so-bright.html' title='You used to shine so bright'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3588912273723554696</id><published>2009-06-05T19:08:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T19:37:31.390-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>As promised</title><content type='html'>1-Me talking about random crap&lt;br /&gt;2-you're not sorry. taylor swift cover. a capella. ummm yeah. it's nowhere as good as my voice was, but it is getting better. i explain the multitasking thing in the first one, but this is an okay voice. with some random guitar.&lt;br /&gt;3-fearless. :) crap voice. just the end. :) i love this song.&lt;br /&gt;4-weightless - all time low. love this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's taking forever, so every friday, or once a week i'm going to post songs. just random ones. i'm putting up these two because fearless is the first song i learned and i love it. and because YNS is my current favorite song because ...idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucker. i just spent the last hour and a half uploading this and the website was like "rawr you can't do this. fyl"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying again. will edit with it all on here. :) if it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3588912273723554696?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3588912273723554696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-promised.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3588912273723554696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3588912273723554696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/as-promised.html' title='As promised'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4627139119768938407</id><published>2009-06-03T20:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T20:28:59.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I wanna thank you, I thank you....</title><content type='html'>Okay, so up until about 3 weeks ago, I detested Keith Urban. Then I heard the song "Thank You" written about his alcohol addiction and Nicole Kidman and how she saved them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then compared this to last fall and summer when I was....well you know. And just the certain person in my life that, in a way did the same. And I was bawling my eyes out when I heard it, by mistake, and then I played it for him and he was like "wow." And now I'm going to learn it on guitar, and put that on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I apologize, because of the fact that I promised music, but I'm having issues getting it to work. In that case, sometime soon. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, I leave you all with the lyrics to this song. Enjoy. Read them and just think about it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were nights where I was sure&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't see the morning sun&lt;br /&gt;And there were days that seemed so dark&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't wait for night to come&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stand to think about how&lt;br /&gt;My life used to be&lt;br /&gt;And how without a single warning&lt;br /&gt;It all slipped away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a fool I thought I could fight&lt;br /&gt;The shadows on my own&lt;br /&gt;To the dark I was no stranger&lt;br /&gt;But this was stronger than I'd known&lt;br /&gt;And by the time I knew that&lt;br /&gt;I was too deep I'd gone too far&lt;br /&gt;And the light that used to guide me&lt;br /&gt;Had faded from my heart&lt;br /&gt;And I found myself in places I thought I'd never go&lt;br /&gt;Surrounded by stangers I was so far away from home&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know how you found me&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I owe everything to you&lt;br /&gt;Yes I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for my heart&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for my life&lt;br /&gt;And I thank god for grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;And that you became my wife&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing for the first time&lt;br /&gt;The stars, the sun and moon&lt;br /&gt;But they've got nothing on the power&lt;br /&gt;Of this love I have for you&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you, thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now people say they'll never stand beside you&lt;br /&gt;They swear they never leave&lt;br /&gt;But when the rain started falling&lt;br /&gt;You know it only fell on me&lt;br /&gt;When all I felt was so much pain and guilt and shame&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't even as for help&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I believe in other lives&lt;br /&gt;But when you came&lt;br /&gt;There was something so familar&lt;br /&gt;About the way you said my name&lt;br /&gt;And the whole world started turning&lt;br /&gt;And I swear that I'd been born again brand new&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for my heart&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for my life&lt;br /&gt;And I thank god for grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;And that you became my wife&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing for the first time&lt;br /&gt;The stars, the sun and moon&lt;br /&gt;But they've got nothing on the power&lt;br /&gt;Of this love I have for you&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you, thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen so many things&lt;br /&gt;That I just can't explain&lt;br /&gt;But the miracle of miracles is how&lt;br /&gt;With your love I was saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for my heart&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for my life&lt;br /&gt;And I thank god for grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;And that you became my wife&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing for the first time&lt;br /&gt;The stars, the sun and moon&lt;br /&gt;But they've got nothing on the power&lt;br /&gt;Of this love I have for you&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you, thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you for my heart&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for my life&lt;br /&gt;I thank god for grace and mercy&lt;br /&gt;And that you became my wife&lt;br /&gt;The day I started breathing&lt;br /&gt;Was the day you took my hand&lt;br /&gt;And 'til the day I die&lt;br /&gt;I'll forever be your man&lt;br /&gt;And I thank you, I thank you&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note, while with me I wasn't at all this extreme, but still something about it just hit home. It explained everything I've been trying to say....and I wrote a similar song, I'll post that below too, and that was how I was trying to say, but I think Keith did it better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NM...I can't find it. But I know I wrote it down somewhere.....Anyway, I hope you love that song as much as I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4627139119768938407?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4627139119768938407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-thank-you-i-thank-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4627139119768938407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4627139119768938407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wanna-thank-you-i-thank-you.html' title='I wanna thank you, I thank you....'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8231183880272087292</id><published>2009-06-02T20:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:45:33.433-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>A present for you all tomorrow</title><content type='html'>from me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, in the morning I have to go somewhere with Annika and then after I have the whole afternoon free. So, tonight, I learned new music for you all. *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be doing tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;Fearless - def.&lt;br /&gt;White Horse - possibly.&lt;br /&gt;Tim McGraw - possibly.&lt;br /&gt;You're not Sorry - def.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe 2AM - def&lt;br /&gt;Remembering Sunday - def.&lt;br /&gt;Wonderwall - poss.&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah - poss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was more but my brain is lie sjaghoaiureghakkljgb right now...HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***coughmorenacoughreadtwopostsbelowcough***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last night, I had a lovely chat with the long lost Taylor and she's requested, and I insist that we all do a little chat. Wednesday to Monday are good for her. And for me too. Well, Sunday isn't (KFEST-this upstate little thing...seeing Gaga and TingTings, YES!!! and seeing KATIE!!!!) But yeah...so we need to do this. Like REALLY REALLY REALLY need to do this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8231183880272087292?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8231183880272087292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/present-for-you-all-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8231183880272087292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8231183880272087292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/present-for-you-all-tomorrow.html' title='A present for you all tomorrow'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5815582448929643788</id><published>2009-06-01T21:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T21:09:18.204-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Delirious Me</title><content type='html'>HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have a fever and this whole insane upper body cold. I'm on hardcore antibiotics for it for the next 8 days. No human contact for 48 hours. Whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...so this afternoon with me being all feverish I was delirious. I was sitting up on the couch staring at the wall and mutting stuff. And if Ethan asked me a question, I'd answer it, but make it about cupcakes and the tide or something. So random. Apparently, he videoed it on his cell and is saying he's gonna put it on youtube. Whatever. I want to see it first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, this sickness is most likely caused from my last post's event. (IF YOU HAVEN'T READ ABOUT IT READ ABOUT IT!!!!! NOW!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm but that's it. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5815582448929643788?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5815582448929643788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/delirious-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5815582448929643788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5815582448929643788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/06/delirious-me.html' title='Delirious Me'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3825300522256414514</id><published>2009-05-29T15:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T16:00:49.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously????'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><title type='text'>Taylor in NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SiA08fEptzI/AAAAAAAAASs/V2BNh09-9ps/s1600-h/nyc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341327371799213874" style="WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SiA08fEptzI/AAAAAAAAASs/V2BNh09-9ps/s320/nyc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't take this pic. I was too far away. I could just see the top of her head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I got there at 3am and there was already a lot of people in a line. They would let us into the plaza. It was insane. And it was totally worth it. Once they let us in, it started POURING&gt; I squeezed my way through the crowd to get to near the entrance of the Today Show building is, where all the people go in and out. Her dad and brother were standing near me during her performances, so I like made them notice me and gave them my giftie (a tee shirt with a letter from me on the back, then a longer letter for Taylor inside the bag and brownies) and Austin was like "Taylor will love this." That was at like 7ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she did a sound check. I heard the band warming up and someone singing Love Story, but I was like "ehh no that's not Taylor" then all the umbrellas went down and people started screaming and she came on stage and someone held an umbrella over her heard. She did a bit of Love Story and You Belong With Me. Then she took the 12 string guitar out and I was like "YES FEARLESS!!!" but  I could really hear. The girl next to me said it was Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WAS COHERENT WHEN TALKING TO HER!!! That hasn't ever happened. Then I got Taylor's autograph too. On my shirt. Ahhh so amazing! Taking a picture of that shortly And I wish that I brought my camera with me. She offered to take a pic but no camera.....effer. I've met her 3 times now and no camera everytime. But this girl near me said she got a picture of us talking and will send it to me....but it's not a good one probably. I left mine home today because it was pouring when I left. I told her about her gift I made and she was like "aww thanks!" I had my phone but that comes out really small and bad quality. She was amazing. So amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She did Love Story, You Belong with Me, Our Song and Teardrops. I was hoping for some acoustic Fearless, as it fit the mood of the rainy day. But no....it didn't happen...grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and they gave away foam guitars, tee shirts, buttons and cowboy hats. I got a guitar and a pink cowboy hat. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also said that when she was upstairs and looked down at the umbrellas and wet hair that she teared up and couldn't be happier. She was so sincerely nice and amazed at everyone who was like "thank you for writing this song, it really touched me" and when people told how amazing she was and stuff like that she looked shocked, almost like "wow." It was amazing, she truely loves us - her fans. She hasn't changed, this whole sudden burst to mega stardom hasn't made her high headed. She's the same girl who started this when she was 16 and would sign autographs for everyone and stay as long as she needed to to get it done. I'm so proud. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, one of the best days of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random bit of info...her hair is so soft in person. Mine was alll nasty from the rain, but hers was perfect.  I didn't touch it, but my arm brushed it when she hugged me. AHHH YESSS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3825300522256414514?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3825300522256414514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-in-nyc.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3825300522256414514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3825300522256414514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/taylor-in-nyc.html' title='Taylor in NYC'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SiA08fEptzI/AAAAAAAAASs/V2BNh09-9ps/s72-c/nyc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1500354380080810482</id><published>2009-05-25T20:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:12:19.736-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Ummm</title><content type='html'>I forgot what I was going to say. Actually, I was going to post pictures, but I'd have to get up again and that's not happening. I'm too comfy. In 4 hours we fly home. I'm sitting by the window looking out at the London streets and it's been a great trip with some tragic moments. But it's okay, I'm okay. It'll all be okay - actually it is great. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm inlove with Ireland. It is a beautiful country. I think I like it better than London. So yeah. I guess that's it for today. Good-early morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1500354380080810482?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1500354380080810482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/ummm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1500354380080810482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1500354380080810482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/ummm.html' title='Ummm'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7467762147420542206</id><published>2009-05-23T07:58:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T20:05:08.985-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>A Picture and My love for London</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Shc9u_HW80I/AAAAAAAAARk/o15cQ_K0Fko/s1600-h/london.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338803760696587074" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Shc9u_HW80I/AAAAAAAAARk/o15cQ_K0Fko/s320/london.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I LOVE LONDON!!!!!!!!!! Picture time: I took this from the top of the London Eye Ferris Wheel on my cell. Ignore the nasty blurriness. I love London....I said that already. I love pubs. I love the lovely red double decker busses. I love the happy nice nurses at the London Hospital (long story short, Ethan broke his arm...uncoordinated loser.) I love everything about this city. Gosh, it's amazing. I'm moving here someday. I found love in the form of a city. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AND I think I love it more than New York....though I could be just smitten. The only thing I don't like is that it is so much colder here than Greece.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I changed my blog url...which is why I think no one has found it in awhile, it is now &lt;a href="http://www.allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway....today we're doing more sightseeing then it is off to DUBLIN. Land of the Gingers and Guiness. I really wanted to go ride the Hogwarts Express today (because you can) but Ethan was like "You need to get over this obsession and I'm not waisting my money on something that stupid and pointless." Which it is not...at all. HP is amazing. HAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OOOOOOH! And when I get home, I'm gonna do a mini concert. I'm doing 2 originals and a few other songs that will all be surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7467762147420542206?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7467762147420542206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/picture-and-my-love-for-london.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7467762147420542206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7467762147420542206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/picture-and-my-love-for-london.html' title='A Picture and My love for London'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/Shc9u_HW80I/AAAAAAAAARk/o15cQ_K0Fko/s72-c/london.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5208272220025875713</id><published>2009-05-20T18:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:57:45.380-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>So I can't sleep.</title><content type='html'>What a long, great day. One of the best in a long time. It's almost Thursday here, and I leave in 6 hours to fly to London. HELL YEAH! I was there once for like a day, and it was so pretty and wonderful, what I saw of it - which was the bookstore where Mugglecast was on the night Book 7 came out, the airport, and a couple streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm awake and looking at the stars again. It's beautiful. Everyone and everything is beautiful. My left hand is a little bit heavier and I just feel like jumping up and down on my bed and dancing and screaming and laughing until I burst a rib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh...what is there to do in London? That's what I'm doing now. We'll be there Thursday and Friday and part of Saturday, then we're going to Dublin until Monday, going back to London and flying home. I want to go home so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to go to a Pub...like a real pub. A nice traditional British pub. HAHA. I want to see the crown jewels. I want to go to the Flagship TopShop - I doubt Ethan will want to do that though. I really want to go on the Ferris Wheel. Oooh and the tower. I think that would be so neat. Yeah...and go the Guiness place in Dublin and get beer. I'm not a big beer person though....I will be this weekend I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I guess I'll tell you about the lovely dress I borrowed from my distant cousin and neighbor. It had a v-neck front and back, all chiffon/light airy cotton, it hit at my ankles and had a braided belted empire waist. Beautiful. I gave it back to her though. I wore black sandals. I looked so good in it, espcailly the chest, but I said that in my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me felt really guilty about today because our parents weren't there and I'm so close to mine. Anyway...I'm gonna sketch for a bit and go back to sleep. I love you all, I really do. Thanks for everything you've all done for me this past year. It means so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5208272220025875713?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5208272220025875713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-cant-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5208272220025875713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5208272220025875713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-cant-sleep.html' title='So I can&apos;t sleep.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8335982027234071007</id><published>2009-05-20T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T09:30:00.555-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><title type='text'>This wasn't how I pictured today at all...</title><content type='html'>I'll make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-We were going to be in a field or something.&lt;br /&gt;2-Our families were supposed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;3-We weren't supposed to be spontaneous...if being drunk is spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;4-I was supposed to be wearing a good dress...(I did find one though. My neighbor was like "try my dress!" So I did and it's freaking beautiful)&lt;br /&gt;5-I was supposed to be able to understand the priest.&lt;br /&gt;6-Certain friends were supposed to be there.&lt;br /&gt;7-In my head, I was older.&lt;br /&gt;8-My dad thinks I'm pregnant and wants me to mail him a peestick. Which I don't think I am.....if I am, then I'll do certain actions that will leave me in jail and a certain someone in a box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. Two hours. Oooh...good things about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-I look hot. HAHA. My boobs look so good in this dress. Is that bad that I'm calling myself hot?&lt;br /&gt;2-Perfect freaking food. I love my uncles. :)&lt;br /&gt;3-Ethan looks so -I was going to say "fuckable" but for some reason it didn't look right, but you get the idea- in light blue.&lt;br /&gt;4-The fact that as much as I think this is all pointless, a formality on this point, I'm honestly kinda loving it.&lt;br /&gt;5-The fact that, finally, something in my life is definate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! So, Thursday we're leaving for London. We'll be there for a couple days, then we're going to Ireland. I've always wanted to go to the land of the Irish. Then it's home on Monday. I want to be in my city so bad it hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8335982027234071007?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8335982027234071007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-wasnt-how-i-pictured-today-at-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8335982027234071007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8335982027234071007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-wasnt-how-i-pictured-today-at-all.html' title='This wasn&apos;t how I pictured today at all...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8992867595975878596</id><published>2009-05-18T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T21:04:11.004-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>As much as I can't stand Miley Cyrus....</title><content type='html'>I love her song "The Climb" but her man voice annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really craving some Japanese food. Random. Ehhhh, that will have to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've posted so much recently, but whatever. A week from today, I fly home. Actually, I fly to London first because of a layover....but then New York.  I want to be in my own bed so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip Girl was really great. :) Anyway....I'm going to go crash for like 6 hours then hopefully find a dress. Well, I must find a dress as I couldn't find one yesterday. Grr. I'm trying a different town, maybe I'll have more luck there. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8992867595975878596?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8992867595975878596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-much-as-i-cant-stand-miley-cyrus.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8992867595975878596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8992867595975878596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-much-as-i-cant-stand-miley-cyrus.html' title='As much as I can&apos;t stand Miley Cyrus....'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7890809229461423121</id><published>2009-05-18T17:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:18:59.366-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>Rawr.