when I was nine years old I met a girl named allison who changed my life forever. She tought me so much about myself that she doesnt really even understand what an impact she made upon my life. It should be mentioned that allison is not dead. she is still here and going strong. But she is moving "forever" to Michigan and to all my Michigan cats out there, no offense to you, but this sucks hardcore. Im sure most people dont give a damn about this tiny blog that i'm sure has maybe one reader besides myself, and thats fine, im not here to change the world.
My Allison always beated to a different drum. We dated for a whole day in forth grade. I watched her change about 700 times, including turning into a lesbian and back again, having nickle desease, rocking pants that oprah could fit in, having just about every hair color possible and being scared to death of vomit. She said to me "jared i can never have your baby because im scared of its puke". lol..wait to go allie, no kids cause they will puke in ur general direction.
Allison has balls. i still rememeber the ban on southpark set up by our fifth grade teacher. and allison rocked that fuckin south park shirt the very next day all proud and with a big smile on her 10 year old face. Of course, somehow i got the blame for it, because I was apparently at the source of all evil that was our graduating class. well me aaron, sammy and allison. Or all the times we played spin the bottle, or beat up max and justin, or played with beanie babys (our version of webkinz)or got chased by cindy (allison jr). Or when for a brief 19 days i was tottaly in love with sara (but alas, my friend matt banged her first). I told allison i didnt like her cause she farted apparently. it should be pointed out i still dont remember saying this but girls never forget shit, cause there like elephants.
Allison started out as a nice little jewish girl with red hair and a voice like a canary. her mom made all her outfits. she was cute, nice, and outgoing. she's still cute and nice and outgoing. whether she actually farted or not, its completely irrelivent. I still love her anyway. you can love and not be in love. there two different concepts. gay jake tells allison he loves her all the time. obviously he likes weiners, but not this one. at least like that (sorry jake i coulsnt resist please dont hate me).
My aunt and uncle whom i love very much live in fl for half the year. They fly in once and a while and visit, but half the year there gone. I have a key to there house, im comfortable enough to call them one of my many sets of parents that have seemed to spring up within the last two years, but they arnt here for a big chunk of time. at least i know there coming back. Allison, if you ever stumble upon this, know u are loved at least by me if not by many more people then u may believe.
"I wish you would step of that ledge my friend, cut ties with all the lives that youve been living in, and if you never want to see me again, I will understand"- old song, forget who sings it... maybe the wallflowers? or third eye blind. I helped allison through suicide. she was there for me when my mom passed away and while i was slowely becoming brain dead in the hospital. and she basically saved my life without even knowing it. We've been through so much, shes gone from wetting the bed as a child to wetting the bed from being shit faced.. and i cant trust anyone as much as her, at least not another peer in my own age group.
so where is everyone now? sammie is a dyke, aaron is a fucking marine and an un stable physcopathic nut case, and of course, now allison, the last one left is moving away forever to beaocme god who knows what. 13 years is along time to know someone.
1 <3 allie, u will be missed
