Seasons of Your Love

This is defiantly a Ponaganset Original. Here we have Ryan, Tim, Mallery, Nicole, Bobby, and Colten. This video was truly made by a bunch of Pot Heads. The video itself is funny, disturbing, grunge, and sick all at the same time. I guess the song is "okay" but it sounds like they tried to copy "Something in the Way" by Nirvana. And look how Kurt Cobain ended up, I hope that won't be the same fate for them, that would be terrible.

Seasons of your love

Here's some funny stuff, Enjoy!

Here are some of my favorite pics that I got from a very cool site. FunnyPart.com is a cool place to go if you want to laugh!.......................Ha ha!

Halloween

It's an Artsy Fartsy kind of Day!

Yesterday was sooo boring. My cuz was at a baby sitting course for the day (because the class is six hours long), and no one else was around, so this is when I got into my artsy fartsy mode. I decided to complete the unfinished portrait of my uncle. At first, when I started the inking process, I was sure that it was the sloppiest I have ever painted. But by the time I finished, I would have to say that it was the most perfect picture that I've ever created. I was so proud, I made no mistakes (as far as I could see), and I had all of the highlights and shadows in their rightful places. I gave it to my cousin as a gift and he pretty much loved it. My mind was acting a tad bit "off" today. Seeing I spent the day sitting on a rock at the pond (surrounded by water), I got pretty wet. Probably because my cuz and I kept on splashing me, but that's okay, I splashed her back. We were talking about really pointless topics all day, (some awfully disturbing). One of the random topics was picking a person we could spend the day with, just hanging out, doing what we normally do. We were wondering whether or not they would think us to be an absolute wacko, or that they would have fun with us. I thought they would have fun, but my cousin thought differently. But she's got a point, we are definitely not your average kids. Oh, by the way, last night I finished the last Harry Potter book!!!!!! I'm not really a big reader, but when it comes to Harry Potter, I make an exception. J.K. Rowling just writes so well, and is so descriptive, that I feel as if the words are a film playing in my head. I really think that the books got better and better as I read through the series. When they make a movie based on the seventh book, that will ultimately be the best movie ever created. Whoo-Hoo!!! Over & Out........Love Allie!

Ponaganset, here I come......

Time to go back to school, oh joy. Usually, I dread this mournful day, but not this year. My summer has been slow and boring enough to make me actually look forward to school. I can't wait to be late for Mr. Stockwell's class (with my luck I will get him for English, AGAIN), the chaos in the hallways, the mold seeping into my lungs, the pre-chewed food on the cafeteria tables, and let's not forget the lovely aroma of the cigarettes (and God only knows what else) in the locker next to mine. Despite all of the bad qualities our school might posses, I am serious when I say I want to go back. When I'm at home in the summer, and no one else is around, my day is lacking excitement. I just usually just have breakfast, work out, take a shower, and take the dog for a walk down to the pond. But at Ponaganset, their is always a risk. A risk of getting in the middle of fight, of having five fire drills in a row during Spanish Class, of inhaling a deadly stink bomb in the upstairs science wing, or even having Mr. Jackson (AAaahhhh) for a substitute. But sometimes, these stupid little problems make my day a whole lot more interesting. I can't wait to take digital photography this year, it looks pretty sweet. I was also thinking of taking a French class this year as well. A lot of my mom's side of the family is French and it seems like a lot cooler and easier language than taking a third year of Spanish. You know, I will most likely regret just about everything I said in this post by the middle of the school year, but for now, I'll leave it how it stands. Well, I g2g now, I need to make sure that I'm up at 4:00 AM tomorrow morning because I get to babysit two lovely little bundles of fun all day....Joy...........(NOT!) Night, Love Allie!

Eminem (NOT THE CANDY!)

I don't know why, but I keep on listening to eminem on my i-tunes. I have no idea why, I wish I knew. I think I like the candy better than the singer, although I don't care for sweets very much. In the course of one year, I probably only eat one bag of m&m's. They're very good, but I'm just not a big sweet eater. And for those thinking........."Wow, this kid really has nothing better to write about".......you are absolutely right. See-Ya!!!

I can't believe I just did that!