</title><content type='html'>So, I'm sitting here in this loverly cushy chair drinking wine, talking to my sister Cassie, watching a really old Oprah that's badly dubbed in Greek and subtitled. I'm a good multitasker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. I think I'm going to do another semi-all nighter and sleep for a bit now and wake up. I took a nap this afternoon. I woke up at three AM and sat awake and read then went for a run...which is quite difficult here because of all the steps. So I ended up walking up the steps and running laps around my uncles winery for a few hours. I love running..it is really exhilerating. It's so wonderful here at night, just looking at the lights and stars and moon. I tried taking a picture last night but it did work. I'm trying again now with my webcam...maybe that will work. Hmm...never mind it didn't. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it right now. OH YEAH! Since it is the GossipGirl season finale, I found it streaming live online somewhere because knowing me I'd look it up and find out what happened and that would make me really really mad. So I'll be here at like 8ish EST, so I'll be here watching it and on AIM....if you should feeling chatting with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7890809229461423121?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7890809229461423121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/rawr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7890809229461423121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7890809229461423121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/rawr.html' title='Rawr.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4751177835413282083</id><published>2009-05-17T15:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:39:18.881-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>Wedding.</title><content type='html'>So don't freak out completely. Wednesday afternoon I'm getting married. It's all very sudden, but honestly, it's kind of like we already are in ways. So, anyway...basically it all was decided over a bottle of wine, the recent tragic death of our friend and the fact that I was like "I want to get married here" and Ethan was like "Well, why the hell not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, it's inevitable. Think what you want....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4751177835413282083?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4751177835413282083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4751177835413282083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4751177835413282083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/wedding.html' title='Wedding.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8764242271468326471</id><published>2009-05-16T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:06:04.541-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texts'/><title type='text'>(651): Last night while we were having sex,</title><content type='html'>'God bless the USA' started playing on his itunes. He came almost immediately... so awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got really really really happy about 12 hours ago. That is a good thing, obviously. I was eating with my family and out of nowhere this redheaded, freckled face, lost looking, beautiful person comes wandering up the steps in aviators (why the hell was he wearing aviators? I personally hate them on everyone)  and the sexiest freaking wonderful teeshirt that I don't ever remember buying for him - which made me happier. I buy all of Ethan's clothes...he has absolutley no fashion sense. I started buying them like a two years ago, when he showed up to school wearing red gym shorts, a green Celtic's tee, and brown Nikes. Sorry, but eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...that makes me so happy that he came all the way here, when he was due here next week. I think I'm gonna stay longer now, my mom and the kids go home Tuesday and my cousins are working/school full time, so I'm basically alone. I help in the restaurant, but sometimes my Greek isn't as fast as it needs to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I practically lunged across the table and attacked him. My little sister, Katherine, ran behind me and wrapped herself around his leg. So cute. Anyway, now that I am not super alone, I am happier. Today it's church and we, my cousins Ethan and I, are going for a long walk and trying not to get lost this time. Wednesday, we took a walk and ended up in the middle of nowhere and had to ask this deaf guy for directions.  Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want it to rain, but I'm rambling. So bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8764242271468326471?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8764242271468326471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/651-last-night-while-we-were-having-sex.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8764242271468326471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8764242271468326471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/651-last-night-while-we-were-having-sex.html' title='(651): Last night while we were having sex,'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3232070006817595449</id><published>2009-05-16T07:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T07:33:00.292-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hahahaha'/><title type='text'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>I freaking love &lt;a href="http://www.textsfromlastnight.com/"&gt;http://www.textsfromlastnight.com&lt;/a&gt; It is my new favorite thing. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here laughing my head off dying from hysterical laughter. My ribs hurt from laughing so hard and I'm crying.....yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(303): The pink midgets playing hockey is the EXACT reason cold meds and alcohol do not mix. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(412): I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(813): you were crying and the really sympathetic homeless man offered you a sip of his whiskey. who was i to stop you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(205): I only kidnapped one of them. chill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(201): we were just talking about designated drivers and i suggested we each hire a mexican day laborer to give us piggy back rides... i have the best ideas eveeer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(512): I just came so hard I farted. Twice. Thank God I'm alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(708): i just got a UPS package from a name and address i dont know, with one of my thongs in it. no recollection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(941): I think that we as people have rights and that we should at the very least be warned before being subjected to Fergie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(508): Its about time the women of america have a president they can masturbate to again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(480): WHY CAN'T YOU EVER SHIT LIKE A NORMAL PERSON, JESSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(805): peeing is so easy when youre drunk. you just tell your body to pee and it pees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(913): U Should have said " it's ok baby most girls Sh*t when I do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(857): seriously iPhone. stop autocorrecting all my fucks into ducks. you're making all my strong worded texts look harmless and adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(917): this kid just came up to me and asked me if i wanted to play truth or aids with him and his friends. i'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(812): So someone put the baby mannequins in sex positions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(907): I told her it just looked small because my balls were gigantic. She bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(312): She was drunk and kept trying to talk while I was in her mouth. It sounded like the teacher from a Charlie Brown cartoon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(201): what do you think about when you wanna get rid of a boner?&lt;br /&gt;(1-201): dying kittens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(413): so, totally just picked up a pack of red bull, and some magnum condoms and the old woman at the register's tone went from "hi blah how are you" to "oh....how YOU DOIN'?" she knew what was up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(303): My hand turned me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(989): Well a couple things dont make sense to me. Like people in wheelchairs that have dirty shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(510): my mario cart skills improve with alchohol. and i think my real car skills do to but the cop didnt see my logic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(515): She has a t-rex face on a stuart little body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(775): I think the only thing that impresses me are nice penises...and Jesus. Jesus would impress me. Especially if he walked on water again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(650): Jason Mraz mixed with John Mayer and a splash of orgasmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA sorry for so many...I kinda went a bit extreme with that. Go to the site....it is so amazing. Anyway today I'm cooking with Alexia and Dem, and then we're going dancing and stuff. Going home Monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3232070006817595449?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3232070006817595449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3232070006817595449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3232070006817595449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2442053962302928611</id><published>2009-05-14T21:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:59:20.904-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss</title><content type='html'>all our chats from the fall.&lt;br /&gt;can we have one? soon?&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i haven't talked to any of you in forever.&lt;br /&gt;so seriously, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;email me and we'll work out a time or something&lt;br /&gt;because i really do miss it. i miss you guys and all the randomness.&lt;br /&gt;i miss corrupting morena.&lt;br /&gt;and just everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.....yeah. WE NEED TO DO ONE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, i dont even care what time...when i'm in greece i barely sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2442053962302928611?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2442053962302928611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2442053962302928611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2442053962302928611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-miss.html' title='I miss'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-323403589269812251</id><published>2009-05-14T20:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T20:56:57.355-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>One way Two say, Three words Four you....I love you.</title><content type='html'>Listening to the Plain White Tee's. I can do that on guitar. When I get back to NY, or soon idk which, but I promise a mini concert. I'll make a list of songs I can do and you all can pick them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, recent events that I'm not going into right now, have taught me to just appreciate life. Do not take ANYTHING for granted. Love the people you hate, because of their flaws.  Smile at everyone. Let everyone into your life no matter what they've done in their past that is a bit dodgy. Be a person that is positive for the world. Every second wasted is a moment lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I'll tell you. I got an email last night from a mutual friend from highschool. A boy that was friends with everyone killed himself last Friday. I found out almost a week later, I would have gone out to the service for him if I knew.  He was amazing and always had a smile and nothing was ever wrong with him to my knowledge. It is just odd to me that someone that was just the light and laughter of the school do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I just been thinking about all day is maybe I could have done something to prevent it, anyone could have. Maybe just being there for him. No one really knew that there was anything wrong. That scares me. Are we all just too oblivious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all goes back to the header for this, yeah, it's a love song, but if we all just said "I love you" to someone everyday....who knows what could happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...think about it. I'm leaving Greece earlier than I planned, I was staying until June 12th originally, but I'm going home on Monday. I love it here, but I just need America right now. I need to be closer to my family, my friends, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I accidently put a hole through my new guitar. Not good. I was fumbling around in the dark and stepped on it....oops. Guess its back to the crapper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-323403589269812251?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/323403589269812251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-way-two-say-three-words-four-youi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/323403589269812251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/323403589269812251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-way-two-say-three-words-four-youi.html' title='One way Two say, Three words Four you....I love you.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-547098865968567405</id><published>2009-05-11T20:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:00:55.560-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>It's 4 am</title><content type='html'>And I've been up for about 17 hours straight. We left Italy early yesterday to fly to Santorini - first time  I arrived by plane because my grandmother was not good at all. She was getting worse by the minute. We said goodbye and just sat outside her house, my whole Greek family just waiting. And she passed at about 1 AM. Well, it's three hours later and I'm just ready to crash. But  I wanted to share with you all a little about my grandmother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her name is Zeta, short for something - I'll find out and get back to you. We all just called her Zeta. She was mother of 5, with 12 grandchildren and 3 great grandchildren. She met all of them before she died. Umm, she married my grandfather at age 18 and they opened a restaurant my uncle now owns. She was an awesome woman. She was 83 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, more posts and lost of online time coming soon. I feel like I haven't talked to some of you in forever. Good night to you, goodmorning to me. I'm sleeping forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-547098865968567405?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/547098865968567405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-4-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/547098865968567405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/547098865968567405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-4-am.html' title='It&apos;s 4 am'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3657542378155431277</id><published>2009-05-08T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T17:56:28.151-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>Siedo in un aeroporto, e annoiato.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I'm sitting in the airport and it is 6:30 and I'm waiting for our plane. We've been sitting here for about a half hour. It is always good to get to airports early. Espcially with kids. Who are running in circles by the windows where we are sitting and waiting and watching the planes. We should be leaving in about a half hour. Lovely long flight too. Its like 11 hours to Paris, then a little layover and a three hour flight to Rome. With the time change we land in Rome at like, 2 in the afternoon. That's wierd to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to be getting a lot of sleep, depending on the awakness of the kids. Two five year old girls, Isabella and Katherine, and three year old and one year old boys, George and Guytano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnitydamnfreakingcrap. I just spilled lovely hot cocoa all over my dress. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah....I FINALLY got a better guitar. Not the one I wanted, but it is a Fender. It is black and beautiful. It is sitting next to me....in the case obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I can garuntee, that I'll be alone in the land of white houses and blue skies aka Santorini, I'll be online a lot. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivederci!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3657542378155431277?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3657542378155431277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/siedo-in-un-aeroporto-e-annoiato.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3657542378155431277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3657542378155431277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/siedo-in-un-aeroporto-e-annoiato.html' title='Siedo in un aeroporto, e annoiato.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6257101910076990866</id><published>2009-05-06T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:01:24.900-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='italy'/><title type='text'>Arrivederci, Chitarre, e Viaggiare</title><content type='html'>Well, I made a video for you all this afternoon, me talking in Italian and rambling on then playing Fearless in Italian. But youtube is being a little bitch. Which was annoying because the syllables are different, I'll show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it gets better than this&lt;br /&gt;Non so come prende migliore di questo&lt;br /&gt;You take my hand and drag me head first, fearless.&lt;br /&gt;lei porta la mia mano e mi trascina dirige primo intrepido&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why but with you I'd dance&lt;br /&gt;E non soperché ma con lei ballerei.&lt;br /&gt;In a storm, in my best dress, fearless.&lt;br /&gt;In una tempesta nel mio migliore vestito intrepido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the phrasing is off, so it was a pain to learn but I did it. And I'm proud of myself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.....I'm excited. For a lot of things. Tomorrow is my last day ever at NYU. Last day of finals. I feel....I don't know. Indifferent, would be the word. I have English 102 and Calculus finals and I am freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow afternoon my mommy and my baby brother and my 5 year old twin sisters and my 2 year old brother arrive. Then Friday night we take a red eye to Roma. From there we are going to see my family until Tuesday, then flying to Santorini. For a month. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am happy because I'm going home to the bestest place on earth. But sad because my grandmother is very ill. Which is sad because I lurrrrrrve her. Basically, its like practicaly final that it is the last time she'll get sick. That's why my mom is going. And bringing the babies so my dad has less to deal with. But they'll come possibly once everything is, well, final. And she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And....if you've seen my recent twitters, I've ranted on about guitars. I'm getting a new guitar. *does little dance* My parents are paying for half, they'll pay up to 500 dollars, so that means my range is bigger. I speant two hours today looking and playing to make a decision. I want this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.taylorguitars.com/Guitars/Acoustic/Koa/"&gt;http://www.taylorguitars.com/Guitars/Acoustic/Koa/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm inlove. I held it today and it is beautiful and sounds amazing and the only thing stopping me is the price. Since I've learned guitar, everytime I see Taylor Swift with it I get envious. It is beautiful. But it is also 3 thousand over budget. Grr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other choice right now is a Fender. But it isn't pretty like the Taylor ones. There are cheaper Taylors but they aren't pretty like the Koas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...you all know my email if you need me (my aim/twitter/youtube @aol.com) I'll be blogging and online occasionally, depending on what's happening in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrivderci Bellas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6257101910076990866?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6257101910076990866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/arrivederci-chitarre-e-viaggiare.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6257101910076990866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6257101910076990866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/arrivederci-chitarre-e-viaggiare.html' title='Arrivederci, Chitarre, e Viaggiare'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7421237652431976523</id><published>2009-05-02T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:41:20.639-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>I love you for giving me your eyes...</title><content type='html'>Inspired by this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGicsdCtpLo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tGicsdCtpLo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH THE VIDEO IT IS SO FREAKING ADORABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a photocollage video for my mom to me singing this song for mother's day with pictures of me and my brothers and sisters. Last time I made one of these it refused to upload here, but I'll try again.  I'm either mailing it to her, doing it over one of our videochats or possibly seeing her in person because of certain...things. I'll got there later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is about my mom. How she has always been there for me, for everyone of us. She treats us all equally, like there isn't a "prize child" and she'll try to do special things for each of us. Which is amazing that she even can because of the little ones. I'm going to tell a story that I think of everytime I hear this song, if you don't know what song it is by now becuase you are not listening/watching, it is The Best Day by Taylor Swift. Here is the story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been like 9 or 10 and I had come home from school mad because I was different than the other kids. Different in appearance: I had the body of a 6 year old, I had insane hair - much like Taylor's in the video except darker and poofer and tight little ringlets and just horrible. I need to find a picture to scan in from then to show you all, because it is so freaking funny. But what I was most bothered by was my eyes. My eyes, as a child were really light (light as in shade) greenish-blue. Really pretty, but they've got progressively more hazel mixed with brown as I've got older. I was mad because a girl, who is now one of my best friends - Kate, made fun of them because no one had those eyes. She called me a freak and an alien and honestly, looking back it is so insanely funny to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my eyes, after my hips, are my best feature and to think that I came home in tears about it becuase everyone else had one-color darker (as in shade) eyes. My mom sat me on the kitchen counter, looked me in the eyes and told me that my eyes are special. They are the eyes of my grandmother and that, out of all her grandchildren and children only 5 others have had those eyes and how she wished she had them. She told me I am lucky and that what other's think are my flaws are probably my best features. That was the moment I became proud of my nationality, my heritage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy to have these eyes now, so thanks you Nani for giving me your eyes. Being the grandma with the house open to me any time, letting me sneak in, and always being there. Thank you Mom, for always being there and helping me through my problems, for actually being the carrier of the great-eye gene. I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nani, my Greek grandmother, is getting pretty ill. She's really old, and her time may be coming soon. That'll be a hard one for me if it happens, so that's why I'm leaving next weekend to go to Greece with Ethan and possibly my mom and the non-school aged kidlets. I think it is pretty necessary, so I'm trying to work Nani into my video. I promise to post it if it'll let me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week everyone, it's Saturday night and I've been laying on my couch taking a break from studying, eating HaagenDaaz with Ethan and trying to fall asleep so I can sleep in tomorrow. Finals next week are going to kill me. Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday and I am free. :) Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7421237652431976523?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7421237652431976523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-for-giving-me-your-eyes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7421237652431976523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7421237652431976523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-you-for-giving-me-your-eyes.html' title='I love you for giving me your eyes...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1607233998053326621</id><published>2009-04-30T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:48:53.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously????'/><title type='text'>allywisdom</title><content type='html'>I like it when I throw myself under the bus, let the shit hit the fan and then hit me.&lt;br /&gt;However, it isn't cool at all when people put me under the bus and think I'll be okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like provoking some people for fun.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people get me introuble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when I can scream and yell for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when I have a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when I can dance when no one is watching.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when the neighbors see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when I can DA in my own home.