Taking the path of Wundt. Average to excellent.

Dear studying,

It's funny how good I feel when I'm studying. It's not funny in the way of "like, who enjoys studying??" its funny in the way that I enjoy learning far more than anything else I spend my free time on, and yet.... It's the last thing I get around to doing. I feel intelligent, useful, productive, and most significantly, like a whole person when my mind is actively engaged in something. I like the challenge of mastering new material. I love the thrill of knowing. I love to teach others what I know. There is a thrill in translating knowledge from one person to another.

I'm also terrified to disappoint, to fall short. I'm so terrified that sometimes I choose to not participate when it seems like I could fail. (when in reality, I have failed de facto by not participating at all)

So, I'm challenging myself. I'm all in. Learning or.... Learning. There is no acceptable alternative.

Love,
Allison

your babies will be fat with flat noses.

Dear US drug companies,

make more online Ads like this one: http://planbonestep.com/index.aspx?page=coupon !

and for those non-existent american readers of this blog, Don't worry! When I asked my girlfriend about the side effects she experienced she said "It's only ever made me nauseous." and hey, you're nauseous for far longer when you're preggers!

prevent implantation, people.

Love, Allison

It's like an Alberta version of Jersey Shore.

Dear where-I-grew-up,

It's amazing to look around and instantly recognize whether or not a person is currently living there.

Female: Caked on make-up, and strongly color-blocked hair.
Male: Chubby, and hung-over.

Pretty glad I don't fit in, and never did.

Love,
Allison

Dear Ashley,

Thanks for the random evening out. Spending time with you is exhilarating! You and I are complementary like Wine and Cheese. ...of the two, I'm definitely the cheese.

Love Always,
Allison

Dear Beautiful Weather,

What a lovely autumn we are going to have if you keep up. Look forward to a great future with you.

Love Always,

Allison

Dear Physiotherapist,

You have single-handedly pushed, pulled, rubbed and coaxed my neck and shoulder back into functional shape. You're the best. Really! (No thanks to the giant metal object that caused all the trouble.)

Love, Allison

Dear lost friends and old photos,

Thanks for being found.

Love, Allison