Well I did it, I sent Tom Felton my letter. Actually, I'm not sure if I sent him two of the same or not. The computer got all screwed up the second I had hit send (that's just my luck). So I sent it again. I don't really expect an answer, oh well, at least I tried. So I have to get some credit for trying. It was very hard to write this letter. I didn't want to sound like some crazy, stalker fan; and I didn't want to sound as if I didn't care. So in the end, I just acted like my own plain self, that usually tends to work. I heard Tom say in an interview that "The ones that don't know you, they want to be with you. It's the one's that know you that don't." Well that just straight out stinks. But I don't blame him either. What if he did want to meet some fan and they just love him for the roles he played and not for him himself, that wouldn't be right. Oh well...hopefully I will get a response, you can always hope. (doesn't my face look weird in black and white? I look like "Zombie Girl"). Wow, okay, I'm losing my focus now....I almost just drifted to sleep in front of the computer. It's a good thing I had Red Hot Chili Peppers playing on my I-tunes to keep me up . Good Night...............-Love Allie (by the way, I think the time is wrong on my blog that is posted. Because I remember writing most of my posts at night, oh well).........ZZZZzzz...........

Camera Distortion

I took that picture of Keach Pond and darkened certain ares of the picture, and enhanced the color were the clouds are. I think it looks pretty cool, almost like a half night/half day kind of look. Hope everyone enjoys! -Love Allie

This is Keach Pond

I think Keach Pond looks it's best on a bright, sunny day, with just a few clouds. Today was a perfect day as you can see.

Keach Pond

You know, even though I wish I lived closer to civilization, I still like being close to nature. Like today, after I got out of the shower, I was bored and had not much to do. I didn't want to be a couch potato because I hate just lying around doing nothing, so I took a walk down to the pond. This had been one of the only times that my dog (Angel) had not accompanied me on my walk. I always feel safer with her because she stood up to a lot of mean dogs for me. So today I was a little scared without her. Not wanting to be seen by anyone, I slipped into the woods. I like walking through the woods, but I usually have friends come along with me. I like it alone as well, just the quiet breeze whispering through the leaves and my thoughts. I just had to watch out for poison ivy which was all over the ground (I only had flip-flops on). When I got to the pond, I was glad I was the only one there. All I really did was sit on the rocks watching the fishes. They weren't very afraid of me because they swam right up to me. It's very calming watching them swim around. Some of them were so small I could just about see them, and others were pretty large. I can't imagine how some people want to kill the fish that they catch. If my cousin or I ever catch any fish, I always take the hook out and return the fish to the water. I wish my cousin would release her fish as well, but she screams and runs away. So I get the dirty job, but someone has got to do it. We don't exactly fish the proper way, we just do it for fun. But we don't use a pole, we just tie food to a string and stick. This one sick kid in the neighborhood, has a tendency to capture and torture small animals. Once we saw him and his friend kicking a dog (he is now afraid of my cousin Amber and I who chased him down), and quite recently he was seen slowly cutting a live fish slowly until it died. But I don't ever think you change certain people. My grandfather(on the other hand) is an excellent fisherman and told me when he moves back (to Rhode Island, from California), he's going to take me deep sea fishing. That should be a very fun experience. I adore the ocean, I think it's absolutely beautiful. So I guess it's a good thing I live in the Ocean State. I feel bad for those who have never seen the ocean. If they can, they should defiantly try to go there. Anyway, g2g for now...-Love Allie