&lt;br /&gt;I do not like PDAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it when he pisses me off for fun.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when he doesn't know that he pissed me off&lt;br /&gt;Let the shit hit the fan and push me under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks. Goodnight. Finals next week. Grr...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1607233998053326621?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1607233998053326621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/allywisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1607233998053326621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1607233998053326621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/allywisdom.html' title='allywisdom'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3239359658298759749</id><published>2009-04-28T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T21:55:58.478-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Post #157</title><content type='html'>Oh, my, gosh. That's a lot of posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just putting this here tonight to let everyone know that I'm going to me MIA until next weekend, the 10th or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is major cram week, the weekend is cramming, and all next week is finals. Lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, it could be worse. But incase no one hears from me, that's where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a 15 page paper due on Thursday, a brain chart of emotions - wtf? Phsycology I hate you, a paper (a little one) on an influential women in American history and some other shit. My brain feels like its going to implode from all the information swirling around inside of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it is also the perfect time in my life to get sick. I'm freaking out about this swine flu thing. I am like, the biggest germaphob and now is the worst time for this to happen. I'm walking around with a scarf around my head in 80 degree weather and gloves on my hands. I refuse to take the subway or a cab. I'm riding my bike over 30 blocks every day, or driving - which is impossible. I don't touch anyone, or anything other than my own stuff. I take a shower as soon as I get home, I don't go to the gym now, or for food. My study sessions in the park are over, and I'm making Ethan shower the minute he gets home. I'm such a freak, but I can't get sick right now. I hate getting sick and I really just can let this happen to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my OCD, rant and etc for the day. Now you guys know how much of a freak I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3239359658298759749?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3239359658298759749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/post-157.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3239359658298759749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3239359658298759749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/post-157.html' title='Post #157'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1581346746613750953</id><published>2009-04-24T02:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:50:00.193-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelli'/><title type='text'>the birthday for the girl who will never get another birthday.</title><content type='html'>Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;You'd be 18 today&lt;br /&gt;The sun shines a little less bright&lt;br /&gt;I still love you more than anything&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;You'll never get that chance to vote&lt;br /&gt;Buy a cigarette - like you even would&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Kelli Anna&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;Know that I miss you&lt;br /&gt;We all do&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are&lt;br /&gt;I hope you miss us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little poem thing I wrote in like two minutes. I might expand on it. It's not very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting here reflecting on this time last year and how insane everything was. When Kelli turned 17, she knew it would most likely be the last birthday. And she celebrated with a huge smile on her face and like the sun was coming out her eyeballs. It was amazing. She was so brave and stronger than I can't even imagine being. She was an inspiration to everyone, her smiling gave a feeling of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me feels like I'm imagining this all in my head, that Kelli was Kelli, and the sunshine feelings and such were all created in my head afer she was gone. But I like them, so they'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow a few of us are spending the day Kelli style. We're going to dance at a friend's studio in the morning, visit the cancer wing at her hospital - the one where she got all her treatments, eat at her favorite restaurant, and at night we'll see a play. I'm so excited. It won't be a day of sadness, but of happiness. And we only have her to thank for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Kelli didn't get sick, I would have never came back to NYC. I love it here, and I absolutley detest California. I got accpeted to colleges around the northeast, maybe some would have been better for me, but her getting sick gave me the city, so I'd be here incase of anything happening. And it happened too soon. If she never got sick again, my life could have been completely different and I wonder what it would be like. I can't really picture it in my head. Does this make me sound like I'm happy that she's gone? Because I definatly am not, at all. Words can't describe how much I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that somehow, there would be a way for all kids to never die. And that no bad things could ever happen to them. Ever. Children are angels, and without them the world would be doom-and-gloom. That is my one wish for God, that no child will ever die, or be abused, or get a life-time illness, or just anything that damages their being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway: Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday my bestest friend in the whole wide world. I love you always. I can't wait to see you again someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1581346746613750953?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1581346746613750953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-for-girl-who-will-never-get.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1581346746613750953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1581346746613750953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthday-for-girl-who-will-never-get.html' title='the birthday for the girl who will never get another birthday.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-412553024136069279</id><published>2009-04-22T20:02:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:19:27.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously????'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>Turn a page, I'm a book half unread</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fotos.fotoflexer.com/9ac7a56faa92332fd49c8af8e80d2411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" alt="" src="http://fotos.fotoflexer.com/9ac7a56faa92332fd49c8af8e80d2411.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotos.fotoflexer.com/934967229ead3da73ed2326027fff228.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Edited picture of moi. Taken in Maine. I have tons of beach pictures but I don't feel like putting them up right now. Quote from one of my favorite songs, read below a few posts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, so something has really been pissing me off and his name is Perez Hilton. You've must have heard about the whole Miss California contrevorsy. His question was "What is your opinion on gay marriage?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She answered honestly, her opinion. And now he has this issue with it and so does the rest of the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here's what I don't understand, would it have been best for her to lie, say the "politically correct answer" and go against herself and her beliefs? No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now there's this whole thing about how it cost her the crown. I honestly think beauty pagents are a joke, but seriously. AT LEAST SHE SPOKE HER MIND!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THIS IS AMERICA! WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH HERE! WE ARE ALLOWED TO SAY WHAT WE WANT SO PEREZ HILTON STFU!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you, goodnight. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-412553024136069279?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/412553024136069279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/turn-page-im-book-half-unread.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/412553024136069279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/412553024136069279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/turn-page-im-book-half-unread.html' title='Turn a page, I&apos;m a book half unread'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1570286491713396132</id><published>2009-04-21T22:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:18:38.679-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell yeah'/><title type='text'>hmmm i was going to ramble about something</title><content type='html'>but i totally forget what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh brain fart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made cupcakes today. they're dark chocolate and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've noticed that all the nice muscle, and wieghtloss and toning i've been doing is kinda going away. i need to make better use of the gym again. wahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hmmmm it's kelli's birthday friday. meaning, she would have been 18. so we've planned a little party for her. well, not for her....you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hmmm...idk. i'm going through this random harry potter phase. it'll probably last for a long time....until the movie comes out. i'm rereading them and i'm excited. i tried to accio my water glass to me today. tobie said taht's something i shouldn't tell people....i'm a freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I remember noW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My summer plans are a roadtrip. July and early August through the US and Canada and maybe Mexico depending on its whole drug situation then....with like 8 of some of the best people. we're buying a jon&amp;amp;kate plus 8 van and driving that...i'm so excited. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that's it. i'm going to bed now. goodnight. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1570286491713396132?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1570286491713396132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmm-i-was-going-to-ramble-about.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1570286491713396132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1570286491713396132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/hmmm-i-was-going-to-ramble-about.html' title='hmmm i was going to ramble about something'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7374386623164292787</id><published>2009-04-19T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:48:32.184-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell yeah'/><title type='text'>MAIIIIIIIIIIIINE</title><content type='html'>So this weekend, I went to Maine with one of the best people in the whole entire world and my bestfriendpracticallysisterwhoInevergettoseeanddesperatlyneededgirltime: Kate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, we stayed at Ethan's family's cottageyhouse like 2 minutes walking to the beach. I love that house. :) And we got there Friday night and went to the movies and saw 17 Again...it was goodish. And we ate like 2 lobsters each and stayed up until 2am talking and dancing and it was amazing. Then Saturday we went to the beach and being offseason, it was deserted, so we sat there and sunbathed and I have a slight tan (the highest it got was 55 degrees...eww) and I put my toes in the water and they turned purple. And we shopped and such. It was a great weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I love the most about Kate is that she's just postive, no matter what. Like we were talking about Kelli and everything was positive. We were talking about the situation with her mother and it was postive (I have no idea how that could be) and that girl is all smiles and that makes me love her even more. I miss her already....Boston is too far away. :(  And the fact that she's stronger than I'll ever be, physically, mentally, etc, is so great to. She's had a lot of issues in her life, and has delt with them wonderfully. It amazes me. It really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home like...4 hours ago and sat outside our apartment for about an hour because I lost my keys (I realize now I left them with the car rental people in Boston - they're mailing them to me) and so I called Idiot, I mean, Ethan's phone, and it was off. So I called the landline...straight to answer machine. I kept calling and knocking, just incase. Then I found the spare key and broke in and walked in to Ethan sitting on the couch in the dark with the tv blaring with Halo in his pajamas with a dirty shirt (he doesn't shower unless he has to do something, letting us all suffer. It's disgusting.) And he was like "oh, you're home." And then I kicked him and yelled at him for not having his phone on....and not hearing the machine. Ehh, that was funnier in my head. But yeah, he pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was great to have a girls weekend but I'm glad to be home. This is the 3rd weekend in a row I haven't been home and I'm staying here for a long time. Finals are soon, and I was accepted into a college in upstate NY that I think I want to try out. It'll be a music/English/writing dual major. So I have to go there to visit for the accepted students weekend, and then it'll be there in the fall. I'm excited for this change. This is is some sacrifices on the relationship stuff, but that's okay. It's necessary. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, picture post soon. We must have taken 1000+ pictures this weekend. I just want to edit/look at them all first. Sorry for two long posts in a row. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7374386623164292787?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7374386623164292787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/maiiiiiiiiiiiine.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7374386623164292787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7374386623164292787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/maiiiiiiiiiiiine.html' title='MAIIIIIIIIIIIINE'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6937873907542779962</id><published>2009-04-14T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:45:41.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I want to feel WEIGHTLESS...</title><content type='html'>New favorite song alert. Weightless by All Time Low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the lyrics, but the music is too poppy for them. And that makes me upset. But whatever. I'm posting a youtube of it at the bottom. The lyrics to the song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage me I'm a mess&lt;br /&gt;Turn a page I'm a book half-unread&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be laughed at&lt;br /&gt;Laughed withJust because&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel weightlessAnd that should be enough&lt;br /&gt;But I'm stuck in this fucking rut&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on a second hand pick-me-up&lt;br /&gt;And I'm over getting older&lt;br /&gt;If I could just find the time&lt;br /&gt;Then I would never let another day go by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm over getting old&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of watchingWhile the minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;As I go nowhere And this is my reaction&lt;br /&gt;To everything I fear'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been going crazy&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste another minute here&lt;br /&gt;Make believe that I impress&lt;br /&gt;That every word by design&lt;br /&gt;Turns a headI wanna feel reckless&lt;br /&gt;Wanna live it up just because&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel weightless cause that would be enough&lt;br /&gt;If I could just find the time&lt;br /&gt;Then I would never let another day go by&lt;br /&gt;And I'm over getting old&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's not my weekend but it's gonna be my year&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of watching&lt;br /&gt;While the minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;As I go nowhere&lt;br /&gt;And this is my reaction&lt;br /&gt;To everything I fear 'cause I've been going crazy&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste another minute here&lt;br /&gt;This could be all I've waited for&lt;br /&gt;And this could be everything&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna dream anymore&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not my weekend&lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna be my year&lt;br /&gt;And I've been going crazy I'm stuck in here&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's not my weekend&lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna be my year&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass&lt;br /&gt;As I go nowhere(Go nowhere)And this is my reaction&lt;br /&gt;To everything I fear 'cause I've been going crazy&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste another minute here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fits my current mood. I think I'm honestly done with the whole college thing. It was nice, a lot of work. But I'm thinking that getting a nice job would be nice. And going from there for life. It just ehhh, I'm over it. I want to be little again. I want to get out of this city. I want to do something. I want to &lt;em&gt;live.&lt;/em&gt; Once the semester is over, something like 4 weeks. I don't really know. I lost my calender...oops! But that will be it. I'll probably end up going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right now, I want to pursue myself creatively, that's including musically, artistically, writingly, and I feel that you don't need a teacher in a classroom telling you how to write or draw or make music. Its bull. Once you really know the theory, then you are good to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music is always something that's been in the back of my head. I enjoy it so much, espcially making it - writing it. I want to take some time to try that out. I doubt anything major will happen, but for now I want to see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is another thing that I really love. I have one story that I put up on polyvore that I'm working on editing and adding to it and just expanding to make it readable. That will be sent to publishers someday. Hopefully by autumn. Writing music is something that I've just started but still am not sure how much I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think I'm going to take time for myself and see where this goes. But all of this leads by to present you with my NEW blog. It'll be where my creative juices go. :)&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://creatinspiration.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://creatinspiration.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, listen to this song, I've gone so far off topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CdSoooAjXec&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CdSoooAjXec&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6937873907542779962?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6937873907542779962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-feel-weightless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6937873907542779962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6937873907542779962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to-feel-weightless.html' title='I want to feel WEIGHTLESS...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2394881770914018515</id><published>2009-04-12T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T20:48:21.538-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epiphanies'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>I had a picture to put up...but I can't find my camera. I'm home! (for the weekend) And I really hate sleeping on the couch because they've turned my old room into my sister Cass's bedroom. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was nice. Got up for sunrise service with Ethan, came home, did the whole "Oh look the Easter Bunny came" thing. (We filled and hid 200 eggs.) Ate a ton of candy. I love peeps. :) And then we went to regular Mass. It was a long morning. Then I fell asleep on the couch with my favorite 2 year old.  Then my mommy made a really great dinner-lunchy thing of lamb, lasagna, and turkey. We had Ouza. Ouza is amazing. It's basically this Greek version of champagne, but you do it in shots and its really strong, very fruity and wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I fell asleep again. And we decorated cupcakes. Which we just ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night we did eggs. My hands will be stained for a long time. What a fiasco. NEVER let you kids dye egss. SUCH a HORRIBLE thing to put us older people through. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, my whole family went out for dinner, which never happens, because there is so many of us and it'll be expensive and just insane with the kiddies. And I saw the Hannah Montana movie with my sisters, meaning they forced me to take them and I paid. They also got more candy, popcorn, and soda than any normal person could eat. And I have to say, the movie wasn't that bad. It WAS painful, but not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I almost got killed this morning turning into my driveway. Idiot drivers. Like they stopped INCHES from my rental car without insurance. Because no one really needs that. GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess that's it. I'm online because I'm so bored and the older kids have already locked themselves in their rooms and the younger kids are passed out from a sugar high. On me. With their grubby little fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epiphany: This weekend has proven to me that I really don't ever want kids. Happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2394881770914018515?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2394881770914018515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2394881770914018515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2394881770914018515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3324802222755918715</id><published>2009-04-08T19:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T20:03:33.740-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Music Wednesdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ph3CwhhDTeE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ph3CwhhDTeE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;^Best part of the whole night. That's probably my favorite song that she has. It was AMAZING! I really want to go back. Unfortunatly all my pictures are disgusting. They came out all pixel-y and blurry. You can't even make out people. There is a cute one of my dress. I'll put that one up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cell phone pictures suck.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway. I wrote another song, but can't find the paper I wrote it on....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And Rascal Flatts' new album is amazing. I've been listening to it nonstop and seriously. Its so good. Every song could be a hit. Right now, the only one that I can remember is "She'd be California" but there's so many more great ones. Posting a link.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhNTvpIZPP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yhNTvpIZPP8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Goodnight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3324802222755918715?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3324802222755918715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/music-wednesdays.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3324802222755918715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3324802222755918715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/music-wednesdays.html' title='Music Wednesdays'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6605599626549467012</id><published>2009-04-06T20:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:35:59.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously????'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hell yeah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OMG'/><title type='text'>SERIOUSLY????