Introduce Yourself

Who I Am

Hello one and all. My parents named me Allison King, but I’ve gone by Allie most of the 19 years that I’ve been living. I’m from the suburbs of Minnesota, just east of the Twin Cities. I’m a primarily English-speaking college student on medical leave from Gustavus Adolphus College in southern Minnesota. I plan to be a Biology major with a focus in neurology, and I may decide to be pre-med. I am shooting for a Spanish minor.

I’m the youngest of three kids in a fairly normal midwestern family. Until I discovered the non-traditional arts similar to that of photoshop, I thought I was the only child in my family without artistic talent. Being the youngest, I always have a whole lot to say and I think I word myself quite nicely. I am, in fact, a published non-professional poet as of September 2011.

Contrary to the average teenager I get along with my parents and siblings pretty well—my family is my support system. Also contrary to the average teenager I’m not afraid to admit this.

Similar to the average teenager I enjoy spending my time lazing about and getting high dosages of rest and relaxation. My definition of rest and relaxation, however, is also a bit off. I like to spend my “Allie” time developing websites, working with programming, and learning things that are difficult for me to comprehend. I take the saying “you learn something new everyday” to heart, pushing myself to exceed the word “something“.

How I Got Started In Design

I live where Internet is just learning to visit, but that hasn’t stopped me from becoming a self-proclaimed internet addict in the healthiest of all ways. The internet is where I taught myself my first true passion: web design. This passion started a never-ending string of passions, all centered around design and web development.

My interest started by learning what a source code is, and has developed from there. I found myself fascinated with a language that had to be obeyed, a language that was entirely under your control. For me, this new language meant that whatever it was I saw in my head could come out on a page. Perhaps this “power hunger” stems from being the youngest child, but the idea that I could make something fit exactly what I imagined blew my mind.