finals week.

finals week in the most dreaded week in a college student's semester.  usually this is the week where people pull all nighters trying to cram every last bit of information into their over-filled brain in attempt to make up for their lack of studying during the semester.  i decided that series of events wasn't for me.  so  rather than stress myself out [which results in escalated tics, over-eating, and a lack of sleep] i relaxed.
tuesday consisted of an hour of laying in the grass, soaking up the last bit of sunshine rexico has to offer, listening to classical music, and visualizing.  i guess this worked out pretty well because i got a 91% on my accounting final!  trust me, i was freaking out as much as you guys are.  did i mention that the average was in the low 60s?  yeah, still freaking out over here.
for some reason on wednesday my teachers decided to have class [all 4 of them].  so guess who gets to spend her wednesday at school from 10:15-4:45?  me.  but that's okay, because you guys get an amazing blog post out of it.
thursday [which has yet to come] will consist of me sleeping in as late as i please, taking my art/prop final from 2:00-3:30 [i'm going into that final with a 98.5%.  wish me luck.] and then studying my tuchas off for my econ final.  see, this is where it gets tricky, because i have an 88.8% going into the final, which means i have to get an A on the final to get an A in the class.  let's hope the power of positive thinking [along with mass amounts of studying] will work.


so i've been obsessed with this song since last friday and it's been on repeat for about 10 hours a day.  take a listen, relax, and have a phenomenal wednesday.

i love you all.  thank you for your support and prayers over the past semester/months/years.


xx Ollie

no good deed goes unpunished.

business class. 3:15-4:45. MW. not my favorite class. it's my last class of the day, last of 4 classes, and it's dark by the time i'm done. as i was packing up my bag after the first day of presentations, a friend put a note on my desk.  it said, "i think you are awesome, ali.  the best part of this class has been the feeling of acceptance i have felt from you.  my group has always undermined me in one way or another and i've felt like i didn't matter to any of them.  i'm grateful that you have taken the time to learn my name, invite me to your birthday party, and say hi to me.  i'll miss you next semester."


do you know how much that made my day? i think i'm still smiling. i am a firm believer that you should treat others as you want to be treated, and it's little instances like this that show you that your actions never go unnoticed.  in middle school i was the girl who had very few friends and appreciated when someone took time out of their [busy] social life to ask me a few questions about my day.  these people probably don't know the impact they've had on me, but to them i say thank you.


even if you don't realize it, most all of your actions go noticed by one individual or another.  it's comforting to know that there are still some people who still appreciate the little things in life -- the little comments, the little questions, and the little actions.  


no good deed goes without being notice, ladies [and gentlemen].  if you ever have doubts about asking someone about their day or inviting them to get lunch with you, just do it -- you never know what struggles they're going through.  


happy finals week.


xx ALi

hi cute girl

 we are adorkable.  no shame.

 cute birthday outfit for the cute birthday bitch.

 cute thanksgiving outfit [thanks for your clothes, ollie]

 there's nothing better than the last dress on the sale rack being your size. 

 red is my favorite color for a reason -- it makes me look so freaking attractive.

 my ankles were freezing all day.  but it was worth it.

 who said grunge couldn't be stylish?

 oh hi desert boots and $10 flannel.  don't you look lovely today.

favorite outfit of the semester. hands down.  so comfortable, yet so cute.

and sometimes i wonder why i'm still single.

xx ALi

tic talk.

last night my roommates, karrie [aka karrol], morgan, and i were talking.  they asked the dreaded question "ali, how can we make you have a new tic?"  i responded with the answer "you have to subconsciously instill the new word in my vocabulary".  i then proceeded to tell them a story of how in 10th grade my group of friends decided to say "meh" every chance they get.  they weren't trying to make it my tic [they actually told me i couldn't use that word...bitches], but since i was constantly hearing that horrific word, my brain decided that it needed to be my new tic.  so i kept saying "meh, meh, meh" and sounded like a duck.  <-- true story.  

so morgan and karrol decided that they wanted to make my new tic an inappropriate word.  let's just say this word is a male appendage.  whenever they said something, they would make sure to say that word 3,4,5 times in that sentence.  it was all fun and games until my brain actually started processing what was going on and i could feel this word becoming my new tic.  i might be okay with this, but there's a small piece of information that i forget to mention -- i have a humanities final IN THE CLASSROOM.  can you imagine how people would react if they heard me saying "penis" every 10 seconds during this 1 1/2 hour final?  that might be awkward...

so i can't really remember the point i was trying to make, but i hope you got a good laugh out of it.


happy wednesday, snitches.


xoxo ALi