</title><content type='html'>Ahh, before I rant forever, I'm posting videos so you know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dz-Xuxd-S0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2dz-Xuxd-S0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aVlWc6RbgCU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aVlWc6RbgCU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a great day. In all aspects of my life. It started out by a nice run along the West Side Highway, and then I went to TopShop with Tobie and then we spent the afternoon in the park painting our toenails and signing and dancing like idiots. So much fun. I bought I sequined dress in baby pink and its so cute. I can't find somewhere to wear it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, at 8 PM, my country side came out and I sat on the couch with a bowl of ice cream and watched my girl, Taylor Swift, of whom I've been a fan for just about 4 years now. And lets just say, she's been a postive influence on my life. Her music made me start to like music again. Before that I never really listened to much, but I found her music and now I can't live without it. Anyway....Taylor kicked some ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She, and so many other great people like Rascal Flatts and Sugarland, came out for the introduction and did a medly. That was great. And I sat and watched, while videochatting with my sister, and then Taylor performed. By a magical introduction. Which was pretty cool, I don't really like the whole magic thing, except Harry Potter, but that was neat. And she sang "You're Not Sorry" - not my favorite from her, but a good song. And she was a bit flat. I don't think she's there yet vocally, which is probably why she lost that award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.....then after she performed, Reba gave her this little glass thing called a Milestone Award, whatever, that's one of them. I thought "Oh, its a consolation prize to make her feel better. She won't get any other award. The Academy doesn't like the pop-y Fearless that much" So I stopped paying attention. And then, half asleep, I hear Album of the Year getting announced and I looked up and her name was called and in a spilt second I was off the couch screaming and jumping and crying - yeah crying...haha. It seems so stupid now. And Ethan came running in and was like "What's wrong?" And I just couldn't explain and had to rewind for the acceptance speeches and I just couldn't stop crying. I'm still happy about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sitting there watching her take the award for the least-country album that was nominated, and thinking about when she won the Horizon Award and getting so happy over that because she was just so adorable getting that award. And she's come full circle, from the little girl wearing a really (I hate to say it but) ugly sundress just to walk the redcarpet to promote her first album, to perfomring Tim McGraw to Tim McGraw and everyone cheering every break in the song, to now, taking over the world. She really is. She's come full circle and I'm so proud of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now you all are reading this going "She insane" and "Why the hell would a city girl like Country Music so much?" Music to me is like breathing. I need to have it my life, and I'm so fortunate that I've found a genre that has done that to me. Country music is just so pure and wonderful and honest. Not much so in other genres. And part of it really reminds me of Greece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good week everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6605599626549467012?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6605599626549467012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/seriously.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6605599626549467012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6605599626549467012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/seriously.html' title='SERIOUSLY????'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5584829718255340394</id><published>2009-04-03T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T22:54:16.780-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>SPIN - song I wrote</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.surestartkiosks.co.uk/images/left_main_girl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://www.surestartkiosks.co.uk/images/left_main_girl1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;---As soon as I'm alone, not half asleep, and have nothing else to do, I'm recording this---&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;She smiles, another rough day&lt;br /&gt;But that won’t let it fade away&lt;br /&gt;She slips her shoes off and&lt;br /&gt;Stretches her legs&lt;br /&gt;Presses play&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spins in a circle&lt;br /&gt;Sways her hips and lets the hair fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Soft blond strands dance in the low light&lt;br /&gt;Pirouettes and a leap, escaping&lt;br /&gt;All her fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets up, another dreary day&lt;br /&gt;She smiles and walks to face&lt;br /&gt;Her fears, the ones who look upon&lt;br /&gt;The scar and secrets&lt;br /&gt;But she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spins in a circle&lt;br /&gt;Sways her hips and lets the hair fall down.&lt;br /&gt;Soft blond strands dance in the low light&lt;br /&gt;Pirouettes and a leap, escaping&lt;br /&gt;All her fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days drag on&lt;br /&gt;Her hope grew strong&lt;br /&gt;Her smile shining brighter than any other&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spins in a circle&lt;br /&gt;Sways her hips and lets the hair fall down&lt;br /&gt;Soft blond strands dance in the low light&lt;br /&gt;Smiling brighter than the dancer in her heart&lt;br /&gt;She dances to escape, bright eyes&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is another day,&lt;br /&gt;Forget the fears, let them fade away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5584829718255340394?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5584829718255340394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/spin-song-i-wrote.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5584829718255340394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5584829718255340394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/spin-song-i-wrote.html' title='SPIN - song I wrote'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3437992823900799585</id><published>2009-04-02T22:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:19:14.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>In response to yesterdays video</title><content type='html'>I was like "holy fack, that's horrible singing voice ally" and then I was like...hmmmmm should I delete? nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep it up and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wants commentos peoples!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3437992823900799585?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3437992823900799585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-response-to-yesterdays-video.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3437992823900799585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3437992823900799585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-response-to-yesterdays-video.html' title='In response to yesterdays video'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-508208604934479721</id><published>2009-04-01T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T20:34:02.134-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>For all of you, About all of you :)</title><content type='html'>Okay, so this was completely spontaneous and I was like, "Hey, they're the ones that see the videos, so I'll write a song." I attempted to write a song. It sucks. I was laughing so hard doing the first two times and it kinda sucks. Anyway...pass the word around. Here it is. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="440" height="420" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://v5.tinypic.com/player.swf?file=2uz73mu&amp;s=5"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/player.php?v=2uz73mu&amp;s=5"&gt;Original Video&lt;/a&gt; - More videos at &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;TinyPic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-508208604934479721?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/508208604934479721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-all-of-you-about-all-of-you.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/508208604934479721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/508208604934479721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-all-of-you-about-all-of-you.html' title='For all of you, About all of you :)'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-657322807200461357</id><published>2009-03-30T15:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T15:28:30.205-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyvore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><title type='text'>My favorite spring fashion trend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/ways_to_wear/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7273203"&gt;&lt;img title="4 Ways To Wear" height="400" alt="4 Ways To Wear" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFmZzcG9tNDRTM2hHSnJmbmpfMG0xdXcAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/ways_to_wear/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7273203"&gt;4 Ways To Wear&lt;/a&gt; - by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=203402" rel="nofollow"&gt;the_wanderer&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;I have a strange addiction to these things. The ones pictured are from American Eagle and I've bought all 5(?) colors because I love them that much. I'm wearing some now..and its really cold out. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Seriously...this bipolar weather pisses me off. When I left for California it was a sunny 61 degrees. I get back and its 43 and rainy. Actually, I lie, its not raining anymore, but its still cloudy and kinda windy. California, minus the reason I had to go there, was amazing. I spent time with my family yesterday and I've missed those kids so much. We made homemade pasta. Yum. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Ummmm let's see, I'm really bored and have an essay to write. I'm watching Cycle 7 of ANTM and trying not to fall asleep. I really want to buy a better guitar too. Mine's kinda crappy. My cello is also out of tune and that pisses me off. I can't find my tuner pitch thing anywhere. Anyway, I have a few videos for you guys that will be up soon. I promise. :) Oh - how would you guys feel about me doing a song in Greek or Italian...I've figured out "Fearless" in Greek. It'&lt;/small&gt;&lt;small&gt;s a bit different because the phrases are longer than English.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;My new favorite song is "Love is Gone" by The Script. Go check it out. Its pretty awesome. Well, toodles. I'm gonna go attempt to get this essay thing done. Immigration during the 19th Century and how it affected the Reconstruction in the Post-Civil War era. &lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Thrilling.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-657322807200461357?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/657322807200461357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favorite-spring-fashion-trend.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/657322807200461357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/657322807200461357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-favorite-spring-fashion-trend.html' title='My favorite spring fashion trend...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6892212436332032979</id><published>2009-03-28T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:36:58.870-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The last two days.</title><content type='html'>Friday morning when me and Ethan were playing Halo (I was kicking his ass btw) we got a phone call from my mother saying she was at the hospital. My head immediately raced to the kids...which one fell?  What happened? Were they fighting, playing, car accident? But it wasn't any of them...it was Ethan's mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a heart attack. Lucky enough, she never takes her phone out of her pocket, and dialed my house. My mom called the ambulance and was brought to the hospital. From there, they brought her to LA (where I am now). She's not overweight and she's the healthiest eater I know. She's a smoker and that's what brought this on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't smoke, ever. Please? I've seen it do terrible things to so many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's okay. She had bypass surgery and the doctor said everything will heal great. But it scared &lt;div id="labels-container"&gt;us. Scared us all....this was completely preventable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've learned I suck at comforting people. It is a tad bit awkward, but now I know how he felt all last summer with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I'd let you all know. I'm probably heading up home tomorrow to see my family and then I leave again Monday. I'm so sick of flying/traveling. I spend way to much time off the ground. Never a dull moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6892212436332032979?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6892212436332032979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-two-days.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6892212436332032979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6892212436332032979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-two-days.html' title='The last two days.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4936393434947175862</id><published>2009-03-26T19:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T20:30:46.291-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polyvore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>I want to hold your hand...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7506316"&gt;&lt;img title="Untitled" height="400" alt="Untitled" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFlRMcHdGbVFhM2hHUVNtTDNJTVo2ancAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/untitled/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=7506316"&gt;Untitled&lt;/a&gt; - by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=203402" rel="nofollow"&gt;the_wanderer&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/"&gt;Polyvore.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm home and am honestly so insanely happy. Its probably endorphins or whatever. But my camera is being an idiot and isn't uploading my pictures....they'll be up eventually. Hopefully. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for today point. I want to hold your hand. This was all inspired by a great movie, and book, one of my favorites, Nick and Nora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Beatles, they had it all figured out, okay? "I Want to Hold Your Hand." The first single. It's effing brilliant, right?... That's what everybody wants. They don't want a twenty-four-hour hump sesh, they don't want to be married to you for a hundred years. They just want to hold your hand. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;I tell you something&lt;br /&gt;I think you'll understand&lt;br /&gt;When I say that something&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;Please say to me&lt;br /&gt;You'll let me be your man&lt;br /&gt;And please say to me&lt;br /&gt;You'll let me hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;Now let me hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;And when I touch you I feel happy inside&lt;br /&gt;It's such a feeling that my love, I can't hide&lt;br /&gt;I want to hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...I had a minor rant on twitter earlier. I'm copy and pasting it in, then rambling for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothin gets better than hand holding. Ever. While walking, while kissing, driving...anytime, anywhere. It conectects you to that one person and really - that's all that matters. Knowing that you don't want to let go at all. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So lets expand on this idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that in any relationship ever starts by look at someone and going "I want to fuck them hard." No...its' "I want to know more about that person and spend time. I want to hold their hand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some people go straight to bed...idk. But really, it is the easiest and greatest way to just say "Hey, I like you, it may not be forever, but for now, I just want to do this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this song, thought whatever. I could ramble forever. I love hand holding...I love love. I'm just in a really great mood. Seriously....its been a long time since I've been this way. I love this feeling. The whole that was in me is gone for the most part...there will always be a scab to remind me, but for now, I don't plan on picking it off like a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually - I lied. One thing is pissing me off. The customs people in Boston stole my wine. That was expensive wine too. Aparently under-21s can't bring alcohol into the country...umm...Bullshit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.....I'm having my Grandma mail me some. :) And remember...hand holding rocks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4936393434947175862?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4936393434947175862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-hold-your-hand.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4936393434947175862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4936393434947175862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-want-to-hold-your-hand.html' title='I want to hold your hand...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3767532425453950503</id><published>2009-03-23T15:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T15:40:28.480-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><title type='text'>I've deleted last night's post.</title><content type='html'>Long story short...I don't want to come here someday and relive that. Like Raven said, it's really not that big of a deal...but still. It was a mistake. I can handle that. No one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I guess everything is good between me and Ethan...I really don't know. I talked to him a bit tonight, but whatever. If he gets all extreme about this because its just not that big of a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so I go home Wednesday...well, start my trip home, technically I'll leave Wed and get to NY on Wed, but its still over 24 hours of travel time, including annoying layovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummmmm yeah. I think that I'm gonna sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, you all need to get a twitter. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3767532425453950503?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3767532425453950503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-deleted-last-nights-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3767532425453950503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3767532425453950503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-deleted-last-nights-post.html' title='I&apos;ve deleted last night&apos;s post.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7393294005371010084</id><published>2009-03-20T22:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:32:00.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GREECE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lists'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>The constant sun</title><content type='html'>I was going to put a poem I wrote up here, but would much rather stay here in my bed before getting up. I set my alarm for 6 so I'd have time to get ready before we left to go to Mykonos and right now its a little after 5. Whatever, I've discovered recently that I am very nocturnal. I should do this in a list form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-I love it here. So much. Note the twitter updates one the right. I've been putting these up about 5 times a day. Its easier than blogging.&lt;br /&gt;2-Its been 70 degrees and sunny everyday. No clouds in sight most of the time. Love.&lt;br /&gt;3-The moon here is amazing. Actually, stunning would be the better word. Sad part is pictures don't capture it well enough.&lt;br /&gt;4-The fact that typing this is really hard, because I've been thinking/talking in Greek.&lt;br /&gt;5-I have a TAN. and freckles - which are still wierd to me that I've got them.&lt;br /&gt;6-My cousin has fallen for Kate. Kate has fallen for my cousin. Neither can speak each other's language...leaving me to be their translator. Not fun....&lt;br /&gt;7-Cliff diving....is exhilerating. Hiking to the cliff is not.&lt;br /&gt;8-I have a blister from not being used to wearing flipflops...ouch.&lt;br /&gt;9-I hate the fact that the US$ is shit in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;10-I love the fact that right now, I'm looking out my window and can see the sun rising over Fira.&lt;br /&gt;11-I really love how some things you'll never forget. Like the nice old lady at the fish market my uncles sell at....she was acient and is still sitting in the same spot selling squid when I was a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;12-The fact that I can sit at my uncles with Kate and George and my other cousins and drink wine, as much as we want...and not get introuble.&lt;br /&gt;13-I love the fact that donkeys are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;14-I love how there's no cars, or very few cars here.&lt;br /&gt;15-I love that I'm home. :) Do I have to go back to real life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/ScRQra_VrPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kfBLXgcPXOk/s1600-h/p441585-Santorini-Thera_Santorini.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315462167113608434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/ScRQra_VrPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kfBLXgcPXOk/s320/p441585-Santorini-Thera_Santorini.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from the ferry as you get to the island. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/ScRQ_cG9sVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3RI8lNOoqgg/s1600-h/santorinisunset300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/ScRQ_cG9sVI/AAAAAAAAAOk/3RI8lNOoqgg/s320/santorinisunset300.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315462511011410258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNSET...the outer islands. one has hotsprings and is an active volcano, the other is just a lump of land with people living there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7393294005371010084?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7393294005371010084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/constant-sun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7393294005371010084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7393294005371010084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/constant-sun.html' title='The constant sun'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/ScRQra_VrPI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kfBLXgcPXOk/s72-c/p441585-Santorini-Thera_Santorini.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-25884623642267064</id><published>2009-03-14T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:28:04.853-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Before I leave...</title><content type='html'>I leave for Greece tomorrow, so excited. Finally going home. But anyay, my gift for you guys is a medly of some of the songs. It started out as three, but they refuse to upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is youtube, so Morena sorry you can't listen/see again. Actually there's nothing much to see except for the top of the guitar, my wall, and me for like 4 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, by the way, I look like crap. I got up today and ran. This was after my run/gym and I look disgusting....yellowish, my hair looks crap and my eyes look huge and black...but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, you know I can't sing. At all. I used to sing, really greatly and I think it was in my months of not really talking at all I lost it. But its definatly coming back, so by thsi summer, maybe I'll actually get a good video up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I laugh a lot while attempting to sing during this. So ignore that. You're welcome to laugh to, a lot. At me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxFjJbZmb3w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxFjJbZmb3w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you've all got a shout out too! I'll probably post while I'm away, but if not TTYL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-25884623642267064?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/25884623642267064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-i-leave.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/25884623642267064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/25884623642267064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/before-i-leave.html' title='Before I leave...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4198815935149106161</id><published>2009-03-11T19:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:39:31.372-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>A minorly huge freakout.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SbhKx_5nuRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xRaGDV9qOxo/s1600-h/snl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312077983310657810" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SbhKx_5nuRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xRaGDV9qOxo/s320/snl3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMGOMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...that's enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...anyway, i'm not going to even bother using proper typing skills, etc, but anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT THIRD ROW TAYLOR SWIFT TICKETS AT MSG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so freaking excited. it was 230 bucks for three tickets, so it better worth it, which i don't doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.....now that you're all like "omg, she's a freak talking about that blonde girl 24/7"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need to share the excitement a bit...haha. i've been like...high on excitement all day. which is a bit insane because its like 6 months away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4198815935149106161?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4198815935149106161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/minorly-huge-freakout.