N-2 Spring

Spring may be seen as one of the most favorite seasons of them all for people around the world, but I definitely have a different opinion. Sure, spring brings flowers and warmth, but it also brings stuffy noses and snotty tissues. Nothing makes my life more miserable than a full day of blowing my nose and hoping for a fast recovery. Also, my Dad doesn’t see having terrible allergies as a good enough reason to skip school, so I have to suffer through embarrassing days of school while blowing my nose all day. Terrible, just terrible. Another flaw about this “wonderful” season is that is brings too much rain. Sure, there is a lot of sunlight and warmth, but what’s the point when it’s going to be wet and muggy all day? There is none. If I were to list my favorite seasons in order from favorite to least favorite, it would have to go Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring. Spring is definitely the worst season out of them all for said reasons. Another thing… the beginning of spring is always pretty sketchy. You never know if it’s going to stay nice out or if you’re going to get a random burst of snow and have to deal with cold temperatures for another day or two. It’s probably the worst feeling ever having a beautiful spring day one day, then when you wake up the next morning you realize that its thirty eight degrees out and you need to wear a coat and all of that annoying stuff. Looking to my left, I can see that Joseph White’s blog about spring is pretty similar to mine in the fact that is sucks, but all I have to do is look to my right to see that it is one of Michael Steffan’s favorite seasons. I think he is out of his mind, but that’s just my opinion.

N-3 John and Mary's

I was recently employed at John and Mary’s right across from the doctor’s office on Broadway. It is actually my first job so I am pretty pumped to finally get a weekly paycheck. Nothing makes you feel worse than constantly having to ask your Mom or Dad for money whenever you want to go out to have a good time with your friends. I’m still on training so I’m not getting too many hours, but next week I should be on the regular schedule. Tomorrow is my best friend Gavin’s birthday, so I feel it is necessary to take a chunk out of today’s pay check and spend it on a wonderful gift for the man. My main priorities at John and Mary’s are as follows. Washing dishes, taking out the trash, making pizzas, and pretty much everything nobody else wants to do. It kind of sucks but I work with cool people so it equals out. The fellow co-workers that most of you would know are Ryan Sosnowski, Nick Maiorana, Makiah Husain, Miranda Chester, and many other people that don’t go to high school anymore. It’s a unique experience being the guy to make pizza for the people who buy it from John and Mary’s, and I feel the need to do my job the best that I can. Sometimes alternating between different pizzas to make sure they are all cooked right and have the right toppings can get a little confusing and strenuous, but I’m sure I will get used to it over time. I’m just glad that I’ll finally be making some sort of profit so I can give my Dad a break on loaning me a few bucks every now and then, because I know I would hate that if I was a father. So, yeah. Order a pizza.

N-1 Amber Breyer Interview

This week in blogs, Mr. Currin assigned me to have an interview with Amber Breyer, and I could ask her five questions of my choosing. After much contemplation and thought, I thought of the five most ingenious questions a human could ask. The first question was, “If you could relive one year of your life, which would it be and why?” Her response was a pretty simple one, that being freshman year because it was all of the easy classes. Very poor answer in my opinion, but who cares about me. Did I mention that she said Mr. Currin has lame ties? We won’t go there. The second question I asked Ms. Breyer was, “If you could live in any country besides America, which would it be and why?” After an excessive amount of time, she finally said that Australia would be the best place to live because she really likes Australian accents. The third question was my favorite question to ask, “If you were asked to name one of Mr. Currin’s flaws, which would it be and why?” She actually had more than one answer to this one, but the first thing she said was his weird facial expressions that make him look like he has buck teeth. Mr. Currin actually did a demonstration of what she was talking about, and it is definitely a flaw. Nothing to brag about at all. Another flaw of Mr. Currin’s (according to Amber) is that he tends to say that he is a big deal a lot to himself and many others in the district. The fourth question was, “Out of all the salad dressings out there, which one do you prefer the most?” Amber prefers Ranch dressing out of the rest because she enjoys it with chicken fingers, salads, carrots, and pretty much all foods. Except for ice cream. That’s gross. Last but not least, the final question was, “If you could punch either Kyle Klug or Phil Bifulco in the face, which would you choose and why?” The winner was Phil, because she T.A’s for his gym class, and apparently Phil brags about being good at every sport in gym. Amber went on to contradict that statement because he placed 6th place in the Badminton Tournament in gym class. Sounds like Phil got a little too confident, but Amber put him back in his place. That’s all.

