What would I even title this?

A few days ago I received a text from an old friend who alerted me that a really sad thing happened at my old high school. Two teachers, one current and another former, were arrested on charges of indecent solicitation of a child.  

The reason I am writing about this is not to defend or condemn any party, but to more to mull over my own thoughts on this situation.

Personally, I think it is really important to not pass judgement on either the girl or the men who are accused. 

As a former 15 year old who had intimate relations with a 27 year old during my sophomore year of high school, I can assure you that I knew exactly what I was doing. I also knew that if the relations were outed I would be fine.

I was mature enough to know what I was doing, but childish enough to not care about the lives of anyone else involved.

I’m not saying this is her case, but I’m saying we don’t know all the facts.

Yes, shame on grown men for not knowing better and using their positions as mentors inappropriately, but also shame on anyone who knowingly manipulates another human being.

If these men are guilty this situation is really heartbreaking. These men were really great teachers. One of them wrote my college recommendation letter and his dedication to his job is part of the reason I even graduated.

I don’t really know how to close this post. I am just deeply saddened by this news and I really hope that this matter can be properly resolved.

So this is how my day is going

So this happened today…
In other news I’ve heard that low rise jeans are coming back.  This is pretty cool to hear because today I stood up in class to find that my zipper was down. This isn’t really a serious issue in low rise jeans because most of your pelvis is already out and about anyway. 
However, in high waisted black pants it gives the person in front of you an awesome and ostentatious view of the ugly panties that you threw on this morning in a rush because you haven’t sorted your clean laundry in two weeks. 

Just a wee thanks

The other night I was out with a few friends as well as some girls I did not know.

I was talking to this really cool girl and suddenly she goes, “Are you Alli?”

I panicked for a second, thinking that in the heat of margaritas I had forgotten to introduce myself; embarrassed I said told her I was.

She then told me she read through my blog because a friend linked her to it.

I just want to say that every single one of you who reads this blog mean a lot to me. I really appreciate it and I can’t thank you enough.

Also, in the future I’m planning give aways so please stay tunes for my shameless self promotional raffles. ❤

I’m gross and I just wanted you all to know.

As of recent I’ve developed a new habit of fiddling with my nose piercing and I admit this is super gross.

The worst part is that it looks like I’m picking my nose. The other day we had an in office photographer walking around and catching candid shot of us working. Unfortunately, heard the “click, click” of the shutter after I realized my fingers were in my nose.

I turned to my coworker and explained my instant mortification. The look on her face told me that she was having a hard time understanding why picking at a puncture wound in my nose was any less gross than just generally picking my nose.

This occurred only minutes after I had nonchalantly told another coworker that I was only washing my coffee mug because I happened to notice there was mold in it.

This would be me. 

This is something really important to me so please excuse me while I get a bit "preachy".

This was going to be a Facebook post about the video below, but then I realized how much I had to say.

This video hit’s the issue of abortion right on the head when one of the anchors asks the interviewee, “Why didn’t you use birth control?” Her response was [essentially] that no one plans an unplanned pregnancy.
That logic should be clear to everyone.

Let me tell you something, reproductive rights isn’t about what YOU think is right for another person, or how YOU think a person should be punished. It’s about being a human being and having some empathy for someone who made a mistake and hopefully learned from it. It’s about allowing women to make their own choices on what they think their life should be.

It’s a fight for gender equality because this situation is a mistake between two people where one sex bears the entire consequence. 

As for if videoing her procedure “trivializes” the topic, anyone who hasn’t had an abortion really can’t talk about this with any validation. I wish I had seen this video before my procedure because I was so scared of the procedure itself I walked out of my first appointment. More women need to know that it’s not that bad. I’m not saying it’s relaxing, it’s definitely an unsettling process, but I’ve had more physically traumatic treatments. Honestly, I was more physically uncomfortable after having my wisdom teeth out.

