Where They Keep The Killer Nuns

The Age Old Question

2011-01-04T13:10:00.001-08:00

What do when you are bored.

Everyone goes through stages of boredom. Sure, some are longer than others. Some stages only last a day or two, but some really seem to drag on. Sleep seems to be what most people gravitate towards. If there are less hours in the day, there are less hours to be bored. TV marathons are another options. True, they buy time, but after awhile your eyes start to hurt – trust me, I am an experienced marathoner, but even my eyes start to hurt as well as the unavoidable headaches. Another viable option is reading. Curling up with a good book is always relaxing.

Currently, I am on winter break from school, and I have absolutely no idea what to do. I’ve done all the previously listed options. I feel like I should be writing, which is probably why I am blogging. Writing is easier when you just unleash, without having to think about it. I guess I could start a story, but that involves planning.

What will YOU do for your next bout of boredom. My advice? Do something you like, something you haven’t done in awhile. I’m going to attempt to delve back into writing (while watching stuff on Hulu…progress is progress). To all those reading this, I hope you have something to cure your boredom. Take my advice or offer your own in the comments.

Experimentation

2010-10-24T13:21:00.001-07:00

Hello anyone who is reading this. I’m writing on Windows Live Writer because I just got it, and I felt like trying it out. Windows seems to always come up with a way to mesh everything together probably because people need everything in one place. We are just lazy that way.

Life has been hectic here for me. I blame college. Writing this stalls the reading of my government book for just a tad bit longer. Which is always a good thing.

I want to encourage people to do something new (and legal) today. It doesn’t have to be anything grand and exciting; it can be as small as using Windows Live Writing to write a blog instead of logging onto blogger. Just take a moment to step outside of your comfort zone. Sometimes we are trapped by familiarity and do not want to risk stepping outside of our boundaries. Try it. Just be brave for a little while, and then you can return back into the comforts of your routine. If we don’t branch out and try new things, well, how are we ever supposed to grow?

Go forth and experiment (legally experiment, no drugs kiddos).

Am I Wrong?

2010-06-04T20:03:00.001-07:00

This is a venting post. Consider yourself warned.

My friends and I, well, we suck at planning. It's just a fact. So I am used to getting texts that say come over we are doing this. That is not a problem to me whatsoever. The problem is this. I hate being invited by a third party. Apparently my friend, let's call her Michelle, was having people over to watch the game, and while walking out of my summer class with my friend, Penny, and she says "are you going tonight?" I had no idea what she was talking about, which I explained. "Oh you didn't know? We are watching the game at Michelle's." I explained that I wasn't invited, because I wasn't, and I feel weird just showing up. It's like hey Allison, what the heck are you doing here? So I stayed home and read and studied for my final, which I had today. Now during this time I didn't get a text from Michelle or from Michelle's brother asking why I wasn't at their house. Another point towards not being invited.

It happened again today. While walking out of class, Penny tells me that she will see me tomorrow at Michelle's. Once again, I have no idea what is going on. Apparently Michelle is having people over tomorrow for a movie marathon. I have not received texts on this...and once again, I feel uninvited.

Now am I being stupid or does anyone else agree that I am right about this whole not being invited thing? It annoys me. I am fine with texts like the day before or whatever, but I hate not being in the loop. I get that enough from my family, and I've accepted that from them because, well, they are family. But seriously, how hard is it to text someone and say hey we are watching the game tonight, you are invited to come or whatever. It's been bothering me.

Thoughts?

The Strange Things in Life

2010-04-02T15:54:00.000-07:00

Life, in itself, is very strange. No one can predict which way it will twist and turn. I was just enlightened on one of the many strange facets of life. I get headaches, quite often. Sadly, I have become used to their presence. Every time I come home (I'm currently enrolled in college, but I come home for some weekends, and Easter break) my headaches seem to get worse. Worse as in my head feels like it is going to explode. Apparently, this is because I am sleeping more as well as sleeping better, and I am relaxing. Strange.

One would think relaxing and catching up on much needed sleep would alleviate the pain, but apparently that is incorrect. It is just strange. So to remedy this, I have started working on an anthropology paper to revv up the stress. I guess school is good for something.

Taking what life throws at you can be stressful, but it can also help to better yourself as a person. Instead of slacking, I am doing something productive with my time off. Take a look at your life, and what it is throwing at you. Maybe you will discover something strange that you can twist into a way that is productive whether its doing school work or productive in another aspect of your life.

Life may be strange, but then again, if it wasn't, we wouldn't enjoy it as much.