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4198815935149106161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4198815935149106161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/minorly-huge-freakout.html' title='A minorly huge freakout.....'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SbhKx_5nuRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/xRaGDV9qOxo/s72-c/snl3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5021794346754488123</id><published>2009-03-10T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:49:08.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guitar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>You lift my feet off the ground, spin me around...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-6Kzf-z6gI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/c-6Kzf-z6gI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You make me crazier, crazier, crazier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is my new favorite song. You should listen. It would be a great thing for you to do. It is by Taylor Swift. And again, she ceases to amaze me. I love it. These lyrics are great. I forced E to dance with me...just because I love it that much...but he was like "rawr (made that noise not actually saying rawr) my foot hurts." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Loser. Oh...but you guys don't really know...my idiot (that's what I'm calling him now) stubbed his toe Sunday night, broke the nail, blood everywhere, swelling and bruised. So he wakes me up and is like "baby, it hurts. I think its broken." I'm like "stop acting like a girl." and try to go back to sleep while he bleeds all over our bed. Lovely. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway...we ended up at the hospital at 3:30 am, because he couldn't bend it. Turns out its like, sprained. idk. They took like a needle thing and drained the swelling fluid stuff from it - so nasty. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But anyway...I'll get my dance sooner or later. Hah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Three Things I am excited for:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taylor Swift tickets go onsale tomorrow for her ny show. YAY.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm possibly, 90% going to a Britney Spears concert tomorrow! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I might audition for ANTM on Sunday....my lack of hieght/ugliness/wierd body porportions could be an issue. A couple of my friends and I might go just for fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twilight DVD? YES....I'm over it...but I really just want to buy this DVD so I can mock it. Should be fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The fact that I can play like 4389672305 songs on guitar now. YES! Expect a concert soon!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5021794346754488123?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5021794346754488123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-lift-my-feet-off-ground-spin-me.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5021794346754488123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5021794346754488123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-lift-my-feet-off-ground-spin-me.html' title='You lift my feet off the ground, spin me around...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-596467399092852768</id><published>2009-03-05T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T20:32:26.902-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Ignore my last post.</title><content type='html'>The whole crappy day yesterday and basically everything that made me so disgustingly mad at the world (this has really nothing to do with anything) but anyway, I solved my problem....a problem I didn't create.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...so 5 things I am really, really, excited about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-CSI tonight, with Taylor Swift as the guest star. I'm curious about her acting ability. It'll be either great or a trainwreck. So I'll be watching that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Going home...to my real, true home. Greece. In a few short weeks. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-The fact that I can now play 6 of my top 10 all time favorite songs fairly well on  guitar. There will be a small concert of me playing up soon. So yay for some talent! Also, for you guys to learn, its really not that hard to do. Guitars are only like 100 bucks, and if you learn D, A, Em, G, C, and Bm you can play like 25 thousand songs....its amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-The fact that my voice is coming back. Yay for zythromax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5-The fact that when I went bathing suit shopping, everything I tried on looked amazing. Espically the abs. UGH I LOVE THEM! So I got bikinis to show them off. Yay for the gym!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, for the first time in a long time, I'm happy. Its so great. I feel amazing, my body feels great, I'm comfortable in my skin. The twinkle in my eyes is back. Just...right now, I feel like nothing could go wrong. It is an amazing feeling to have. Minus yesterday.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-596467399092852768?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/596467399092852768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/ignore-my-last-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/596467399092852768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/596467399092852768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/ignore-my-last-post.html' title='Ignore my last post.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3844833930825988837</id><published>2009-03-01T17:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T17:14:26.759-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>What pisses me off - March 1st</title><content type='html'>Happy March! Its officially been 9 months without Kelli as of about two hours ago. So much has happened. It was just over a year ago that we found out it came back, and then 4 months later she was gone. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...here's my piss-off. Seriously. I'm going to rant a lot so be prepared. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SasHwvWGndI/AAAAAAAAANs/awvbvaH6S3U/s1600-h/pissesmeoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308345119710551506" style="WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SasHwvWGndI/AAAAAAAAANs/awvbvaH6S3U/s320/pissesmeoff.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was taken from an "OMG TWILIGHT SHOULD HAVE GOTTEN AN OSCAR RPATTZ IS SO SEXY" set on polyvore. I'm the_wanderer and i'm trying to show this imbescils that twilight is a horrible movie and blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twilight, while an enjoyable read isn't that great. It also isn't real literature. I think one of the comments in the set was "Wall-E won an award so why not Twilight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UMMMMM BECAUSE THERE'S A FREAKING ANIMATED CATEGORY. losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah..that's what really makes me mad. I'm going to go now before I ramble way too much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3844833930825988837?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3844833930825988837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-pisses-me-off-march-1st.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3844833930825988837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3844833930825988837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-pisses-me-off-march-1st.html' title='What pisses me off - March 1st'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SasHwvWGndI/AAAAAAAAANs/awvbvaH6S3U/s72-c/pissesmeoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-744537004364914009</id><published>2009-02-26T20:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:57:11.940-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gloriana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Gloriana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://imgsrv.wycd.com/image/wycd2/UserFiles/Image/Artist/Gloriana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 799px" alt="" src="http://imgsrv.wycd.com/image/wycd2/UserFiles/Image/Artist/Gloriana2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem...look at them. They're so cute right? Anyway...take a look again, now look harder. Do you recognize anyone? Think hard? Now take a guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know who I'm talking about yet? Its the blonde. You sure about who it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Cheyenne Kimball, the girl who had that show on MTV and put out a CD and she had like 3 good songs? Now she's country. Wierd right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....I LOVE THEM. AHH. Posting links to my new fave song on youtube. Go buy it too, its amazing, its called "Wild At Heart." Did I mention that they're like the next big thing in Nashville AND they're going on tour with Taylor Swift so I get to see them LIVE!!!! AHHHH YES!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take a listen, be amazed. I love them...but I mentioned that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ivtHAuKvT9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ivtHAuKvT9Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-744537004364914009?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/744537004364914009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/gloriana.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/744537004364914009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/744537004364914009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/gloriana.html' title='Gloriana'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2256228295099795872</id><published>2009-02-25T22:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:21:59.254-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>I don't really know what to say</title><content type='html'>here. I feel like I should make a post but of what I really don't know. Anyway, random picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SaYI737JtxI/AAAAAAAAANk/tjzuZDw_0Yc/s1600-h/suncity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306939035620062994" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SaYI737JtxI/AAAAAAAAANk/tjzuZDw_0Yc/s320/suncity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunset looking out over the Hudson...I took it in the fall maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I love my twitter updates...you guys should get them! All  of them are on the right. I've recorded more videos but the balance is off and they won't go to youtube, so once I redo them, they'll be up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm I love my American Civil War history class...like today I sat there learning about how South Carolina basically caused the whole war and that Abraham contradicted himself like 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, here's what is really making me mad recently. This whole letthetaxpayerspayforotherpeoplesmortagesbecausetheycan'taffordtheirhousesbecausethebankslike nadohmygoshwe'reallgoingtodieinworldwarthreeandmexicoisgoingtocollapseandwe'reallgoingtodietheretoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't agree with that whole bill Obama's trying to pass, but since I really can't change it, oh well. That is just kinda stupid I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for the first time in like 3 years, I went bathing suit shopping and freaking loved how my body looked. Yay for spring break in like a month. Did I tell you guys I'm going home? Home being the place I was born....not where my family lives...ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..hmmm...that's enough ramblingness. I'm going to go eat Klondike's and sleep...not at the same time obvouisly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2256228295099795872?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2256228295099795872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-really-know-what-to-say.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2256228295099795872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2256228295099795872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-dont-really-know-what-to-say.html' title='I don&apos;t really know what to say'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SaYI737JtxI/AAAAAAAAANk/tjzuZDw_0Yc/s72-c/suncity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5317297845137390100</id><published>2009-02-22T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T15:20:02.261-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oscar Predictions</title><content type='html'>I've actually seen all but three nominated movies, minus the foriegn-language ones. Comments are italisized and my guesses are bolded. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST PICTURE&lt;br /&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;Frost/Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Milk&lt;br /&gt;The Reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ACTOR&lt;br /&gt;Richard Jenkins - The Visitor&lt;br /&gt;Frank Langella - Frost/Nixon&lt;br /&gt;Sean Penn - Milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brad Pitt - The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey Rourke - The Wrestler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ACTRESS&lt;br /&gt;Anne Hathaway - Rachel Getting Married&lt;br /&gt;Angelina Jolie - Changeling&lt;br /&gt;Melissa Leo - Frozen River&lt;br /&gt;Meryl Streep - Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Kate Winslet - The Reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this one I don't know...but if I have to guess it'll be Meryl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORTING ACTOR&lt;br /&gt;Josh Brolin - Milk&lt;br /&gt;Robert Downey Jr. - Tropic Thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Philip Seymour Hoffman - Doubt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heath Ledger - The Dark Knight – &lt;em&gt;want it to happen but it won’t.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael Shannon - Revolutionary Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPPORTING ACTRESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy Adams - Doubt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penelope Cruz - Vicky Cristina Barcelona&lt;br /&gt;Viola Davis - Doubt&lt;br /&gt;Taraji P. Henson - The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Tomei - The Wrestler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIRECTOR&lt;br /&gt;David Fincher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ron Howard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gus Van Sant&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Daldry&lt;br /&gt;Danny Boyle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Courtney Hunt - Frozen River&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Leigh - Happy-Go-Lucky&lt;br /&gt;Martin - In Bruges&lt;br /&gt;Dustin Lance Black - Milk&lt;br /&gt;Andrew Stanton - WALL-E&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADAPTED SCREENPLAY&lt;br /&gt;Eric Roth and Robin Swicord - Benjamin Button -&lt;em&gt;this has a chance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Patrick Shanley - DoubtPeter Morgan - Frost/Nixon&lt;br /&gt;David Hare - The Reader&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simon Beaufoy - Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOREIGN LANGUAGE&lt;br /&gt;Der Baader Meinhof Komplex&lt;br /&gt;The Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Departures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revanche&lt;br /&gt;Waltz with Bashir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANIMATED&lt;br /&gt;Bolt&lt;br /&gt;Kung Fun Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WALL-E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5317297845137390100?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5317297845137390100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscar-predictions.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5317297845137390100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5317297845137390100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/oscar-predictions.html' title='Oscar Predictions'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2255973977927583060</id><published>2009-02-21T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:49:21.237-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Twitter :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So, I got one about a week ago. My mom made one too. Its like, going to be how we're keeping intouch a bit. So...if you have a twitter or are making one (DO IT) then follow me and I'll follow you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh...my username is santorini009, just like AIM and my twitter updates are on the right side bar thing-y. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess the best way to describe is, umm...basically your facebook status. But...since I don't have a facebook, and don't need one, I have a twitter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I think that you guys should make one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2255973977927583060?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2255973977927583060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/twitter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2255973977927583060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2255973977927583060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/twitter.html' title='Twitter :)'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7082645523265495241</id><published>2009-02-19T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:01:00.053-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>For your enjoyment!!! FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mszgwnytj94&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x402061&amp;amp;color2=0x9461ca"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mszgwnytj94&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x402061&amp;color2=0x9461ca" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cut the song....Its the verse 1/2 of the 1st verse, and the chorus. She does this cool slappy thing with the strings at "head first, fearless" but I dunno how to do it...I tried and failed. Gosh...I love the song so much. I'm posting her version too. Its also done without a capo - which makes it lower than Taylor's version. I'm very proud of myself to have come this far in just a few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh.....enjoy. Its not great.....I just did it like 5 minutes ago. I do have a cold so my voice isn't great...and the fact that I haven't had to "sing" sing. So yeah....blehhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXhwllDnTeA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gXhwllDnTeA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^that's the version that made me fall inlove with the song in summer 07...like I cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW....its taken me atleast 5 hours and trying to upload my cover 6 different ways...but its finally up. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also kinda feel like I'm writing this blog for no one. Nobody comments me anymore. (hinthint)So let me hear you opinions please&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7082645523265495241?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7082645523265495241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-your-enjoyment-finally.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7082645523265495241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7082645523265495241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/for-your-enjoyment-finally.html' title='For your enjoyment!!! FINALLY'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2008824041024899347</id><published>2009-02-18T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:42:41.303-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I hope your ear's don't bleed...(me playing guitar)</title><content type='html'>I have a cold so my singing isn't great. Also I haven't sang with a purpose for over a year now. And I've only been playing for about three weeks now...so i'm not great. But here it is. Comments would be lovely...I'd love opinions. I know it needs work....but I just learned it yesterday. Its only the first verse, and chorus. Its more guitar than singing....but you can hear it all going horribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was actually a better attempt recorded, but I had it on voice changing and it made it all deep and the guitar sound like a really loud cackle-y bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...welll the video has been uploading for about three hours now. So I give up. Sorry Morena and Mom! I"ll put it on youtube tommarow. I promise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2008824041024899347?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2008824041024899347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope-your-ears-dont-bleedme-playing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2008824041024899347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2008824041024899347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-hope-your-ears-dont-bleedme-playing.html' title='I hope your ear&apos;s don&apos;t bleed...(me playing guitar)'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5255188387628170158</id><published>2009-02-17T19:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T19:42:25.690-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelli'/><title type='text'>The 2 AM epiphany......and Fearless.</title><content type='html'>I realized that nothing can change the past and that I'm going to hurt and hurt often. But I will continue to live and be a person. Nothing can change the fact that one of my best friends died. I've accepted it in my head but my heart hasn't and maybe never will. Maybe I'll never have all of me accept it. I don't think its possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've completed the whole 5 steps of greiving. And I'm going to live because she can't because I know she knows that the eight months I spent......well, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the whole learning guitar is going amazingly. I can play "Fearless" by Taylor Swift....like great song. Amazing. If you haven't heard it...go listen. And find an acoutic version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think what I love most about the song is the fact that love is fearless. Its being with someone who makes you feel fearless. Its dancing in the rain and first kisses that are fearless. Driving down the road and feeling fearless just because of the guy who's driving you. Besides, what's life if you are fearless?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5255188387628170158?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5255188387628170158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-am-epiphanyand-fearless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5255188387628170158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5255188387628170158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-am-epiphanyand-fearless.html' title='The 2 AM epiphany......and Fearless.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7873293277763726519</id><published>2009-02-16T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T21:44:14.939-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='epiphanies'/><title type='text'>My two most recent epiphanies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SZokUM2C6wI/AAAAAAAAANU/Uw2Xr9-bFOE/s1600-h/pisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303591440646073090" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SZokUM2C6wI/AAAAAAAAANU/Uw2Xr9-bFOE/s320/pisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaning Tower of Pisa.&lt;br /&gt;Taken by Me, summer 05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Don't be an idiot. Don't get drunk at parties where you can be arrested. Don't go to parties like that period. Don't call your older sister and complain that your parent's have taken away everything...and don't try to make people feel sorry for yourself. Don't think its cool to get drunk. Don't think its cool to get high. Don't do those things. period. It's stupid and you will get introuble. I am so glad I was never that person. I'm glad that I have and had good friends who are perfectly content with staying in and eating pizza and Chinese take out, watching movies and playing games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-I think that I wasn't ever actually done with the whole therapy thing. I was looking at signs of depression and rapid mood swings are a sign, and also the whole holding everything in and then building up like a volcano suddenly flipping out at the littlest thing. Honestly, I miss the whole talking to a stranger about myself thing. Its nice. I think I'll call Kim tommarow morning and figure out if I really need this or if its just in my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7873293277763726519?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7873293277763726519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-two-most-recent-epiphanies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7873293277763726519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7873293277763726519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-two-most-recent-epiphanies.html' title='My two most recent epiphanies.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SZokUM2C6wI/AAAAAAAAANU/Uw2Xr9-bFOE/s72-c/pisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5077779909809969105</id><published>2009-02-15T00:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T00:23:29.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>I think I mentioned awhile back that I was writing. Well...right now I have a 50 page Word document printing right now. I don't really know what to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a memior. I think that after I reread it and edit it, I'll send it to a few publishers and see if anything happens. If it doesn't then ohwell. I should post bits for you to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh...I downloaded the Shakespearre app for my itouch and that's all I do now. I just read my favorite plays. I love that class too, its amazing. And I got a C on my last paper, not good....but eh....what can I do about that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5077779909809969105?