Dat blogging life yo

Lyke hi guyz. The blog is freakin' back and I'm slightly embarrassed. It's almost too mormon for me, but I'm going with it. I haven't blogged in over two years so I may be a little rusty. So much has happened in the past two years I would not be able to recap it all but I figure a brief update on my life wouldn't hurt. So here is what I have been up to.

I FINISHED SWIMMING! WHAT? Yeah, I feel weird still. But it is true. I made it four years swimming at BYU. It was HARD. Like I still have nightmares hard. But well worth it let me tell ya! I wouldn't trade those four years for anything! Now that I am done I have all of this new found time on my hands. I get to sleep in and do whatever I want between the hours of 2pm and 4 pm instead of going to practice. I still sometimes get anxiety about not swimming. Like I probably can't make a 1:10 interval for 100 freestyles?! I'm worthless now! Not really, but I feel that way sometimes. Enough about swimming. It will always be a part of me, but it is over now. It was a good run.

I still haven't figured out my life. Yeah, nothing has changed as far as my future. Way back during freshman year when I would blog consistently I was always freakin' about my future and what I was going to do with my life, and 3 years later I am in the same boat. Some days I get really motivated and have it all figured out and other days I just wanna be a homemaker. That's a career right? I do have goals, though. I am majoring in Exercise Science and I had planned on applying to Med School next Spring but I am having second thoughts. I mean, it' s a huge commitment as far as time and money. Do I really want to commit to that? I don't know! That seems to be the question of my life! I have thought of going to PA school and I am on track to do that now but the process is a little different from Med School so I am behind. UGH. I just wish someone would tell me what to do! No, I don't really wish that. I take it back.

I met my best friend in college! This is old news but hasn't been documented. I call her "bridesmaid material", because that is what she is. I haven't had a friend this special since all my friends from high school. She is one of a kind and I have the best time with her. Lyke I lover her and she's my person and always will be. She and I are freakin' funny, at least we think we are. Never laughed so hard with someone within the first two minutes of meeting. The first night we hung out my cheeks hurt SO BAD. I don't believe that it takes more muscles to frown because I got a face workout from laughing and smiling so much. She was my roommate this past year in college and she made it the best year ever! So many good memories. Now she is getting married and I'm sad because I lost my roommate but I will never lose my person. Oh yeah, we have an obsession with Grey's Anatomy, specifically with Cristina Yang and Meredith Grey, so we call each other "my person." Watch the show.

I am happy! The last time I was blogging I was in a sad place. I'm just gonna lay it flat out and you might feel weird but it's my lyyyyfe and I'm willing to share. I parted ways with my best friend that was a guy and it killed me. I seriously couldn't go one day without feeling sad about our parting ways. I cried a lot, and I am not even emotional. I contemplated running away. I wanted to be anywhere but in Provo where he was. But over the past two years I healed and now I am happier than ever. I have so many things to be grateful for in my life and I never want to overlook those things again.

Golly gee this is a long post. Sorry about that. I am just so happy to be back in the blogging world. Life is good. Happy Sunday folks. Oh, and here are some photos from the past year with a few shameless selfies in the mix. Sorry.
 XOXO,
Allie

Dear Mother,

To me, you are the most wonderful person on this earth. I don't think I would be able to go another day without your phone calls and comforting words. Words can't even describe how much I love you. I'm not sure how you do it; put up with my tearful phone calls, and take care of the family back home. You are a wonderful example. Some days I wish I could move back home. You could make me waffles for breakfast, and make me a smoothie just before I went to bed. Or we could watch an old romance on a Saturday morning, and spend the afternoon baking cookies or cupcakes. Oh, and in case you were wondering, I have still not tasted a chocolate chip cookie that is better than yours. And I don't think I ever will. I miss the back rubs you gave me when I was little just before I went to sleep, and how you let me come sleep in your room when I was scared. You helped me get to where I am today. You drove me to swim practices every day until I was 16. You came to just about every swim meet I swam in. You supported me and never doubted my abilities. Now i'm in college and I just miss you. I just want to be back home, but I know that would be weak of me. I know I need to grow up and face my problems on my own. I can't run away. I tell you life is hard and you assure me that everyone goes through what I am going through. It would just be so much easier if I could curl up in your bed and just cry to you until late hours of the night until I felt better.

I love you, mom, and I hope I tell you that enough. I wish I would have taken advantage of all the advice you gave me, and would have listened to you when you told me to put a coat on. But today I have learned. I have learned that you are my rock. You keep me going. I'll admit that you were always right. My whole life; you were right. But why didn't I learn that sooner? I just want to go home.

Love,
Allie

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Last night as I was just getting into bed I heard three loud shots outside my window. I jumped so high I could have hit the ceiling! I definitely thought they were gun shots, but I was probably just coming up with the worst case scenario, I was terrified nonetheless. I was shaking, and I went and hid under my bed. I didn't know what to do because I was afraid someone was right outside my window so I stayed under my bed for a while. This all makes me laugh really hard now because it was nothing. Some silly kids just blew up whipped cream bottles, but it just happened to me right outside my window. No worries, all is well.

