My life as an embarrassment

So I have discovered some things about my life.
First: Im constantley clumsly...I run into walls, tables, desks, peoples, doors, I also drop things constantley. Always throwing things around.
Second: My whole life is an embarrassment. Heres why-I consistently stick my foot in my mouth:

Let me write to you an example of the second statment:
I was sitting in my Principles of bible study today just spacing which I sometimes do. Right when I snapped back into reality my Prof said "Christians don't like to talk about sex" and in complete utter reaction I stated "I do" loud enough for the whole class to here. Now lets review the two previous statement...I run into things and I put my foot in my mouth. After I stated that I talk about sex my whole class started laughing which is the reaction that someone should get after a comment like that.

I suddenley became transparent in front of my whole class as one student pointed out and was know as "Well Alison was transparent" the rest of the class. HA

So if you have any embarrassing stories please leave it for everyone to see.
umm Again this kind of thing happens to me all the time.

Im over

I think I have officially ended this blog...

It has accomplished much more than it should have...

If you want to know about my life call me or write to me yourself you big sloth...

Good bye

Thanksgiving

Do you ever look forward to somthing so much that everything else can seem mundane in the moment?

This last week has been that for me. For two reasons. First I have been sick and I think that when one gets sick they become much more vulnerable than when thier healthy and energenic.

And B. I have yearned for home. Now if you know me...well...you know that home can get rough from time to time and it's not a place that I have ever yearned for, but it feels good when your surrounded by people who know you... Who know you so well that with one word or one sentece they can put you in your place. I have a brash personality and I am excited to be challenged.

I like a good challenge...I see it as an adventure. So if you ever want to challenge me and really make me think give it to me becuase most of the time I can meet that challenge, and sometimes I can even succeed it.

However there are always times when I will fail...I will promise you one thing...I may fail, yes, but I lived in the process. I may let you down but at least I had the oppurtunity to let you down.

Anyway...I'm also excited for the food. The good turkey and stuffing. MMMM.....so good. In essence Im looking forward to Thanksgiving. That is the thing that Im excited about....

Oh and don't eat yellow snow.

Heart Ache

My heart aches...
I feel like it's being ripped out of my chest peice by peice and my stomach is being place in my throat. Then after being ripped out of my chest being rubbed through the mud and thrown up on.

It's one of those days in which you just hope you can get through the day without breaking down and if you do break down hoping no one and yet everyone sees you.

There's a lot of cumilating things that have caused this heart ache. A lot of things I wish I could run from but in reality can't. Oh well. Just another one of the days of learning the hard way...

Questions

Some questions that have come to mind while going to school

1.) Can you still be wise in the way you live and obtain wisodom?
2.) Why do people name food items after animals or their feet?
3.) How could a just God want the Cannanites completley wiped out?
4.) How old is Doc Henderson...and is he old enough to have taught the disciples?
5.) Are you given the gift of the Holy Spirit through immersion or through the form of question?
6.) Why isn't Wal- Mart open 24 hours a day?
7.) Why does the train go by at twelve o'clock every night?
8.) Why does Jesus look like a women in the statue in from of the chapel?
9.) Who came up with "walk around the chapel three times and you'll be engaged"?
10.) Who actually cooks the cafeteria food? Where does it come from?
12.) How does my bed get made when I leave to go home and come back two days later?
13.) Are their little men working in the library?
14.) Why are we referred as little Christs? Are they making a short joke? Was Jesus short?
15.) How many books are actually in the library?

If you have any response to these quesitons please leave a comment.

Going Home

So I recently went home for a wedding and saw a lot of people from the highschool days. It's weird when you see people you havn't seen in three years.
It usually goes like this

Oh my Gosh how are you!!!

Good. how are you?

Good.

Akward silence...well I'll see you later.

ok bye good to see you!

Sometimes the conversations continue on but sometimes they start as soon as they end. It can be really great to see people you havn't seen in a while but life happens. Seeing my two best friends and spending a great amout of time with them is amazing. School seems to be forgotten and those involved in my school life. Don't get me wrong I love school, and my friends from school. It's just different. It's like you come back from a three or six month period with all the stories you have collected and then in the moment with the people you care about most you just seem to forget about them and you are so consumed in the moment that all you can think about is how you don't get to see these people everyday and how different life is now. It was so good seeing the people I hadn't seen in a long time but it also was very sad. Remembering the good times and the bad. The good decisions the bad and the wise. The hurt and the pain, and the laughter and joy. The memories that are so imbedded in an individual and the feelings that encompass them.

The past creates who we are the present defines our current status and the future does nothing for us except creates a sense of hope that some day we will be the person we were meant to be.

To the people who helped create me from my past...thankyou...to the people who are currently establishing me...thank you....for the people yet to come....thankyou.