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5077779909809969105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/writing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5077779909809969105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5077779909809969105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8170510210404659876</id><published>2009-02-14T21:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T21:51:35.348-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentines Day....</title><content type='html'>But what's really happy about it. I mean, its a day for hallmark to earn some money. Its really honestly pointless on the Holidays scale, right above Ground Hogs Day (definatly the most pointless holiday) and right below Boxing Day (just because two holidays in a row is a great thing...haha). So you've guessed by now that I really don't like this day....Its just another day of the year and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you love someone, you shouldn't devote a day to it, you should celebrate your love all year round&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I've just gotten back from the town where my family is moving too. I saw their new house (I love it...but they're hiring people to add on and put a room in the attic and two others in the basement). They'll be moving out here sometime during the summer. I won't actually say the towns name (and I was going to put pictures) but honestly, I think that's a little creepy, so I'm not going to. However, I'll leave you with a picture taken a few winters ago when I used to ski race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SZeC99CMcMI/AAAAAAAAANM/Svu9jNZ0Ujc/s1600-h/skiing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302851087119446210" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SZeC99CMcMI/AAAAAAAAANM/Svu9jNZ0Ujc/s320/skiing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8170510210404659876?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8170510210404659876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8170510210404659876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8170510210404659876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Valentines Day....'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SZeC99CMcMI/AAAAAAAAANM/Svu9jNZ0Ujc/s72-c/skiing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5264622612256124650</id><published>2009-02-10T19:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:10:46.255-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Two Things</title><content type='html'>1- I'm cutting back on my blogging. Like one or two posts a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- I made a life changing decision, or am making it, or trying to decide if I want to make it. But its big...actually huge. And I'll let you know if/when I've made this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I made this decision and if you really want to know IM. After a lot of thought I've decided what I need to decide. And its done. And not that amazing. Morena, thanks for the chat. I less than three you. ( I &lt;3 you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm starting to think that therapy may be a good idea again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5264622612256124650?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5264622612256124650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/three-things.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5264622612256124650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5264622612256124650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/three-things.html' title='Two Things'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-9119538464178127375</id><published>2009-02-09T15:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:15:52.222-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><title type='text'>I'm legal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.webweaver.nu/clipart/img/holidays/birthday/birthday-cake.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" alt="" src="http://www.webweaver.nu/clipart/img/holidays/birthday/birthday-cake.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and registered to vote. Nothing much else. Woke up with a hurting knee (from not wearing my brace skiing) so I took some Aleeve and left for school. And tonight I'm going to dinner with Ethan. And that's it....nothing else going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you all soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-9119538464178127375?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/9119538464178127375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-legal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/9119538464178127375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/9119538464178127375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-legal.html' title='I&apos;m legal!'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7258824782885625448</id><published>2009-02-07T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:35:31.558-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>White Horse - WATCH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:339356" width="416" height="343" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="configParams=&amp;amp;artist=2389485&amp;amp;vid=339356&amp;amp;id=1604450&amp;amp;%26startUri=mgid:uma:video:cmt.com:339356" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="FONT-SIZE: 12px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 416px; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana,sans-serif; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ec660c" href="http://www.cmt.com/artists/az/swift__taylor/artist.jhtml" target="_blank"&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a style="COLOR: #ec660c" href="http://www.cmt.com/music/" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a style="COLOR: #ec660c" href="http://www.cmt.com/video/music-videos/" target="_blank"&gt;More CMT Music Videos&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you CMT for giving us this. Let's do the play by play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-love the rain&lt;br /&gt;2-love the mouth close ups and how there's actually a story line&lt;br /&gt;3-no heart tatoo on her foot like there usually is. i know she draws it on, but i'd like to see it.&lt;br /&gt;4-love the light vs dark contrast, which equals happy and love vs sad and heartbreak, and taylor and stephen colletti (SO FREAKING HOT)&lt;br /&gt;5-the friend should have been Abigail.&lt;br /&gt;6-I kinda feel like she's wearing a guys sweater&lt;br /&gt;7-2:33 - He's in trouble!&lt;br /&gt;8-3:30 to the end. Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;9-Her crying could have been more dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;10-Watching it made me cry. It felt like the worst heartbreak over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I freaking love it. Its her best yet. She did so good on this. WATCH IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my sister never showed. Which pisses me off. Typical. But I said I wouldn't get my hopes up over it, and I did just a bit. And once again I am diaspointed to the extreme. When you make a promise to someone, keep it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7258824782885625448?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7258824782885625448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/white-horse-watch-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7258824782885625448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7258824782885625448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/white-horse-watch-it.html' title='White Horse - WATCH IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6821888701810208336</id><published>2009-02-07T13:16:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T13:34:44.578-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Two Days...*My Grammy Predictions*</title><content type='html'>My choice is bolded, comments italicized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST NEW ARTIST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adele&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duffy&lt;br /&gt;The Jonas Brothers &lt;em&gt;why the fuck are they nominated????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Antebellum&lt;br /&gt;Jazmine Sullivan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALBUM OF THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;Alison Krauss &amp;amp; Robert Plant, Raising Sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coldplay, Viva La Vida&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-Yo, Year Of The Gentleman&lt;br /&gt;Lil Wayne, Tha Carter III&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead, In Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ALTERNATIVE ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;Beck, Modern Guilt&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab For Cutie, Narrow Stair&lt;br /&gt;Gnarls Barkley, The Odd Couple&lt;br /&gt;My Morning Jacket, Evil Urges&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Radiohead, In Rainbows&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BEST COUNTRY COLLABORATION WITH VOCALS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Kenny Chesney &amp;amp; George Strait, "Shiftwork"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Robert Plant &amp;amp; Alison Krauss, "Killing The Blues"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Strait &amp;amp; Patty Loveless, "House Of Cash"&lt;br /&gt;Sugarland, Jake Owen, &amp;amp; Little Big Town, "Life In A Northern Town" &lt;em&gt;they should win.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trisha Yearwood &amp;amp; Keith Urban, "Let The Wind Chase You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST COUNTRY PERFORMANCE BY A DUO OR GROUP&lt;br /&gt;Brooks &amp;amp; Dunn, "God Must Be Busy"&lt;br /&gt;Lady Antebellum, "Love Don't Love Here"&lt;br /&gt;Rascal Flatts, "Every Day"&lt;br /&gt;The Steel Drivers, "Blue Side Of The Mountain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sugarland, "Stay"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all are amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST DANCE RECORDING&lt;br /&gt;Daft Punk, "Harder Better Faster Stronger"&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chip, "Ready For The Floor"&lt;br /&gt;Lady Gaga &amp;amp; Colby O'Donis, "Just Dance"&lt;br /&gt;Madonna, "Give It 2 Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rihanna, "Disturbia"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam Sparro, "Black &amp;amp; Gold"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ELECTRONIC/DANCE ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;Brazilian Girls, New York City&lt;br /&gt;Daft Punk, Alive 2007&lt;br /&gt;Cyndi Lauper, Bring Ya To The Brink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kylie Minogue, X&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moby, Last NightRobyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST HARD ROCK PERFORMANCE&lt;br /&gt;Disturbed, "Inside The Fire"&lt;br /&gt;Judas Priest, "Visions"&lt;br /&gt;The Mars Volta, "Wax Simulacra"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Motley Crue, "Saints Of Los Angeles"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob Zombie, "Lords Of Salem"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST METAL PERFORMANCE&lt;br /&gt;Dragonforce, "Heroes Of Our Time"&lt;br /&gt;Judas Priest, "Nostradamus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Metallica, "My Apocalypse"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry, "Under My Thumb"&lt;br /&gt;Slipknot, "Psychosocial"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST POP COLLABORATION WITH VOCALS&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys and John Mayer, "Lessons Learned"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Madonna, Justin Timberlake, and Timbaland, "4 Minutes"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert Plant and Alison Krauss, "Rich Woman"&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna and Maroon 5, "If I Never See Your Face Again"&lt;br /&gt;Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown, "No Air"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST POP PERFORMANCE, FEMALE&lt;br /&gt;Adele, "Chasing Pavements"&lt;br /&gt;Sara Bareilles, "Love Song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Duffy, "Mercy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona Lewis, "Bleeding Love"&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry, "I Kissed A Girl"&lt;br /&gt;Pink, "So What"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually this one I'm not sure about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST POP PERFORMANCE, MALE&lt;br /&gt;Kid Rock, "All Summer Long"&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer, "Say"&lt;em&gt;i hate this song. and the kid rock song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul McCartney, "That Was Me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason Mraz, "I'm Yours"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-Yo, "Closer"&lt;br /&gt;James Taylor, "Wichita Lineman"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST POP PERFORMANCE BY A DUO OR GROUP WITH VOCALS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coldplay, "Viva La Vida"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagles, "Waiting In The Weeds"&lt;br /&gt;Gnarls Barkle, "Going On"&lt;br /&gt;Maroon 5, "Won't Go Home Without You"&lt;em&gt; LOVE This song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OneRepublic, "Apologize"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST RAP ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;Jay-Z, American Gangster&lt;br /&gt;Lil Wayne, Tha Carter III&lt;br /&gt;Lupe Fiasco, The CoolNas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T.I., Paper Trail&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST RAP PERFORMANCE BY A DUO OR GROUP&lt;em&gt; I don't really listen to rap, so I'm skipping these&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Boi feat. Raekwon &amp;amp; Andre 3000, "Royal Flush"&lt;br /&gt;T.I. feat. Kanye West &amp;amp; Lil Wayne, "Swagger Like Us"&lt;br /&gt;Lil Wayne feat. Jay-Z, "Mr Carter"&lt;br /&gt;Ludacris feat. T.I., "Wish You Would"&lt;br /&gt;Young Jeezy feat. Kanye West, "Put On"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST RAP/SUNG COLLABORATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estelle feat. Kanye West, "American Boy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flo Rida feat. T-Pain, "Low"&lt;br /&gt;John Legend feat. Andre 3000, "Green Light"&lt;br /&gt;Lil Wayne feat. T-Pain, "Got Money"&lt;br /&gt;Lupe Fiasco feat. Matthew Santos, "Superstar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST R &amp;amp; B PERFORMANCE BY A DUO OR GROUP WITH VOCALS&lt;br /&gt;Boyz II Men, "Ribbon In The Sky"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anthony David feat. India.Arie, "Words"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al Green feat. John Legend, "Stay With Me (By The Sea)"&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Hudson feat. Fantasia, "I'm His Only Woman"&lt;br /&gt;Raphael Saadiq feat. Stevie Wonder &amp;amp; CJ Hilton, "Never Give You Up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ROCK ALBUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coldplay, Viva La Vida Or Death And All His Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid Rock, Rock N Roll Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Kings Of Leon, Only By The Night&lt;br /&gt;Metallica, Death Magnetic&lt;br /&gt;Raconteurs, Consolers Of The Lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST ROCK SONG&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Springsteen, "Girls In Their Summer Clothes"&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead, "House Of Cards"&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab For Cutie, "I Will Possess Your Heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kings Of Leon, "Sex On Fire"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay, "Violet Hill"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SOUNDTRACK&lt;br /&gt;American Gangster&lt;br /&gt;August Rush&lt;br /&gt;Juno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweeney Todd—The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love them all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SONG FOR A MOTION PICTURE, TV SHOW, OR OTHER VISUAL MEDIA&lt;br /&gt;"Down To Earth" (Wall-E)&lt;br /&gt;"Ever Ever After" (Enchanted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Say" (The Bucket List)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's How You Know" (Enchanted)&lt;br /&gt;"Walk Hard" (Walk Hard—The Dewey Cox Story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRODUCER OF THE YEAR, NON-CLASSICAL&lt;br /&gt;Danger Mouse&lt;br /&gt;Nigel Godrich&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Karkazis&lt;br /&gt;Rick Rubin&lt;br /&gt;will.i.am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST SHORT-FORM MUSIC VIDEO&lt;br /&gt;Erykah Badu, "Honey"&lt;br /&gt;Gnarls Barkley, "Who's Gonna Save My Soul"&lt;br /&gt;Alicia Keys &amp;amp; Jack White, "Another Way To Die"&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead, "House Of Cards"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weezer, "Pork &amp;amp; Beans"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONG OF THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;"American Boy," William Adams, Keith Harris, Josh Lopez, Caleb Speir, John Stephens, Estelle Swaray &amp;amp; Kanye West, songwriters (Estelle Featuring Kanye West, artist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Chasing Pavements," Adele Adkins &amp;amp; Eg White, songwriters (Adele, artist)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Yours," Jason Mraz, songwriter (Jason Mraz, artist)&lt;br /&gt;"Love Song," Sara Bareilles, songwriter (Sara Bareilles, artist)&lt;br /&gt;"Viva La Vida," Guy Berryman, Jonny Buckland, Will Champion &amp;amp; Chris Martin, songwriters (Coldplay, artist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECORD OF THE YEAR&lt;br /&gt;Adele, "Chasing Pavements"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coldplay, "Viva La Vida"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leona Lewis, "Bleeding Love"&lt;br /&gt;M.I.A., "Paper Planes"&lt;br /&gt;Robert Plant and Alison Kraus, "Please Read The Letter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So that's it. You know what really makes me mad is the fact that the best selling solo artist of 2008 got snubbed by all and go no nominations. From album (8 weeks on Billboard Top 200 and 12 Weeks on the Country Charts) and most digital dowloads ("Our Song" just passed like the 3 million mark, and "Love Story" is double platinum.) and outsold EVERY one else didn't get any Grammy Nods. Oh well, 2009 is the year that Taylor Swift dominates. Her tour is already on sale for some locations and the first venue sold out in less than 48 hours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she is performing at the Grammy's....Fifteen. One of the best songs on the album. However, she's doing it with Miley Cyrus. Horribleness. Taylor, I though better of you. Sinking that low to someone who soundds like a man and cannot dance. If Miley murders the song, I'll cry. Honestly.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6821888701810208336?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6821888701810208336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-daysmy-grammy-predictions.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6821888701810208336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6821888701810208336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-daysmy-grammy-predictions.html' title='Two Days...*My Grammy Predictions*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4216400142413017873</id><published>2009-02-06T17:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:09:22.875-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>3 to 18 - BIRTHDAY WEEKEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYy0KsIEzMI/AAAAAAAAANE/qSWpIPFLjHw/s1600-h/berries.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299808957244951746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYy0KsIEzMI/AAAAAAAAANE/qSWpIPFLjHw/s320/berries.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found it on Flickr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe its finally here. YAY! Yet, I have no plans...well, kinda. Tonight, I'm doing all my schoolwork. Then tommarow, my sister called, she's in Toronto and is flying down and staying with friends here in NY for awhile and then she's off to anywhere, and she's coming down. As much as I'm mad at her, I'm glad I get to see her. So we're going to hangout and then go to dinner that night with friends, hers and mine. I'll probably have to end up paying. And then Sunday, its upstate to go skiing (YAY!!!) and then home. First thing in the AM, I'm buying a lotto ticket and registeting to vote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so COLD here. ugh. I'm under my snuggie, and a down comforter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4216400142413017873?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4216400142413017873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-to-18-birthday-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4216400142413017873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4216400142413017873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/3-to-18-birthday-weekend.html' title='3 to 18 - BIRTHDAY WEEKEND'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYy0KsIEzMI/AAAAAAAAANE/qSWpIPFLjHw/s72-c/berries.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8989010982291224169</id><published>2009-02-04T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T20:23:19.566-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>5 to 18. *She dances inspite...</title><content type='html'>Of the fact that she's different, but yet she's the same.* - Taylor Swift, Lucky You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYo_BhWf3jI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wQIV0Znmni4/s1600-h/101_1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299117206919962162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYo_BhWf3jI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wQIV0Znmni4/s320/101_1845.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing guitar...I lost my pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYo9UVy4bbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_VWei9Vf_a4/s1600-h/101_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299115331212045746" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYo9UVy4bbI/AAAAAAAAAM0/_VWei9Vf_a4/s320/101_1744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice through a window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYo84IR07VI/AAAAAAAAAMs/unDHAOW9VmE/s1600-h/101_1629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299114846547406162" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYo84IR07VI/AAAAAAAAAMs/unDHAOW9VmE/s320/101_1629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bruised hand...some day around Jan 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm there was more I was going to put up, but I can't seem to find them....anyhoo. Nothing else to report today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8989010982291224169?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8989010982291224169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/5-to-18-she-dances-inspite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8989010982291224169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8989010982291224169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/5-to-18-she-dances-inspite.html' title='5 to 18. *She dances inspite...'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYo_BhWf3jI/AAAAAAAAAM8/wQIV0Znmni4/s72-c/101_1845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2674672228313583847</id><published>2009-02-03T20:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T20:21:45.278-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>6 to 18 - Yuck</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYjstbi9Y-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/lAaMez5F4bg/s1600-h/101_1820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298745226834043874" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYjstbi9Y-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/lAaMez5F4bg/s320/101_1820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PhotoCredit-Me&lt;br /&gt;Of- taken from my chest looking up with my bathroom mirrors all turned together. I really loved how the lights look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm so the snowy-slushy-mess is digusting. I came home, showered, and then now I'm under my Snuggie. They aren't as goofy/stupid/pointless as they look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved my outfit today. I got so many compliments one it. Oh, I should tell you what it is, dark wash skinny jeans, lace trim cami, knee high brown leather boots, white button down with various bracelets and lots of necklaces. I kinda looked like I was set for the stables. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my hair done. I'm excited. But kinda scared about what'll happen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYjsUE7ML_I/AAAAAAAAAMc/Y7A8PG_TuNc/s1600-h/101_1771.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2674672228313583847?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2674672228313583847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-to-18-yuck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2674672228313583847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2674672228313583847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/6-to-18-yuck.html' title='6 to 18 - Yuck'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYjstbi9Y-I/AAAAAAAAAMk/lAaMez5F4bg/s72-c/101_1820.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5096242942719777440</id><published>2009-02-02T18:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T19:08:04.033-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>7 to 18 *Did I mention the iTouch?