It's been a good weekend. My mom came to visit me on Friday and left today. It was so nice spending time with her. I love her so much, and I am so grateful for how well she raised me and for all the love she has always shown me.

I went to see the Justin Bieber movie. I was not planning on ever seeing it, but I will admit that it is really good!

I still need to find a place to live. If you know if anywhere that is close to campus and a nice place with a nice ward then let me know! I can use all the help I can get!

Hope all is swell with you,

Allie

Drama

Oh my goodness. So much has happened since I last blogged.

I was at conference all last week. Not much happened there. I swam, and I swam pretty well. I was happy enough :) Personal bests, and it was a whole lot of fun, but pretty stressful!

I got home and decided to unpack my bag. I opened my suitcase and I smelled nail polish. Panic mode. A nail polish had broken but luckily all my nail polishes were in a bag that did not leak so all my belongings were safe. But it was a hassle to clean all my nail polishes so they were not covered in turquoise polish.

The week didn't start out too bad but it has gotten progressively worse.

Monday I got all my work and decided that I would survive and that I didn't need to drop out of school. Tuesday I got this awful migraine that kept me awake all night, and stopped me from going to class and studying. So most of my studying was postponed to Wednesday, and Thursday (today).

Today is where the story begins:

I woke up early to get started on some homework that I needed to finish. It was going great and I had finished almost everything, but it was time to go to class. I went to class, and at the end of class I couldn't see out of my left eye. It wasn't that it was blurred, it was completely black. So I went into freak mode because I thought I was going blind. Finally that went away so I started to do some more homework. I probably hadn't even been working for 10 minutes when I got this horrible headache. I have never been in that much pain. I couldn't sit still for 2 minutes; the pain was unbearable. I was walking around, freaking out because I had homework that needed to be done but I couldn't do it. I took some medication but that definitely didn't help. I needed to make up a quiz but I wouldn't be able to take it for another 45 minutes. I didn't really know what to do with myself so I went to the locker rooms in the RB and took a hot 30 minute shower. That was the only thing making me feel better. I got out and made it to my quiz then was able to go back to my room and sleep. I woke up feeling a little better, but I still have this headache. Annoying. I am so stressed out but thank goodness this week is almost over!

Well that is my dramatic story for the day. Hope all is well with you and you don't run into problems like mine.

Al Pal

Saturday

I have a serious problem. I can't seem to eat a meal without getting some sort of sticky subject in my hair. In the past it has mainly been syrup or honey, but lucky me, today it was ranch and hot sauce. Nasty. I guess I just need to be a more careful eater or something, but I sure am sick of sticky hair.

Hmmm, another problem. I slept from 4:30 to 8:00 pm today. I don't know what got into me. I haven't really done anything all day. I just really like naps so I decided to take full advantage of all the time I had. Now I should probably do homework, but I don't really have that kind of motivation. It's a Saturday night and I don't have anything better to do than homework or take a nap. Cool. Actually it is cool. I don't mind just relaxing by myself.

Life is good. I think I might go wrap up in blankets and watch a movie. Sounds perfect.

Bye Now!

Allie Pal

Self Discoveries

Today I slipped and fell while walking from my room to class. I ate it hard. I was embarrassed but continued on with my day hoping to never see the people that saw me fall again.

Another interesting story to tell. I found out we were having a fire drill in the dorms today and I really didn't want to be here for it. It was supposed to be going off between 7-8, so I left and went to study. I came back assuming the drill was over. I hadn't been in my room for more than 10 minutes and it decided to go off. Annoying, but that is what I get for trying to avoid a drill that is crucial to my safety. Not really though...

I haven't made anymore self discoveries lately, but when I do I will be sure to blog about them.

I am just tired and hungry all the time. I take the previous ^ back. Self discovery: I eat too much. Help!

Have a nice day. You are loved.

Allie

Flustered

It's amazing how the testing center can make or break your day. Fortunately, today, it made my day! It hasn't been the best day, but the more I think about it the worse I feel. No more thinking for me. Anyways, I got 100% on my Book of Mormon quiz! It was just a quiz, but getting a perfect score in the testing center is something to be happy about.

Here is my story of the day. I fell asleep in Book of Mormon (I know i'm a sinner) and when I woke up the teacher was talking about french kissing! I was confused to say the least. He was actually making reference to a talk given by Spencer W. Kimball, but I did not know this so I was so shocked that he would be talking about that. It was hilarious, just like that class is everyday (in a good way, don't worry)!

I got a test back today that is supposed to help me in a choosing a major. I will just give you a taste of what it suggests I do with my life.

Accountant: Quite sure this is what smart people, unlike me, major in. I actually love dealing with numbers and figuring things out, but let's be real...
Banker: Another hard major, dealing with numbers once again.
Others include credit manager, financial manager and financial analyst.

All of these just seem like jobs that deal with people's money that really smart, professional men would have. Oh wait, they are.

I am flustered. I don't know what to do with my life!

Hope you don't share my same problems.

Allie Pal