Hola, Aloha, Howdy, Hello. Whatever language you speak.

Hello internet community.

I'm Mary-Allyn (which is pronounced Allen) but for this little blog o' mine, a simple "MA" will suffice. I prefer it anyway. It sounds kinda cool, don't you think? My friends haven't picked up on it yet.

Let's just get a few warnings out there for you guys, hmm? I'm about six different people all mashed up and crammed into one body. I'm the dreamer, hopeless romantic, cynic, pessimist, lonely, loud, shy, insane, bitter, sarcastic girl. Of course, thankfully they don't all come out at once. One day I may be the loud, funny, bold girl, and the next I may curl up in my bed and be bitter about everything in the world.

I also tend to ramble and rant, quote songs and movies without warning, change subjects quickly and unlogically and...I guess you could just call me a little ADD.

I'm a writer. And I don't mean that lightly. I'm absolutely addicted to it. I also act. When you put a writer and an actor together, it makes for a quite interesting combo; especially when I sit down to write. I become the characters, which makes for rather embarrassing moments. I get extremely emotionally attached to movies and stories. I cried four -- I repeat four -- times during UP. Yes, the children's movie.

Music is my therapy -- when I can't seem to get the motivation to write. I have playlists for any and every mood. Give me a mood and I can call up about 80-90 songs just from my own music library to fit the mood. I will listen to anything once -- except rap and folk. Sorry, I just draw the line there. Rock, R&B, Country, Alternative, Pop...I listen to at least a few songs from almost every genre. In my opinion, iTunes was like, the best invention we ever got.

I should also forwarn (is that the right spelling? Hmm...) you that my mood fluctuates daily. The thing about being the dreamer hopeless romantic is that when my pessimist reality hits me, I fall hard. Being the writer/actress I am, I've always been trying to make my life into a movie. I've been trying to find the prince riding in from the horizon, the adventure that happens to the bored girl to make her life what she's always wanted, but all I've ever gotten was a harsh dose of my pessism showing me that it just isn't going to happen.

I've finally recently come to terms with the fact that I have to take charge of my own life and make it the movie (which is always complete with the soundtrack from my trusty iPod touch, Hubert.) Sidenote: I should mention I like to name inanimate objects that are important to me. The list, as of now, includes my car, cellphone, and iPod. Back to the topic! Though I know I can make it happen, that it's meant to happen, my heart is still trying to fit this into a movie.

I go through depressions, and you guys may see some angsty stuff written in these blogs, especially coming up in the next few days. Ew, boy troubles. (I'll post more on that later. Trust me, I'll want to vent it all out later.) I've never been technically diagnosed. My parents never believed me. I act every day of my life. I'm strong for my friends. I don't think I've hardly ever cried in front of them before. I pretend to just write it all off (such as heartbreak) and that I'm fine the next day. I hope in their eyes, I look invincible. That is very far from reality. But, let's not depress everyone with that story today, shall we?

More quirks about MA! I've been called Grammar Nazi (by my loving gay best friend/back-up husband Gregory. More about him another post as well), I tend to get angry if numbers aren't even or ending in five (you should see me at gas pumps.), and if you do not close a door COMPLETELY, I will yell and make you come back and shut it the last half-inch. I know random phrases/words from my two years of Spanish class and occasionally throw a random Spanish word in the sentence. You may want to open your translators! I kid. I procrastinate majorly and call most of the people I love "losers." If I call you a loser, don't feel bad. I love you! :]

Okay, enough of me for now. I hope you return and see how much more insane I get. If not then...well, I'll miss you?

Mucho loves.
MA.