A meeting with Mick

I have always like Slipknot, they have never been my favorite band, but I still listen to them once in a while. I didn't ever think that I would ever actually meet one of the nine band members, but hears my chance. Chris, my guitar teacher, I am sad to report that he will no longer be teaching me. I guess it's because he lives in Warwick and the early drive to Smithfield every morning can't be very fun. So it's totally understandable why he's doing so. At my last lesson with him he said "Hey, you like Slipknot, don't you?". I said that I do like them and he offered me two tickets to go meet Mick Thompson of Slipknot at a guitar clinic. It was in Warwick and it was at Junk Daddy's Music store (or something like that), this is where Chris is now working. I said "sure" and gave him the $20.00 for the two tickets. I forgot the actual date of the clinic, but I was sure that it would be a day that I would never forget. For those of you who have no idea what the hell a guitar clinic is, let me shed some light on the subject, (I always wanted to say that). A guitar clinic is when you and a bunch of other people sit down in a room and listen to an experienced guitar player, play. Then individuals can raise their hands and possibly get their questions answered. And maybe you can pick up some pointers and tips from their explanations. Well, I just want everyone to keep in mind that Slipknot is a Heavy Metal band, and these people at the clinic are not what you would call...Normal. I am sorry to say that some of these individuals looked as if they crawled out from the inside of a vodka bottle and for the first time were exposed to light outside. My cousin wouldn't be allowed to come with me and the only possible way for me to get there is if my mom drove me. So she was willing to sit through the clinic with me as well. Just to let everyone know, my mother can not stand Slipknot's music, so I thought "Wow, Can't get any better than this". We all sat down, and when Mick came out, I thought my mother was going to just pass out at the sight that was in front of her. A six-foot-tall monster sat before us. His slimy, black hair was pulled back in a pony tail, his arms and legs held the most lovely choices of tattooing, and he smelt as if something crawled up inside him and just died. I'm sorry if I am sounding unusually men, but I'm actually telling the truth about what I just explained. So, to add to this lovely environment, the man in front of me (who could just about fit into his chair), started farting. And you know what, it never stopped, and no one else seemed to notice except my mom and I. Mick, I have to say, was actually a very skilled guitarist, and very fast. But towards the end of the clinic, Mick started saying how funny rape is. At that point I was so happy the clinic had ended because I was sure my mother had reached her boiling point. She drove so fast the whole ride home because the smell made her so sick to her stomach I thought she would vomit for such, but luckily for the car, she made it home. So that was a day full of new experiences and a lot of lessons learned. I don't listen to Slipknot so much anymore.

Holy S#*t, I must be Dead!

Look at this mistake I made with my camera. I really hadn't planned on it coming out like this, but it did, and I thought it was cool so I kept it. I moved before it was done taking the picture and the shutter speed was very slow. Don't worry Ponaganset High, I won't haunt you. I can't wait until school starts. To smell the lovely vinegar aroma of the darkroom & the stink bombs leaking into the hallways. Just kidding, but I really can't wait to start photography class this year. I hope I get Mrs. Boyden again, not that I don't like Miss Coffman, she seems nice too, but I've already had Mrs. Boyden for two years now and I'm used to the way she teaches class. I really hope that I get to be in some classes with ampie (who knows who she is but I'm not using real names on the Internet). I wonder if Barbie Cobain still thinks he's Kurt, I really hope not because Bev told me that he's already planing the unthinkable. I hope he realizes that Kurt, even if he was a great singer, had a really sick heroine infested mind. He won't only be hurting himself, but the others around him as well. I hope he realized after the Dylan Wood/ Lucas Warner car accident, that he isn't immortal, a small stupid mistake could so easily take his life. Once again, I don't really know how I get so off topic, but I guess my mind has just been skipping around alot lately with everything that's been happening to me. I guess this is my last entry until tomorrow. See every one later, Bye.......-Allie

What color is it?

I absolutely can't tell what color my eye is. Some people call it green, some say blue. Today I was playing around with the camera and I finally got a close up to finally see what the color is. Well, I still can't tell. And for those of you who think, "Wow, she really has nothing better to write about than her eye", you are 100% right. I am so bored right now. I was going to try to comment on Tom Felton's Blog, but I completely chickened out. I think I might try again tomorrow but I really don't know what to say. I'm in Rhode Island, and he's in Surrey. He's a celebrity, and I'm defiantly not. He already has thousands of adoring fans, one more isn't going to make any difference. I don't want to sound like a crazy stalker who lives, breaths, and drinks nothing but Tom Felton. But I also don't want to sound as if I don't care as well. Oh well, I guess I'll take a whack at it. I don't know how I got off topic from the eye, but I tend to do so.

