Bio

10 Most Important Things You Need to Know About Me, in no particular order:

1. Linkin Park The Social Network and everything about it is my mere existence.
2. I’m an atheist.
3. I’m trans asexual? gay? Not sure, still.
4. I have generalized anxiety disorder, depression, obsessive-compulsive disorder, and panic disorder.
5. The most important people in my life are my mom and my best friends. They’re the reasons I haven’t killed myself.
6. I have the most crude, perverted, horrible, fucked up mind of anyone you will ever meet.
7. I have zero compassion and the only emotion I really feel on a regular basis, other than anxiety, is self-hatred.
8. I’m proud to be a Missourian but ashamed to be an American.
9. I’m so much like House it’s scary.
10. If you want to get along with me, three things: be brutally honest; compliment me a lot; call me sir or other masculine names, never ma’am or other feminine names.

Other Still Important Need-To-Know Things

11. I’m a writer. I love creating things.
12. I have just about no shame.
13. The Social Network has elevated to LP-status. This means I am beyond obsessed with the movie and the fandom and the actors.
14. I get lonely a lot, then I wire in and it gets better.
15. I’m more a gay man than anything else.
16. My mind is powerful and I take advantage of it.

Full Name
Allison -Something- -Something-

Nicknames
Missouri Slim
All
Ally
A-Mak

Birthday
August 1, 1993

Birth Sign
Leo/Rooster (I’m a pussy-cock.)

Height
Erm 5’4″-ish

Eyes
Green

Hometown
West Plains, Missouri

Occupation
Obsessive LP, WordPress, and Twitter fan

Interests
LP, computers, Internet, Asians, bananas, unicorns, tic-tacs, House

Favorite Places
my room

Favorite Bands
LP, FM, DBS
Alexi Murdoch, Imogen Heap, Metric, Passion Pit, Third Eye Blind, Black Eyed Peas, OneRepublic

Favorite Movies
LP DVD’s
I Love You Man, The Hangover

Fashion Influences
actually, to be truthful, one of my mom’s past lesbian students. She’s in the room right now. Basically, sweats. I wear sweats a lot.

Favorite Quotes
“The goal in life is not to eliminate misery. It’s to keep misery to the minimum.” -House
“Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back, and never moving forward so there’d never be a past.” -Easier to Run, LP

Top 5 Favorite Foods
pizza, Poptarts, Baked Ruffles Cheddar and Sour Cream, candy, more pizza

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My name is Allison, but call me All. I prefer it. Linkin Park is my life. I’m obsessed with Linkin Park. Sad but true.
 
I’m a very anxious person by nature. I’m sensitive with smells and touching things. OCD sets in when I don’t want it to. But I figure that’s life. Germ-x helps a shitload.
 
I write a little. It’s all shitty. I’m not creative at all; for some reason I get random ideas in my head, and I don’t want to lose them so I write them down. That’s why I continue to write–mostly forcing myself and random ideas I’ve gotten in the shower or when I’m half asleep.
 
Like I said, I’m not a creative person. I can’t draw, I can’t write, I don’t think outside of the box. I over-analyze everything until it’s over or I drive myself crazy. My future probably involves a few years in a mental hospital, living with cats, and working with computers, NOT people. I’m not a people person in the least–however: when I’m online, that changes. Sometimes. Some of my best friends are online, and I don’t know what I would do without them. Brendan makes me smile everyday. Mich is my LP buddy. My writing buddy. The such.
 
I’m obsessed with the following: Linkin Park, of course; bananas; Asians; gay issues.
 
I’m addicted to the following: Dr. Pepper (literally, I get headaches if I don’t drink a can every morning); the Internet; Linkin Park; I’d like to think WordPress, but..not really.
 
Things that make me happy:
My friends..sometimes
My cats
Bananers, Asians, sparkles, gay stuff
The font Arial. Don’t ask.
When Fortney says that one phrase. (“You should have seen the bad-ass stereo system we bought!”)
When someone tells me that he or she saw an Asian and thought of me.
My computer.
 
I hate:
People, in general.
The word fag.
Green Day, My Chemical Romance, so many more…
When my phone is almost dead.
Generally the font Times New Roman. It’s so overused.
When I can’t think of a word.
 
I used to like Transformers. Not anymore.
I used to like comic books. Not anymore.
I used to be a geek wannabe. Not anymore.
Now I’m just..me. Awkward, crazy, random, weird, anxious, moody, depressed, bubbly, creeper, obsessed.
 
Talk to me if you want…just be warned. I implode on a regular basis.
 
