Allison Woodling

April 24, 1997


Oh my, what a week it's been...first I'll give you the run-down. Friday just rocked. Mike, Pete and everyone was in town...oh, and Erica too. I went to Xi at 8:00 pm for beer pong and some Jack D, and very quickly got bored with the boys. So I decided to go to Paul's Deli to catch up with Erica . Lo and behold...I walk in and am immediatly bombarded with awesome people I hadn't seen in ages. Well, let me tell you, that was the drunkest I have ever seen DJDave. It was kind of cute though 'cause he was all smiles with his girly drinks. So, I had to introduce him to another girly drink--the Slow Gin Fizz. He liked it. What do you know? I gave him his first Amaretto Sour and now his first Fizz. I guess I know how to pick them. I had a really good time but I ended up leaving pretty early. I had to leave due to a kind of frustrating, awkward situation. I really didn't want to leave everyone, but my head (thank God) was screwed on Friday night. Pete watched out for me and he and Mike walked me home.

Saturday after lunch with Dana and Bill...oh, and Erica...I felt icky. And all day I felt icky. Then I was supposed to take pictures of Kappa's formal but since I was icky I decided to stay home. I guess it was like 8:00 or so when Kathy Donaldson walked into my room. She told me to move to my bed and I claimed I was there. I guess I had passed out on my bedroom floor, face down. So feeling icky...I slept. Sunday, I was icky still and even ickier on Monday I went to the Health Center where I got ots of pills. Tuesday was a bit better and yesterday was pretty good. Today I am rocking and ready to go to The Bar tomorrow.

I am done with all of my classes, except for one piano lesson and my Jury on Saturday.

I have a question for you guys. I can't remember if I have addressed the issue here or not, so bear with repetition if necessary. If you could change any one thing about yourself, what would you change?

I have wanted to change the same thing for almost 10 years. I asked for it on my tenth birthday and since then I have asked for it every living day. I wish I could sing decently. I love to sing, I do it in the shower all the time, and when I am alone I sing myself to sleep as I have since I was a child. I don't want to make a career of it, I just wish I had the talent and confidence to pull of a simple tune. I would love to sing in a choir or small group. Bottom line is I have no sense of tone and my range is rediculously small. If I tried out for the Women's Chorus (which I would love to be able to do) I fear the worst. The audition alone scares me. So there you have it. I wish more than anything that I could sing. What would you change?


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