The 2007 Futuresex/ Loveshow

Yes, finally, the highlight of my summer. My cousin and I went to the Futuresex/Loveshow concert at the Mohegan. It was sooooo awesome. This will be the third time I've seen Good Charlotte in concert, and you know what, it keeps on getting better and better. It was on Saturday night. We had these really high seats that were sooo steep. I felt that if I had tripped, I would go splat on the stage below. So the only time I got up was to jump up & down for the opening of Good Charlotte' s performance. This made me the happiest person in the whole world. I screamed so hard for them, I thought that I would never talk again the following day. They were so awesome, it was like I got a blood transfusion when I had their music pulsing through my body. They had a new drummer, Dean Butterworth, he was so good. He made it look as if it were so easy. Benji dyed his hair blond which I thought looked great on him, and he also lost a good amount of weight. He also sang alot this time, he sings just as good as his twin, Joel. Speaking of Joel, he put on a good performance as well. He did a great job keeping the audience involved with the music, and I loved it when he broke out the wave, that was alot of fun. I am sad to report that Good Charlotte was only an opening act this time, not the main event. The main event for that night was no other than Jusin Timberlake. I was never into hip-hop too much but for Justin Timberlake, I'll make an exception. He put on a really spectacular show. When he came on stage, the crowd let out the most deafening, glass shattering shriek, I thought blood was going to start running from my ears. He was very good as well. The only downside to my night was that the lady in back of me was so focused on dancing, that she didn't realize her whole beer had spilt all over me. All down my back and my arm I was drenched in beer. I turned around and screamed at this unstable woman, and she heard me over all the screams and shrieks so I guess I was pretty loud. My cousin said that was the angriest that she's ever seen me. I accepted her apology but was still pissed because I looked like I just can from a keg party. But besides that, That night was the most fun I have had in a very long time. After the concert, at 12:00 PM, we stopped at this little gas station in the middle of no where and picked up two bottles of Vitamin Water. I got the XXX pomegranate, acai, blueberry; and my cousin got the lemonade. I felt really funny on the car ride home because I was seriously hallucinating, seeing people that defiantly were not there. Like when I was saying hi to Barbie Cobain from school, when he was nowhere to be seen. So at that point I was ready to crash out, & did! Going, going, GONE....

My wild Day Continued.....

My wild Day!!!

I was bored today so I went to the zoo, which was pretty awesome. I brought my new Nikon D40 with me to try to get used to how it works a bit different than my Nikon N55. It was a little harder because I am not used to using a digital focusing lens, but I eventually got the hang of it. As you can imagine, most of the animals did not want to cooperate with the camera, but a surprising handful walked right up to the camera (like the White Tiger, deer, and monkey). I loved it when the tiger came right up to me, he was so beautiful, and very, very big!!! He came over because he liked the noise my rings made on the fence. But out of all the animals, The Giant Galapagos Tortoise was the most cooperative because he didn't move at all. So I had a pretty cool day. Check out my cool photos!!! Enjoy....

Sweet 16...What's so sweet about it?

So I've finally turned 16, it's not like I was looking forward to it. To tell you the truth, I would've given just about anything to hold it off a bit longer. I can't drive yet because I waited too long to sign up for drivers ed, but that really doesn't bother me at all. I have one more year to not get into a car accident. I didn't have a big "Sweet 16" party. My parents asked me if I wanted one, but I just didn't feel up to making such a big fuss over it. This summer, I also tried getting a job at Dino's. I really didn't want to work there but I figured that it is close to home and that it might give me something to do...(that involves thinking). I really didn't care for the boss at all, he treated me like dirt, I leave it up to you to imagine how the interview went. I have been thinking alot this summer, I have the time. And part of what I was thinking about was that aside from a handful of some very nice kids (ampie is one of the handful), the other kids in school have no idea of who I am, none at all. Most of them know me as the "weird mute girl", or the "Kid that never talks". So I've decided ( seeing I'm stuck there anyway) that I should start talking to different kinds of people. I will treat them as I treat my friends, I will not act any differently than I am just to impress anyone, or try to "fit in" with a particular crowd. And if I do everything that I had set out to do, and somebody judges me the wrong way and doesn't care for me very much.......That's THEIR Problem. So to put this all into basic terms...I will try talking more this year. Over the summer, I have also been experimenting with oil pastels on small sized canvases. Just sketching out ideas, just to basically get the feel for using them. I have been doing the same with water color paints. I really don't care if my pictures don't come out looking what some call "good". All I do is think up a combination of colors, outlines, and details in my head, and then to the best of my ability, transfer these thoughts onto the canvas. This paragraph is only a portion of my summer so far. I will attempt to tell the rest another time (like anyone is reading this long & boring paragraph), but now I must rest for my head is tired. I cannot write about tomorrow until it is yesterday.........Bye!