*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYeI9beVJsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/R9pmr5xYbvY/s1600-h/101_1665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298354075553048258" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYeI9beVJsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/R9pmr5xYbvY/s320/101_1665.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit - me&lt;br /&gt;Of - me&lt;br /&gt;Taken - last week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also changed the blog name. Its more fitting now, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for tonight's ramble, I'll rant on how much I love my itouch. I did have the iPhone. And I really did love it, but it was complex and I butt dialed alot. So when the thingy expired earlier this year, I bought a new little phone. Nothing complex, just calling and texting. And then I had to resort to my little orange shuffle that I run with...which honestly,  I hate. So I begged my parents to get me the touch for my birthday, and they did. I paid for part of it because I wanted the 32 GB. And I love it. It is a lot like the iphone, but I love it. It makes me happy. Its so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....that's it. One week to my 18th and I have no plans. I really want to go gamble, but since its on a Monday, that makes the whole I-can't-go-away-with-school thing. And I can't go the weekend before, and the weekend after is Valentines Day, aka I wear pink, eat chocolate and sing love ballads all day while my valentine sulks because "its a pointless holiday and too commercial and blahblahblah." He refuses to take me to dinner, or even recognize the fact that its the day of luuuuuurve. Loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm attempting to make plans. Hopefully that'll work out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5096242942719777440?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5096242942719777440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/7-to-18-did-i-mention-itouch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5096242942719777440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5096242942719777440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/7-to-18-did-i-mention-itouch.html' title='7 to 18 *Did I mention the iTouch?*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYeI9beVJsI/AAAAAAAAAMU/R9pmr5xYbvY/s72-c/101_1665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8144816896909561023</id><published>2009-02-01T20:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:06:46.012-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>8 to 18. *Beyond these walls that hold us here...*</title><content type='html'>skies that stetch across a midnight clear.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, a revolution is near.&lt;br /&gt;In my dream I hear the echoes of the recent battle&lt;br /&gt;Lostand wounded as the faded cries begin to settle for the night&lt;br /&gt;But the words you use to hurt me now&lt;br /&gt;Only seem to make me strong some how&lt;br /&gt;Oh a revolution is now&lt;br /&gt;And the days will get warmer, and I'll take down my armor&lt;br /&gt;Together we can fight this feeling&lt;br /&gt;And the demons that stalk us will eventually turn to dust&lt;br /&gt;Together we can start this healing&lt;br /&gt;-FeFe Dobson "Revlution"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go listen to this song. Its amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom found a house. She took pictures and I have them, but I really don't want to but them up here....for obvious reasons. Its an 8 bedroom house with a basement where they're going to add two more room, plus a playroom. Its just about an hour from the city, north. It has a big backyard, which is amazing. No pool though. I like it. She just waiting for my dad's approval and then they're going to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm alone, basking in silence. Ethan's at a superbowl party and I'm alone. I love being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost lost a kid today. That was insanely scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Miss Raven, if you are reading, I don't know if you are or not. I love you and your amazing and your gonna get through this. You deserve everything that's good in life. I'm really glad that I "met" you. Thanks for everything you've done for me and you know I'm here if you need to rant. I owe you a few. *sends good vibes in your direction.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8144816896909561023?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8144816896909561023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-to-18-beyond-these-walls-that-hold-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8144816896909561023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8144816896909561023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/02/8-to-18-beyond-these-walls-that-hold-us.html' title='8 to 18. *Beyond these walls that hold us here...*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-502356495077859587</id><published>2009-01-31T20:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T20:37:43.710-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>9 to 18. *I miss counted*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYT8zl5G8AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/vZ4-pHTgG00/s1600-h/catdraw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297637024969715714" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYT8zl5G8AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/vZ4-pHTgG00/s320/catdraw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit - me.&lt;br /&gt;Of - my cat in my dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its acutally nine to 18 because its a week from Monday...I'm math dyslexic (self diagnosed) so its okay. Ummm we went to the American Girl Place, FAO Shwartz, The Apply Store, Madam Tussode's (I spelt that wrong) and China Town today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE the American Girl Place. I really do. Its fabulous. I bought Cass her b'day present. (A little doll guitar and a super cute outfit.) And I picked up my birthday present from my parents, a ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love how I'm sitting by a pool, in a bathing suit, in January. Yes, it's indoors, but I love it. I'm on my laptop and they're swimming. I don't really feel like swimming much. I'll probably put this away and go in, in a bit, but for now, I'm relaxing. My legs are sore from all this walking. They're tired too. One of the girls, Megan, actually asked if we could come back and take a nap. I laughed. And Alexia never saw snow until today...which depressed me. And she hates the cold. I had to buy her a coat because she brought this thin little windbreaker with her. And them all gloves and hats, because they don't sell them in California apparently. I actually yelled at them about not bringing gloves...I mean, who doesn't come to the northeast without them in the winter???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, enough now. I'm going in the pool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-502356495077859587?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/502356495077859587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/9-to-18-i-miss-counted.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/502356495077859587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/502356495077859587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/9-to-18-i-miss-counted.html' title='9 to 18. *I miss counted*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYT8zl5G8AI/AAAAAAAAAMI/vZ4-pHTgG00/s72-c/catdraw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6646960151874954304</id><published>2009-01-30T22:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T22:42:43.991-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Shrek, the Musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.newyorkology.com/archives/images/shrekonbroadway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 357px" alt="" src="http://www.newyorkology.com/archives/images/shrekonbroadway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so that was honestly one of the most interesting things I've ever seen. It was really, honestly great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the whole time I sat there thinking "What the freak is wrong with the world that they would take an awesome ANIMATED movie and turn it into a play? And how the eff did they come up with music for it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, The Lion King musical is fabulous. But that was already a musical in the movie. Its one of my favorite plays and one of the best out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great though. Go see it...but actually, there's better plays out there. Well...Hairspray closed...so there's not much.  But yeah, it was fabulous. The girls loved it. I'll stop ranting over the ogre now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, after I picked the girls up and made sure my mom got her car rented and played with Guytano (Tannie, who has gotten so big since I saw him earlier this month. He's almost a year now, and he'll always be spoiled. And he's already this gorgeous boy. He'll have girls chasing after him as soon as he can walk...oh wait, he already does).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough about the baby. We dropped their stuff at the hotel. Me and three ten year olds. They changed, and they insisted on getting lunch. So we did, and then we went to the M&amp;amp;M Store (its such a tourist trap, but its chocolate and its amazing.) And we paid for $10 bags of pink, lilac, navy and yellow candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wandered for awhile, and then changed again. I gave them manicures and did their hair and make up. It was fun...until they did mine. After that, we walked north a few blocks and saw Shrek. We're waiting on a 30 dollar room service people right now, and they're watching HSM. They wanted to do more stuff after the play, but I refused. I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...that's it for tonight. Sweet Dreams everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6646960151874954304?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6646960151874954304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/shrek-musical.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6646960151874954304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6646960151874954304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/shrek-musical.html' title='Shrek, the Musical'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5954435828317594933</id><published>2009-01-30T11:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T12:50:40.888-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><title type='text'>9 to 18. *5 guitars, an illuminated castle, and costume changes*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYM6oG0vvVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-ygNDnBtQh8/s1600-h/livey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297142047418858834" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYM6oG0vvVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-ygNDnBtQh8/s320/livey2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo Credit - Flickr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of- Taylor Swift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I woke up this morning and turned on the computer right away and refreshed the site I had up. This would be the news page of Taylor's site. There it was, the tour dates! So I scrolled down the page and looked. There's one at the Staples Center in LA (May 22nd) and there's on in NYC (Aug 27). I seriously was like so, completely awake and estatic. Definatly going to the NY on.....going to try to get to the LA one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promise you all, this is my last TS related post for awhile....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other words, its lunch time and I'm waiting for people to come meet me for lunch. Then its to the hotel to check in then home to grab my suitcase and then back to the hotel to decorate the room. Finally to the airport at three to get the kids and the fun will begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kill me now. I'm deading this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5954435828317594933?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5954435828317594933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/9-to-18-5-guitars-illuminated-castle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5954435828317594933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5954435828317594933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/9-to-18-5-guitars-illuminated-castle.html' title='9 to 18. *5 guitars, an illuminated castle, and costume changes*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYM6oG0vvVI/AAAAAAAAAMA/-ygNDnBtQh8/s72-c/livey2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7146796552746931149</id><published>2009-01-29T16:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T16:37:35.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>10 to 18 *The Dance*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Looking back on the memory of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The dance we shared 'neath the stars alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For a moment all the world was right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;How could I have known that you'd ever say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And now I'm glad I didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The way it all would end the way it all would go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our lives are better left to chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I could have missed the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But I'd have had to miss the dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Holding you I held everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For a moment wasn't I a king &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But if I'd only known how the king would fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hey who's to say you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I might have changed it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And now I'm glad I didn't know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The way it all would end the way it all would go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Our lives are better left to chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I could have missed the pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;But I'd have had to miss the dance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes my life is better left to chance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I could have missed the pain but I'd have had to miss the dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Garth Brooks. Oh, how do I love his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten days to 18. Sigh, so close. I have no plans yet. I really need to figure something out. Plan some sort of party...I'm a procrastinator on this type of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go today and bought tickets for Saturday night for Shrek the Musical. I'm kinda scared...but Disney does great plays. And I also went and ordered a birthday cake for Cass. I'm really kinda scared about this weekend. Being alone with 3 10 year olds will be a blast. I'm planning on keeping us busy. Cass called last night and we made a list of what she wants to do. We've got a Times Square hotel. I'm not sure where the window will be, but I hope we get a view of Broadway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't excersice today. Too tired. I did have to go this morning and get bloodwork done. Something about being anemic when I went to have my physical last week. I get dizzy alot, and its definatly not high blood pressure, so they sent me to get that done. Not sure about that though...I doubt I'm anemic. Oh...and when I was out (slushy mess of everything...ruined my boots. They were only like 30 bucks though and the sole is starting to come off. So that doesn't bother me much.) I bought pink skinny jeans. Love them. They're a tad bit long, so I'll either fold them under when wearing, because I'm growing (yay!) or just hem them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that...I don't know. I have classes tommarow morning, then the plane lands at three. I'm meeting them there. So I can see my mom and Tannie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know how everyone enjoys my rambling, so I'll stop. Happy Thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7146796552746931149?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7146796552746931149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-to-18-dance.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7146796552746931149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7146796552746931149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-to-18-dance.html' title='10 to 18 *The Dance*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1659209295501004497</id><published>2009-01-28T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T18:36:18.040-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>11 to 18. *A Complete Fan Freakout*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYDoQlX-0qI/AAAAAAAAALo/8A5MMa9lcnw/s1600-h/SNL2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296488533395952290" style="WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYDoQlX-0qI/AAAAAAAAALo/8A5MMa9lcnw/s320/SNL2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: SNL&lt;br /&gt;Of: who else, Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to here another rant on how much I love this girl, then X out the box in the corner. If you do, however, read and understand why I am grinning excessivly right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, I get a text from my friend. It basically said "Taylor Swift on Z100 at 4."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm like OMG. I call there and they're like, oh you had to enter to win tickets to be here. I'm like, effin shit no. And they're like, you can watch online. So I'm like YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I make a username, log into the chat, and talk with all these people. She didn't come on at 4. She didn't come on until about...4:45. But it was so completely worth the wait. She said she was only going to 3 songs acoustic. She started out with "Our Song" and then someone told her she had awesome hair. Then that lead into (great) hair tips from Taylor. Note to self, don't brush hair right out of shower...it'll cause less frizz. Then she did "You're Not Sorry"...it was great. Then she asked if there were more questions. And someone asked about the tour. And she said "We'll announce dates in a couple weeks." and then some guy, I'm assuming her producer, hands her a note and she goes "Oh, I guess we're announcing them Friday." Then I screamed, like everyone in the room did. Then someone yelled who's the Stephen in "Hey Stephen" and she goes, "He's in a band that opens for me sometimes. We're just friends." Then someone yelled "PLAY IT!" So she's like, just the first verse. And then she played the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I died right there. Just a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she did Love Story. And you know how she kinda isn't great live. She sounded as good or better than the CD versions. Which made me estatic. And then she signed autographs for everyone there (I hate them all) and then she came to the computer and did a chat. With us. With me. This was the icing on the cake. Someone asked when "Sparks Fly" would be on a CD and then she laughed. And...White Horse video in a few weeks....which was my question. I'm so freakin' original. Everyone was asking that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my story for the day. I'm so happy. Seriously. I don't think anyone but myself knows what her music has done for me. Its changed my life mostly because I didn't really listen to much music before I heard her's. And now music is my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for rambling. Yet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1659209295501004497?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1659209295501004497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/11-to-18-complete-fan-freakout.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1659209295501004497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1659209295501004497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/11-to-18-complete-fan-freakout.html' title='11 to 18. *A Complete Fan Freakout*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SYDoQlX-0qI/AAAAAAAAALo/8A5MMa9lcnw/s72-c/SNL2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-6361512917180894065</id><published>2009-01-27T16:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:18:15.990-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taylor swift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>12 to 18. *Taygue*</title><content type='html'>K. That didn't make sense, but Taylor Swift is on the next cover of TeenVogue. Here's the pic. I like it. Her hair looks different. Blue is a good color for her. And I really, really, really am excited. I want the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" src="http://i44.tinypic.com/34439ub.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....Nothing new. I read the first two acts of The Tempest. And my lower body is dead. IcyHot patches are a good thing...great thing actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-6361512917180894065?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/6361512917180894065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-to-18-taygue.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6361512917180894065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/6361512917180894065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/12-to-18-taygue.html' title='12 to 18. *Taygue*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i44.tinypic.com/34439ub_th.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2182230963856228359</id><published>2009-01-26T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:26:00.890-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><title type='text'>13 to18...I hate doing Shakespearre alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SX44JzC85oI/AAAAAAAAALg/vyN24iCBMcM/s1600-h/squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: Me&lt;br /&gt;Of: world's fattest squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;Where: NYC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I've read him for the first time, I've always been in a group. This semester, I'm doing three plays I've never done before...and on my own. Currently, it's The Tempest. It'll be fun, just because I love him so much .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. That's it. Nothing new today. No classes on Wednesdays and Mondays. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2182230963856228359?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2182230963856228359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/13-to18i-hate-doing-shakespearre-alone.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2182230963856228359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2182230963856228359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/13-to18i-hate-doing-shakespearre-alone.html' title='13 to18...I hate doing Shakespearre alone.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7890880819901415587</id><published>2009-01-25T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:48:29.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>14 to 18. So much to do, so little time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXzq3bGD05I/AAAAAAAAALY/RXCDfD4H5bk/s1600-h/rocktree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295365499767739282" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXzq3bGD05I/AAAAAAAAALY/RXCDfD4H5bk/s320/rocktree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit - Me.&lt;br /&gt;Location - you've got to know.&lt;br /&gt;When - this winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the award for world's biggest procrastinator. I haven't done any homework, but instead spent the day making album art for the songs that don't have any in my itunes. I have sooooooo much to do. I am lazy. I have to get this done. Reading, Spanish verbs, and an essay on Pot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7890880819901415587?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7890880819901415587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-to-18-so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7890880819901415587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7890880819901415587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/14-to-18-so-much-to-do-so-little-time.html' title='14 to 18. So much to do, so little time'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXzq3bGD05I/AAAAAAAAALY/RXCDfD4H5bk/s72-c/rocktree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4293843049712931178</id><published>2009-01-24T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:14:47.425-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><title type='text'>15 to 18...My building.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXuuqaqaLcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tOVOf5Kydr4/s1600-h/edwardsexy1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295017830639087042" style="WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXuuqaqaLcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tOVOf5Kydr4/s320/edwardsexy1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo: Edward Cullen/Rpattz&lt;br /&gt;By: Me with my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it. It has a gym. And, for the...probably 5th time since I've lived here, I've used it. It wa fabulous. I did an ab work out, flowed by a 10 mile run. All before the wonderful hour of 10. Then I showered and met my friends for lunch. We then shopped for a tad...but me being tired, came back home early and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be in pain tommarow...speaking of tommarow, I'm (hopefully) going skiing. But its worth the pain. I've noticed differences already. My abs are more firm, the muscle is coming back. I haven't measured around yet, but I'm sure I've shrunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also start working on upper body too. Get some arm muscle back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4293843049712931178?