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Name: Allison
Birthday: 7/19/1990
Gender: Female
Interests: Anything that glitters, or is fuzzy. Shiny things count too. Time; and the the lack of it. Discovering if my brother has a brain. Salsa. The nature of light. Anything with pages and pictures and/or words on those pages. Things that open that look like they shouldnt and things that wont open but look like they should. Why people eat peas. Oil and water. Black and white. And the spelling of the word grey/gray.
Expertise: Writing essays on stuff that I have no CLUE. Swimming in extreme temperatures. Survivng life with a brother. Being odd. Watering plants. Smelling my mum's fresh brownies. Burning things in the microwave. Crashing our computer. EATING. And, wrinting random crap that no-one wants to read.
Occupation: Retired
Industry: Other
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AIM:  kiwiburdNZ
MSN: crzy_kiwi_burd@hotmail.com
Member Since:
10/25/2005
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| Robert Jordan, I hate you because so much of my brain still remembers details from your books. I also hate the internet for making me want to try reading them, again, and someday finishing the stupid series. *flail.*
Too many pages and convolutedness, goshdarnit.
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| I get discouraged when I leave my xanga alone for a few months and not only does nobody say anything to me, but nobody posts anything themselves. My loyal xanga! I've blogged in this thing inconsistently for years. Now it's slowly going away. I'm going to college, everyone. I'm going away and making a new internet person.
pigeonchild is me on AIM if I pop up randomly. Just so you know and all.
The story-writing is going pretty well. I dove into Catie's story, which is both frustrating and inspiring. I have maybe twelve pages total of my principle story, she has close to a hundred. She's had her story for longer, however, and has had help. Allison only started a few months ago. Allison also has a few other stories that get a couple of paragraphs once in a while. And this thing, too.
My "most influential books" at the moment are Kermit the Hermit by Bill Peet, The Blue Sword by Robin McKinley and The Amber Spyglass by Phillip Pullman. The first because I loved Bill Peet when I was little with all of my heart, and because I still love it for the morals and the art and the story. The Blue Sword because it's been my comfort book for years. I read it when I feel yucky and it makes me feel better. I've read it so may times I couldn't count if I'd tried. It's a happy book, a simple book, with a good ending and sweet characters. The Amber Spyglass is sad. It made me sad for a week after I finished it for the first time. It's also fascinating, and the multiple universes idea will stick with me forever. Not very educational most influential books, but the books that stick with me the most are the ones that I read many times, check out from the library over and over again, destroy and buy again, and have ingrained on my mind. I love these books.
I'm going to go read them now.
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| I love the credits of movies. And it's not for the names or the cast, because that's lame, right? My favorite is all the jobs. All the people. There's art people and stunt people and set people and camera people and food people and computer people and everyone is working on this hour and a half long thing they're going to sell for seven dollars at a movie theater.
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| I am blessed with the ability to sleep. Nothing, and I mean nothing, will screw up my sleep schedule. I can sleep for five hours in the afternoon and still sleep all night. I can fall asleep pretty much anywhere, from the floor of my room on top of my biology book, to the uncomfortable airport seats with dividers and noisy public announcement systems. This is an excellent survival skill.
I am not quite so blessed in the ability to stay awake. It's alright; naps are better than insomnia by a lot.
I vacuumed up my expensive Bose headphones today, which was almost immeasurably stupid. Luckily there was no damage to the vacuum cleaner and minimal damage to my headphone cords. For getting good grades, I do many really dumb things. For instance, I am very very far behind on my Owen Meany journal entries. Not good.
Made cookies at two in the morning without waking Mom up. Score.
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| Writing like Shakespeare is a combination of infuriating, very fun, and completely ridiculous. Be afraid, Claudius, be very, very afraid. Hamlet is going to get you all. Hamlet fanfiction! YES!
Portfolio is finished, I have a few slides to take and then I get to do NOTHING for the rest of the year. Okay, so I'll still do art, but there'll be no pressure. Art without pressure! Yay! Hopefully Hyatt likes the last piece a little bit, so I'll be done. I'm not really excited about trying to finish a piece in an hour and then taking slides.
I hate calculus THIS MUCH, for the record. THIS MUCH is more than taxes, and less than the AP board (but not much less than the AP board.)
Back to fanfiction, I guess.
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