-All

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My name is All. I love Linkin Park. I love my cats. I suffer from anxiety and depression. I’m obsessed with anything to do with gays. I’ve been compared to a gay man. I love divas, glamorous heels, and guy on guy porn. House is my favorite tv show. South Park, Family Guy, V, Flashforward, Stargate Universe, Secret Life, and VH1 Top 20 Countdown are close seconds. I try to write but most of the time I fail. I have a droid eris that at this point I couldn’t live without. I love WordPress. I’m addicted to Dr. Pepper. My favorite nickname someone has given me is Missouri Slim. I love hip hop and otherwise being a butch. I Love You, Man is my favorite movie. The only thing I can eat a lot of without getting sick is pizza. I cuss a lot, but never in front of adults…unless I’m with my friends. I take pride in being the only one in my group that seems to know everything perverted. I love cheesy jokes. Music is my escape. I’m proud to be a Missourian. I’ve been assumed a lesbian and it makes me laugh when I hear the whispers. I turn into an insane fangirl when it comes to LP. I have the worst attention span of anyone you’ll meet. When I can’t think of what to say, I seem to say I like cheese. I’d sell my left foot to get therapy. I’d give my right foot too, just to stay in it and fix…this. In the summer I sleep in boxers. I’ve been known to wear them under jeans. I’m going to turn 17 this August. I don’t have a job and I don’t have my license or my permit. I like to laugh. I love Twitter. I generally tend to hate people. I’m hardly creative; I’m more logical. My memory blows…except when it comes for things that don’t matter, like House and Friends quotes and LP facts. Things get “old” to me really fast; I’ve gone through a lot of blogs and accounts on sites I don’t even go to anymore. I hate when artists title their album with one of the hit songs. The album title should be collective, not just one song to be stuck with forever. I kick ass at karaoke…at least rapping. I have a swagger. Often, I laugh randomly at shit I don’t even know or find funny. I’m a sucker for Arial font. Google makes me really happy. When people scare me and I jump, I get really pissed off. I hate crying. I love suicide stories, newspaper articles, that kind of thing. I love anything dark. My favorite scene in Inglorious Basterds is the theater scene. I freakin’ love it. Bill Maher is magical to me. I spend most of my time in solitude in my dark room. My vocabulary sucks. I’m a second year French student, and I’d continue it, but I don’t have room in my schedule. And I hate the class…but I will most definitely miss the language. I’m planning on pursuing something in the computer field. Computers are logical, plus I wouldn’t have to deal with people, which is always a plus. I say the phrase “gives me a pussy boner” a lot. I’m not a hermaphrodite, it’s just a figure of speech. I use the word fuck for emphasis. When I get excited and I’m at the computer, I can’t hold a conversation because I just type gobbledy-gook. “LKBDSIVUBXLDK NXLKdjlxkvbdoij:LKJSfLSKjfabvoij” for example. Sometimes when I’m at home I wear lens-less glasses. I write on my Converse. I’m really awkward. I don’t make new friends very often…all my friends are, well, awkward like me. There’s a chance I’m transgendered. Contrary to popular belief, I am not a lesbian, and I’m not bi either. I actually think I’m asexual, but then again that could be a reaction to all the guy-on-guy porn I read. I love sparkles and I love unicorns. And rainbows, I love rainbows a lot. Duct tape is freaking awesome. I refuse to use the word “legit”. I enjoy watching dancing, when I’m in the mood. I love car games on my PS2. All my clothes are either unisex or guy clothes. And most of them are bland colors- gray, white, blue. When I was in fourth grade I actually got into a fight with my friend about whether it’s spelled “gray” or “grey”. I tried “grey” for a while, because that’s how LP spelled it for Leave Out All the Rest, but it always bugged me. My handwriting is dope on my good days. I love Staple notebooks. I’m very picky about a lot of things…paper, food, clothes. When my mom or James has the door to the garage open, and I want something out of the fridge, which is right by the door to the garage, I have to close the garage door and then open the fridge. It has something to do with CFC emission. Easter is my favorite holiday; I love the pretty colors and the candy. I hate dogs with a deep passion. The quote from Friends, “I’ve tried so hard not to become my mother, I became my father!” as Rachel Greene said it when she and Joey were on the boat that Joey bought at the auction because he thought it was a Price is Right kind of deal, could have been taken from my life. I don’t like seeing my father; I’ve been known to avoid him. I used to love Walmart, but now it’s all eh. My friends and I have an epic plan for the summer. My life missions are the following: find orange pants to wear, be able to sing Escape (The Pina Colada Song) on cue, and many other things that are random. Eggs make me barf. Seriously, they smell like ass. I’m very sensitive to smells. When my room smells weird and I’m already anxious, I have to spray Cotton Candy perfume to mask it. When I get small panic attacks, it’s always in my throat; my throat feels like it’s closing up. I used to get it daily my freshman year, then they went away, now they’re back, but I don’t get them as much. If I don’t drink Dr. Pepper in the morning, I get a massive headache by 5 in the afternoon. I’ve been like that since I can remember; in daycare I’d get headaches. My all-time favorite breakfast is Cini-minis from Burger King. I love suicides…the drink kind. There’s a gas station in town that when I get suicides there, it tastes like bubble gum. When I was little, I decided my first job would be at Burger King. I’m not sure what it’ll be. I’m obsessed with Asians. I’ve trained my friends to the point that when they see an Asian, they think of me and text me. They’ve even been known to send me a picture of the Asian they saw. I’ve been on medication since second grade. Second grade I got my night anxiety meds, and in fourth grade I got my day antidepressant meds. Fourth grade was the worst year of my life; it was when I developed really bad obsessive-compulsive disorder. After that I moved to a new school, thank goodness. Then for seventh grade I started at my current school. That was also a bad year, but for different reasons. I’ve never met my dad’s dad, but my father gave me a picture of him, and I treasure it. I collect movie tickets. I’ve seen Star Trek two and a half times in the theater, and I’ve seen Transformers 2 three times. I used to like Transformers, in fact I even have little Transformers toys, but I only liked them because of LP’s part in the movies. I have a weird thing for towels; when we go places for more than a few days or for a weekend, I bring my Transformers towel. I’ve slept with the same stuffed animal, Misty, ever since I can remember. For at least six months now, I’ve worn the LPU9 pick on a necklace. I sleep with it on and take showers with it on. I hate chocolate. I love vanilla milkshakes. As House says, “hope is for sissies”. Also from House, “the goal in life is not to eliminate misery. It’s to keep misery to the minimum”. The song that describes my life is Easier to Run by LP. The song that describes my mind is Part of Me by LP. I’m writing this because I’ve had a self-definition problem lately. This should help…maybe.

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