Long Time No Blog

2010-03-27T11:05:00.001-07:00

It's been awhile since I have blogged. Now don't ask me why I've decided to blog today because I don't know. It could be partly because I am bored out of my mind, procrasting, or because the whole Harriet the Spy Blog Wars came out yesterday. Ok I'm kidding, it's not because of Harriet. Although you will never know, it's a mystery.

Today is a day at my school where a bunch of highschoolers and their families come to tour the campus, which means it is a nightmare outside. Giant tour groups everywhere. It's annoying trying to walk around the campus and that I can hear all their loud chatter outside my window. The parents of this kids are the worst. They try to determine the quality of education offered at the school by the current students, so walking by a tour group means that you get critical glares from the parents. It's rather uncomfortable. Then again when you are in college, parents make you nervous anyway. You start to worry about what you are wearing, and for some odd reason, what your dorm looks like. And if you were out partying the night before, you feel like these parents are going to know you did something stupid and call your parents. Now I'm not saying I go to these parties, because I was studying... no one parties in college, it is all studying all the time. Hollywood gives college a bad reputation ;)

You Learn by Living

2009-07-07T21:42:00.000-07:00

Always wear long socks when you go rollerblading, or just skating for that matter. Do you know what happens if you don't? Your ankles will hurt. I'm not talking about just a little pain, oh no, it sucks. My ankles are still red from rubbing up against the inside of the roller blade. A valuable life lesson learned from failure.

That's right, failure. Without it, without mistakes, we would not know many things in life. For instance, if no one played with matches inside and set fire to his or her house, then how would it become common sense to not play with matches. Mistakes make people stronger, wiser, and better off then they were before. Sure, we may not like failing or making a mistake, but in the long run it helps. Now I know never to wear short socks when I roller blade. The pain will fade, but the lesson hopefully will not.

Some failures and mistakes are bigger than wearing the wrong socks when roller blading, but the concept is still the same. You will learn from your failures, and in the end, they help. If you fail a test ,then odds are you are going to study your butt off and ace the next one. Date a guy who cheats on you and breaks your heart? Next time around you may choose to date a guy who is less of a player. Not every mistake and failure gives you a hundred percent guarantee that you will learn from it and never make the same mistake again, but it raises your chances. You have to learn by living life, and not being afraid to make mistakes., to fail, to disappoint someone because you will get better and you will succeed, it just takes time.

Life Lesson Of The Day - wear long socks when you rollerblade.

2009-06-30T15:04:00.000-07:00

Sometimes its good to just write. Just let everything out that's bottled up in your mind, which is exactly what I am doing now. It's a relaxation technique in a sense because I generally feel better once I've written something. Sometimes its a work of fiction, sometimes a poem, sometimes its just nonsense that I've written on a blank word document. Whatever the case, it helps.

Rain is not coming easy where I live, its at least 100 degrees every day here in Texas, with little chance of relief. Its amazing how you can walk outside to your car and already be dying of heat. Air conditioning is literally a lifesaver, as in without it Texans would die. That's why every single building blasts AC in the summer, and in homes kids are still begging parents to turn up the AC because they are sweating like crazy. That's just the joy of living in Texas, but in all honesty I love the heat, and 40 degree weather is too cold for me. But now, I want the rain to come. Rain, much like words, wash everything away. All the heat, all the anger, all the pain. It doesn't matter if no one is there to watch it rain or to read your words - it helps. Which is why I am writing this here, I can't promise it will be a daily thing, but I am going to try, even if the only views on this blog are my own, it doesn't matter.

Well this one was more serious, but I feell I should at least give ya'll the killer nuns quote from NCIS which inspired the title of my blog, or well blog site. Enjoy:

Ziva: If you're done, I suggest we start with cause of death. Radiation poisoning.
Tony: Drowning.
McGee: Killer Nun.
(Ziva and Tony turn to stare at McGee)
Tony: Wow. Maybe we should try location.
Ziva: Some kind of bombing range.
Tony: Anchor-age-Alas-ka.
McGee: Convent.
Tony: Is that where they they keep the killer nuns?
McGee: Look all I'm saying is that some of the nuns i knew could get extremely agitated.
Gibbs: Tell me you've got something other than agitated nuns?

There you have it til next time,
Allison

Killer Nuns? Really?

2009-06-29T17:36:00.000-07:00

I don't know why your here, or if your here, but this is my space.

This is where I'm going to just speak, and you can choose to listen or not.

Unless you are an NCIS fan, you won't understand why my blog is titled Where They Keep The Killers Nuns.

It fits me.

I'm addicted to tv shows, and I can usually quote some of my favorites like this one from season 6 of NCIS.

Television allows us, much like novels, to escape life and relax.

Memories have been created with my sister during our House or NCIS or other tv marathons we have.

So to clear the air, they killer nuns are here, they are in these words.

So if I were you McGee, I would run.