huh. well, i guess i won't have to ponder how to pay for the new school anymore, cause i'm not going. i got in, and now i'm going. great. fabulous, really. i'ms uch a brat, but it's just that, like pretty much everyone, i've wanted to go to new york since forever- it's like the place to go when you don't fit anywhere else. but, because of le divorce, i cannot, so it's looking like ub or buff state for me, of wherever looks like they have the best writing program. blah. so much for childhood dreams.

me and (e:matt) abd (e:paul) and (e:terry) and (e:mike) didn't go to allen street. we are geting pizza and mroe than fifteen wings. peace out (e:homies)

another post no one cares about on the subject of my photo project, woohoo!
ohkay. so tomorrow, at a little past three, i'm taking my friend charlie down elmwood to shoot some pictures of her. she's this really ADORABLE little fifteen year old sweetheart, and we're putting her in little innocent dresses and, praying that there's some light out, we're gonna shoot a bit in and around the elmwood laundry place. i want to try and juxtapose her little cutie patootie innocence with griminess and city-ness and whatnot, so if anyone has any suggestions of places on elmwood that are within walking distance of the cafe aroma corner (because our school is right behind aroma), that'd be pretty sweet.
also, if anyone wants to get in on the modeling action still, please call/aim/email/messenger pigeon me, and we'll figure something out for this weeked.

on that note, what's going on for tomorrow/saturday evenings? hopefully a hang out session can be arranged.

until then,
alison.



p.s. (e:leetee): for you, i'd wear a low-cut blouse, AND the tight jeans. oh yeah, that's what i'm talkin' bout.

ohkay. so this weekend i reallyreallyreally need to get out and take some still life/portrait shots for my photography class, i mean likeWHOA. so pleasepleaseplease, if anyone is interested in meeting up on the strip somewhere and letting me photograph you, i would be ohsograteful.

i'll even wear a low-cut blouse.

Reefer Madness
Something To Think About, by Alison Skalyo

    As a correspondent for Sem Spotlight, I have been given a great opportunity in the form of two minutes during which to share my thoughts on subjects of relevance that effect not only our small community, but also the global community. I will come to you live, at 8 in the morning, at various times in the year, with my segment entitled, ‘Something To Think About’.
    For my first report, I have chosen the phenomena of Reefer Madness. Look up the term ‘marijuana’ on Yahoo and you will be given 27,600,000 responses. Marijuana, otherwise known as ‘pot’ or ‘weed’, is a drug used both medicinally and recreationally. There has been much controversy in the past years over how the usage of the drug should be controlled in the United States. Medicinally, marijuana helps sick people everyday. Recreationally, the drug is illegal in this country and been used as a scapegoat for various points of human error. Is this valid? Does the use of marijuana lower students’ grades, heighten devious tendencies in the otherwise innocent, or generally deteriorate the value of the American people?
    I say that it does not, at least not any more than tobacco or alcohol, both of which are legal in this country. Do people not get into car accidents every single day as a result of drinking? Do people not die every minute as a result of lung cancer?
    Despite our trusty governments’ best efforts, marijuana is the most commonly used illegal drug in this country. Maybe the government’s voice would be better received if our current President would not refuse to speak on the subject of marijuana, or even consent to take a drug test. Regardless, marijuana is a focal point for many different aspects of American culture, including music, literature, and other forms of entertainment.
    I speak now as just one Democratic female student living in a country run by aging male Republicans, but this is what I have to say:
    There are many negative results from the use of marijuana, just as there are negative results of drinking alcohol or smoking cigarettes. Shouldn’t the American people have the right to decide which bad decision they’re going to make on any given day? I say, tax the stuff and sell it in stores with restrictions similar to those on alcohol and tobacco. Let’s have the government take a more active role in educating America on marijuana use, not just the after-school special, straight-A student-gone-wrong stereotype. Who knows? If the stuff made Bob Dylan accomplish what he has, maybe it will aid our fearless President in his international negotiations.
    I do not ask that you take these thoughts as gospel, but I do ask that you step out from your usual line of thought, and consider it something to think about.
    Thank you.