As for the mental aspect, judgement has a huge role to play in that. This situation can be marginalizing and lonely. Which is ridiculous because 1 in 3 women have had an abortion. The mental ramifications of this procedure would be lessened if people stopped being judgmental and more women opened up about their experience. This is a huge reason why I talk about my procedure openly. I want more women to be proud of their choice. I am not happy that I got pregnant, but I am very proud of myself for being adult enough to take control of how I wanted my life to be instead of being confined by what others think of me.

With my being pro choice I don’t think everyone should abandon their faith. I am all about your right to not approve of my abortion and to speak out about it. I am NOT a supporter of barrier laws that prevent free (albeit stupid) speech in front of clinics.  However, I would respect your message more if it was phrased, “Hey I don’t think what you’re doing is right. Please think about it, but no matter what you decide I’ll love you any way.” That message might go a bit farther than “You’re going to burn in hell.” Just a suggestion.

No one is forcing women to abort their babies, so I am very baffled why people think it is ok to force women to have babies. The same clause and amendment in our constitution that protects your freedom of religion, protects all religions and thus voids your ability to legally blanket your religion across everyone in this country.

I’m going to be so bold as to say that MAYBE we should trivialize abortion, or at least the medical procedure part of it. Deciding to have or not have a child is personal choice and I do not think we should trivialize the amount of thought that goes into that process.

However, the actual procedure I think should be trivialized. Maybe women would be able to give this whole situation additional meaningful thought if they were able to spend more time contemplating what is best for their lives, rather than the semantics of the actual medical aspect. With the trivialization of the medical aspect, hopefully could come a popular opinion that agrees, abortions happen. Shit happens. It does not mean your life has to change if you do not want that change. With popular acceptance my hope would be that stigma would diminish and women would not need to worry about wide spread judgement.

Are abortions pleasant? No. Would I personally do it again? Probably not, but who knows. Regardless, I am so thankful I had that choice because if I didn’t my life would be done. My abortion was a second chance, a forgiveness of a mistake and really huge turning point for me.

I am extremely proud of myself and any woman who makes a choice like that. I’m proud of the girls who choose to have a baby and be a mother. That’s amazing. However, I am also proud of all the girls who choose not to have children and make the choice to have an abortion.

This post is for my mom

Things in my life have been going decently well.

Please excuse me as I go bash my body against a tree repeatedly to insure that I don’t jinx it.

I don’t think I am openly thankful enough in my life and I just want to highlight for you a few cool things I’m really happy about in general.

I have a great job. I am degree-less, under 30, single and a full time student and I am able to, carefully, afford to live on my own. Not to mention, I live in a nice neighborhood with cool neighbors and my building includes laundry! I also work for a very cool company where my hours are flexible and the people are really nice.

I am so happy that I don’t currently have a car. I’ll be honest, there are some real big pains in the ass associated with not having one,  but I get to bike to work everyday! In people who are really unhappy with their job, many cite long commute as a huge factor in their unhappiness. I am so lucky to be able to walk to my job if I need to and though it may suck in the rain, I am also getting way healthier so that’s pretty awesome too.

Dovetailing off that I am so amazingly blessed (ugh I hate that word, but I can’t find another that is as accurate) to have a boyfriend who can drive me to and from school twice a week. His chauffeuring aside, he’s pretty amazing in general and I feel so lucky to have someone who really pushes me and inspires me to do and be more than I ever thought I could. He challenges me and keeps me constantly on my toes. His restless soul could not be more perfectly suited to mine and I really don’t say that enough publicly.

I am really thankful that I cleaned up a lot of the negativity in my life and I’m thankful for those who helped me do it. About a month or so ago I was in a pretty unhappy place. Part of it was not standing up for myself, but the other part was not communicating, not forgiving and not accepting peace. I am really thankful for those who helped me through that process.

I’m always thankful for my family. No matter how many people walk out of my life, my family always stays, even when I don’t deserve it or don’t want them. That’s the biggest difference between friends and family; no matter what, family stays. At times I thought I had friends who were family, but time and time again I really find true that family is forever.