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4293843049712931178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/15-to-18my-building.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4293843049712931178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4293843049712931178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/15-to-18my-building.html' title='15 to 18...My building.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXuuqaqaLcI/AAAAAAAAALQ/tOVOf5Kydr4/s72-c/edwardsexy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-8998270368186192551</id><published>2009-01-23T22:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T22:21:36.571-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelli'/><title type='text'>The semi-answer to my problem....</title><content type='html'>Okay...so this fall, when I was talking to my counselor and was feeling much better and handled this all so much better, she mentioned the 5 stages of grief. I never really considered them fully until now. So. Let's review.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Denial. &lt;em&gt;this happened before her death. I denied that she was only given a certain amount of time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-Anger. &lt;em&gt;happened about an hour after the non-stop crying stopped. It involved screaming at random people and getting angry over everything about her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3-Bargaining. &lt;em&gt;Also happened before. Bargaining with the Powers that be, aka. God. about why this has happened to her and all other children, esp little children in general.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4-Depression. &lt;em&gt;That definatly happened. You, reader, know that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Acceptance. &lt;em&gt;Part of me has, part of me hasn't. Someday (soon) it will happen. It needs too. Its only a matter of time. I know that the logical part of me haas accpeted it, but the irrational, stubborn side hasn't.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the thought for the night. Opinions are welcome this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-8998270368186192551?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/8998270368186192551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/semi-answer-to-my-problem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8998270368186192551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/8998270368186192551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/semi-answer-to-my-problem.html' title='The semi-answer to my problem....'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-2152380370928178177</id><published>2009-01-23T15:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T16:51:08.809-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelli'/><title type='text'>16 to 18. *Here's to the days when we were reckless teenagers*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://fotos.fotoflexer.com/4b03da6662f120232aa664be3fccc10c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 394px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px" alt="" src="http://fotos.fotoflexer.com/4b03da6662f120232aa664be3fccc10c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo Credit...Kelli's brother, Ed.&lt;br /&gt;Location: upstate NY&lt;br /&gt;Who: from left to right, Me, Kate, Kelli, (in Ed's sweatshirt), and Ethan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Location: Upstate NY....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When: Summer...06 or 07&lt;br /&gt;Edited by Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the fact that I envy people. Lets use the biggest example right now. The fact that I can't move one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take my friend, Kate, for example. Katiekins has accepted Kelli's death. So has Tabitha. They have moved on....strong, but remembering. So why am I still stuck in the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This bothers me so much. I talked to Kate about this and she said that she just knew it was coming and accepted it before it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I'm saying is that I'm weak. And I need to accept this. I thought I did, but the other night, I just lost it completly. I should expect that every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grabs tissues*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the rambling...and please...don't make the comments a pity fest, please. I hate it when people feel sorry for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-2152380370928178177?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/2152380370928178177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/16-to-18-heres-to-days-when-we-were.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2152380370928178177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/2152380370928178177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/16-to-18-heres-to-days-when-we-were.html' title='16 to 18. *Here&apos;s to the days when we were reckless teenagers*'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7322756404961909421</id><published>2009-01-22T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:58:56.385-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelli'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>17 to 18. "I close my eyes and the flashback starts."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXkkK3xNe0I/AAAAAAAAALA/bSiVbNFVYhs/s1600-h/pisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294302606138374978" style="WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXkkK3xNe0I/AAAAAAAAALA/bSiVbNFVYhs/s320/pisa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: Me, taken a few sprin/summers ago.&lt;br /&gt;Location:  If you don't know....I shun you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the afternoon looking at pictures from previous because I started to forget what she looked like. And then I spent the afternoon remeniscing. I forgot how stunningly beautiful she is...or was. And entering the hole I was in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her. Why do such horrible things happen? I do know there is one postive thing out of this, I had to grow up. Both mentally and physically. And I'm stuck in this rut of great days and bad days and I really hate circles. Even though circles are good. They repeat things...good things and yet again, really bad things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm okay. I know I'm okay. Please don't make the comments into a pity post....please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, I will get through this. I will grow up and remember her, but not get...bad everytime I do more than just think "Kelli would have LOVED that." or something similar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is it. I'm done. I'm going to spend the night with Patrick Dempsy and eat Krispy Kremes and Haagen Daaz. Which will just ruin the semi-firmness my stomach has regained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7322756404961909421?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7322756404961909421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/17-to-18-i-close-my-eyes-and-flashback.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7322756404961909421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7322756404961909421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/17-to-18-i-close-my-eyes-and-flashback.html' title='17 to 18. &quot;I close my eyes and the flashback starts.&quot;'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXkkK3xNe0I/AAAAAAAAALA/bSiVbNFVYhs/s72-c/pisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-968141952866199090</id><published>2009-01-21T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:06:17.731-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>18 to 18..."At last, my love has come along...."</title><content type='html'>Beyonce stunned me last night. With her rendition of At Last. Here it is incase you missed it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T-pzlZPRvx8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T-pzlZPRvx8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful. I LOVELOVELOVE Michelle's dress. Its stunning. Her hair could have been done differently/nicer though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm.....yeah...nothing else after hat. I will be online around 9. I have to get things done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-968141952866199090?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/968141952866199090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/18-to-18at-last-my-love-has-come-along.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/968141952866199090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/968141952866199090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/18-to-18at-last-my-love-has-come-along.html' title='18 to 18...&quot;At last, my love has come along....&quot;'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-5519111401377502494</id><published>2009-01-20T19:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:29:33.941-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>19 to 18...Yes We DID!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXZ4lCnQk9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/CkmEVe68MTM/s1600-h/oath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293550989772624850" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXZ4lCnQk9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/CkmEVe68MTM/s320/oath.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo Credit: USA TODAY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Location: If you don't know, you are shunned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay...let me make a few comments about this picture. How cute is Sasha? She's standing on a box! Next.... I love the sea of people. And three....I forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one of my most proud memories. Watching this that is. I was so amazingly, uncontrollably happy. I've been smiling like I did after he won. Hugging random people on the street...Its freaking amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend's mom and I had this conversation today. About how she thought she'd never see this day come. I was waiting for the pictures from the ball....but I still can't find any. Oh well, there's always tommarow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a way, this is the New Year. Its a new time...a new era. And that's a good thing. I'm ready for the troubles of the past few years to go away. Hopefully, this will be a good time. Either he's going to be one of the best Presidents we've ever had, or one of the worst. I believe its the first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy New Year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-5519111401377502494?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/5519111401377502494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/19-to-18yes-we-did.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5519111401377502494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/5519111401377502494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/19-to-18yes-we-did.html' title='19 to 18...Yes We DID!'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXZ4lCnQk9I/AAAAAAAAAK4/CkmEVe68MTM/s72-c/oath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-4244945829103966600</id><published>2009-01-19T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T20:35:21.067-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>T -16 hours</title><content type='html'>nm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the slide show I made of the next President of our country decided to be stupid and not load and freeze my computer and yeah....its gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to go through like 4 hours of agony to make it again. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raven...i love the second quote...the Yes We Can one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-4244945829103966600?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/4244945829103966600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/t-16-hours.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4244945829103966600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/4244945829103966600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/t-16-hours.html' title='T -16 hours'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-204535726363700471</id><published>2009-01-19T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:36:49.870-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>20 to 18...I bought a guitar today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXTyOxX2WuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bwbr5hNeJQQ/s1600-h/aol9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293121797652634338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXTyOxX2WuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bwbr5hNeJQQ/s320/aol9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Photo by Aol of Taylor Swift's Guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have this little, probably crappy, guitar. I got it for a hundred dollars in my favorite music store. I learned three cords, A, D, and E minor, but am not that fast in switching my hands to the next chord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did I do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answer: I am an impulse shopper. I watched people on youtube doing covers of some of my favorite songs, and I think to myself, "Hey...I can do that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also bought a two song books, The Beatles and a Taylor Swift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this should be fun....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-204535726363700471?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/204535726363700471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/20-to-18i-bought-guitar-today.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/204535726363700471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/204535726363700471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/20-to-18i-bought-guitar-today.html' title='20 to 18...I bought a guitar today'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXTyOxX2WuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Bwbr5hNeJQQ/s72-c/aol9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-7350161448257694859</id><published>2009-01-18T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:45:00.831-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>The last thoughts for the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXP1_iwlzXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8rj-z6olP_0/s1600-h/greece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292844459101638002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXP1_iwlzXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8rj-z6olP_0/s320/greece.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo Credit: IDK...I found it on Google.&lt;br /&gt;Location: Santorini, Greece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;To Greece.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the openess, the crampedness, the white washed buildings, the blue domes, the blue sky and stunning water. The rocky cliffs and much much more.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;And I wrote a poem-y song today. I shall post that tommarow. Possibly.&lt;br /&gt;And I love the snow.&lt;br /&gt;I miss her.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to learn to play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to play my cello more.&lt;br /&gt;I have a strange addiction to the wierdest foods.&lt;br /&gt;People I don't really know scare me.&lt;br /&gt;Probably because I want to learn more about them.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep patterns of people fascinate me.&lt;br /&gt;The way people act fascinate me.&lt;br /&gt;I love the 1920s.&lt;br /&gt;I think that pink Louboutins are pretty fab.&lt;br /&gt;I ramble a lot.&lt;br /&gt;I love Shakespearre.&lt;br /&gt;I collect junk. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Photography fascinates me.&lt;br /&gt;The way things work is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a camerawoman.&lt;br /&gt;I can't get rid of things...both tangible and abstract.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were older.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I were younger.&lt;br /&gt;I'm an addict.&lt;br /&gt;I can't break habbits.&lt;br /&gt;Things need to change.&lt;br /&gt;Things need to stay the same.&lt;br /&gt;I can do the star treck think with my toes, but not with my hands&lt;br /&gt;Shoes and bras I think are pretty pointless.&lt;br /&gt;I have random Yoda/Holden Caufield moments.&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to read.&lt;br /&gt;I have been listening to the same 15 songs for the past...oh three months. Plus some random other ones that just seem to appear in playlists that I add to give some variety.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hungry.&lt;br /&gt;I can't let some things go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared that my life is too definate.&lt;br /&gt;The past scares me.&lt;br /&gt;Lying is scary.&lt;br /&gt;Bracelets are pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;I have dresses in my closet I have yet to year.&lt;br /&gt;I love even numbers, 13, and incriments of 5.&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have glorious sex with a stranger on a beach.&lt;br /&gt;I secretly think I'm dead and watching my life.&lt;br /&gt;Life is on a fast forward button.&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my glasses.&lt;br /&gt;I talk alot. mostly about me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afriad that I found love prematurely.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of losing people.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to get off of this chair.&lt;br /&gt;I want a neon pink headband.&lt;br /&gt;My order from AA still hasn't come.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;History fascinates me.&lt;br /&gt;And to think that this post started out as "I want to go to Greece..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-7350161448257694859?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/7350161448257694859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-thoughts-for-day.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7350161448257694859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/7350161448257694859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/last-thoughts-for-day.html' title='The last thoughts for the day.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXP1_iwlzXI/AAAAAAAAAKo/8rj-z6olP_0/s72-c/greece.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1034482461331481027</id><published>2009-01-18T21:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:59:52.956-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kelli'/><title type='text'>Writing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXPr02LE74I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lJeM3fHYeKI/s1600-h/106_0480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292833280218165122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXPr02LE74I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lJeM3fHYeKI/s320/106_0480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by me&lt;br /&gt;Location - Central Park maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm writting a book. About her. About everything. I think I need to. Writing it, I think, will sort of help me let it go. Let her go, in a way. Get me out of this bubble I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her so much. It's been six months now. Almost a year since she was diagnosed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish this pain would go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1034482461331481027?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1034482461331481027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/writing.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1034482461331481027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1034482461331481027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/writing.html' title='Writing.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXPr02LE74I/AAAAAAAAAKg/lJeM3fHYeKI/s72-c/106_0480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-1996431932932475345</id><published>2009-01-18T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T18:50:03.787-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>21 to 18...Jacob Black.</title><content type='html'>I have way to much freetime....which is obvious. But I reread New Moon and I now love Jacob. I didn't think that was possible. Edward...hmm...he's a bit of a pedo-stalker. I love him anway and still and he sparkles. But....Jacob Black. He's the sensible choice. Anyway...now that I have realized this...I also realized how crazed and popular Twilight is. Its a good thing, I guess but its kinda annoying. People are crazy. Anyway....and its not even that great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....so I started my whole work out thing. I did at least, 900 sit ups in the past three days and ran about 8 miles. My abs are dying. I think it may actually be possible to kill a part of your body and not realize it. That makes no sense and I'm rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I tried on 'my' Louboutins (see post below) and fell in love. My feet felt like they were on a cloud. The heel is quite high though, limiting the amount and places I could wear them. I actually planned my outfit around them today when I went with my friend Liz to try them on. I'm insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inaugural concert, WE ARE ONE, was amazing. I'm watching it now. I'm also almost done with my photo video (it won't for some reason, let me add video, grr) I'm making and I'm making shirts. Which are awesome. Will post pictures. And the video of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I'm rambling and you just wasted 35 seconds to a minute, depending on how fast you read, of your life reading thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-1996431932932475345?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/1996431932932475345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/21-to-18jacob-black.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1996431932932475345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/1996431932932475345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/21-to-18jacob-black.html' title='21 to 18...Jacob Black.'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1996619621852381601.post-3257140863718053331</id><published>2009-01-17T18:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T18:39:57.720-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='countdown to 18'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life pics'/><title type='text'>22 to 18..."I told you so."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXJqNL_-CTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Afqh8SIGtsY/s1600-h/mount2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292409286905694514" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXJqNL_-CTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Afqh8SIGtsY/s320/mount2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo by me.&lt;br /&gt;Location: Upstate NY or somewhere in New England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when I'm right. haha. Seriously though...I just love it. If I'm like, "that's not gonna work out," or "you're going to get hurt/sick/lost" and they do it anyway and don't listen to me, but prove me right at the same time...I love it. It just makes me laugh at them...slightly, 90% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I exaggerate? I shall. The dumb idiot boyfriend who was snowboarding up in negative degree weather is sick. I told him this....and men being men, he was like "nah, I won't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....well, guess who is sleeping with a fever right now in the other room. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway....other than the fact that I'm right, yet again, nothing new here. Its freezing and I'm bored. I have passed time by starting a video collage of Obama from the start of the campaign to now. I'll post it on Tuesday...or Wednesday...I might add stuff from inagural night to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've started rereading Hamlet. And drooling over the pink Louboutin booties, that if I had the money, I'd buy. Here's a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXJrzHTvuhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8jdGbMbSB2c/s1600-h/SHOES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292411037993122322" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXJrzHTvuhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/8jdGbMbSB2c/s320/SHOES.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs* does anyone have a spare 890$?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1996619621852381601-3257140863718053331?l=allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/feeds/3257140863718053331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/22-to-18i-told-you-so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3257140863718053331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1996619621852381601/posts/default/3257140863718053331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://allofallysthoughts.blogspot.com/2009/01/22-to-18i-told-you-so.html' title='22 to 18...&quot;I told you so.&quot;'/><author><name>Ally</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09358047982277927597</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SnESRB92n6I/AAAAAAAAAa8/hYHdMhHHQd0/S220/icon3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WC4FR1e1HmE/SXJqNL_-CTI/AAAAAAAAAKI/Afqh8SIGtsY/s72-c/mount2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