I am really thankful for Ms. Nikki having come into my life. I’m really solitary and I don’t have many friends, especially female friends. As it is with most of my good friends, we met in an odd way. When I first met her I really wanted to hate her, but my first thought after spending two seconds with her was, “Holy shit. She’s exactly like me.”
Though she is super new in my life, she has already taught me a lot. She’s shown me the power of forgiveness, she’s shown me the necessity of meaningful conversation and she inspires me creatively. The last is the most important to me. It’s been a really long time since someone outside of Chris and my dear PenPal has inspired me to create something daily. The amount of positive energy that emanates from her is unbelievably infectious and I am super thrilled to have her in my life. So many great collaborations to come.

I’m closing this post with two photos this lady has taken of me. I’m an awkward model, but she caught a photo of me smiling so that’s pretty amazing. You should definitely check out her blog. It’s linked to her name.

I like to climb things and I never once think about the limitations usually imposed by wearing a skirt.

Fun Fact: I really love cotton candy.

National Coming Out Day

Happy National Coming Out Day!!
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Hello friends,  I want to wish you all a belated happy National Coming Out Day! 
I apologize for the delay, but it’s better late than never.

I don’t have a story where I personally shared my sexual orientation with anyone, because no one asks straight people when they “realized” they were straight.

I do remember one day in high school when a close friend I had known for years told me she was dating a girl at a different school. It wasn’t a big sit down conversation, it just came up in casual chatter. I probably just said, “that’s cool” because the idea that she felt she needed to tell me she was a lesbian never crossed my mind. I didn’t want to make a big deal out of her telling me because I didn’t think she had to. She could date a space alien and as long as it was a happy, consensual relationship I would support her.

Honestly, if you’re anti-LGBT then I don’t know what to say to you.
I respect your right to keep your views. I don’t respect when you use those views to be hateful.
If you want to hate gay marriage/people/colors/culture, fine, but until the LGBT community opens up therapy camps to homosexualize you, I’m not sure your concerns are valid.

Anyway, I hope everyone had a great support filled weekend.

Zine Forthcoming!

As you all know I went on a really fantastic road trip this past summer with some really amazing people. 
Amazing people have a tendency to accomplish amazing things, so they’re putting together a zine from our travels!

For those of you who don’t know what a “zine” is (pronounced: zeen) it’s a magazine so small that it can’t fit the first four letters.

I’m joking. I have no idea what a “zine” means versus just calling it an independent publication or something, but it’s really just going to be something small in print that resemble a book, or a tiny magazine. It will be filled with amazing photography by this guy as well as some awesome poetry by this girl and some other cool photos by this man! We had two other road companions too, including this guy.  (I will say it again, really talented people)
The reason I’m telling you all this is because they’ve asked me to write something for it. Which is really nice and all together horrifying.
I get a paralyzing fear sometimes about writing anywhere but here. This is my little word safe haven where grammar visits, but doesn’t stay and literary value is questionable at best.
Writing for this zine is really important to me and I want to do it, but every time I sit down at my computer I am shit out of words. 
Stepping off my little stage where I’m only surrounding by my own thoughts is hard.  Also having my writing sit side by side with others for comparison is hard to begin with. And it only becomes harder when it’s not only going to be next to “other art” but “other art”  that’s good and by people whose opinions matter to me.  I’m actually short of breath just thinking about it. It’s a lot of pressure.

Anyway, I’m going to submit something and I hope if we have multiple copies you would all be interested in viewing it!




Just some motivation to make healthy food choices today.

Just some motivation to make healthy food choices today.:

Just some motivation to make healthy food choices today.:

Overheard at RIC:

“Hey how are you!?”

“Eh. Could be better.”

“Man, what the complaining about? What’s wrong?”

“I got food poisoning.”

“Oh dear! What was the special meal?”

“McDonalds. I found a band-aid in my food.”

And I’m left wondering if he actually got food poisoning or if he ate half a bandage and had a reaction (maybe he is allergic to latex) or if the idea of the bandage just ruined his meal.

Unfortunately, the guy didn’t have a photo to prove that this actually happened. Alas…

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