M4 - 4 Wheeling Incident

I have 25 minutes to type a choice blog. Because there is no way I am going to take the time out of my Thursday night so I can finish here. So here goes. Today I am going to write about my incident yesterday that almost led me to believe that I was just in a dream. Yesterday me and my friend Adam Strasser decided to go four wheeling with my two four wheelers behind my house. Although, when we go four wheeling, we tend to go onto other people’s land. Don’t tell anybody though. This is a fiction story so you can’t use it against me. We were riding in the back, when my smaller and older four wheeler that Strasser was riding decided to stall out and not start. We were actually on our way back when it happened, so I didn’t even know it occurred until I was about a mile away and realized that he wasn’t behind me. So I turned off my four wheeler and listened to see if he was coming, but I didn’t hear anything. So I decided to turn around and try to find him. He was at the same spot where we decided to leave, and he was trying to start the four wheeler. I felt bad because clearly I left him trying to start a stalled four wheeler all by himself. I tried to start it and actually got it to, but unfortunately it came to a stop pretty quick and we gave up on it. Luckily we had a rope on the back of the other four wheeler so I could tow him back and we could deal with the problem another day. Unfortunately, when we got the other four wheeler started, it decided to die on us. So there we were, 2 miles away from my house at 7:30 at night, without any cell phones and two broken down four wheelers that weren’t even on my land. The only option that we had was to walk to Kyle Klug’s house which just so happened to be right down the road. We walked to his house, very muddy and tired. I knocked on his front door and asked him if he could give me a ride home because we had no other choice. He abided and gave us a ride home. It was a very uncomfortable ride, but that is beside the point. I got home and had to tell the whole tale to my Dad since he was clearly worried about me (or so I hope) since we were gone for so long with no return or phone call. So we walk over to my neighbor Gavin’s house and asked his Dad if we could use his pickup truck so we could wheel the four wheelers into the back of it and just take them home. He gave us permission and actually assisted us in the process. The four wheelers were a good quarter mile from the road, so Strasser and Ihad to run all the way to the four wheelers and then wheel them back. The one that I had to push had a tire off the rim, so it was extremely difficult. My Dad was also there to assist me because it was taking us so long to get back. It probably took a good fifteen minutes to get them to the gate that was blocking the driveway. I will also add that there were huge rocks on the sides of the gate to make it impossible for vehicles to just drive past the gate, so this gave us another problem. We had to lift the four wheelers over the rocks just to get them to the car, and this was probably the hardest part of the whole thing. As we were wheeling the four wheeler over the rocks, I was being cut up by thorns worse than I ever have before, and this has given me quite the amount of battle scars on my arms and legs. I was drenched in sweat by the time I got both of the four wheelers past the rocks. Once we got one of the four wheelers in the back of the truck, we found out that there was no way we were going to get both of them in there, so we decided to strap one of them into the back of my dad’s SUV. It didn’t fit perfectly, so they had to use a few ropes and cords to secure in place. Gavin’s father drove to my house with the one, and it me and my Dad took the longer way because there were less hills and it would secure a safe trip for the four wheeler, because it could easily fall out of the back of the car. I had to hold onto the back of the four wheeler from the passenger seat of the car for the entire ride, and it was a very difficult task. Strasser and I never thought that the situation would blow up to become the incident that it became. When we got home, I thanked Gavin’s father and apologized to my father for what had happened. He understood and said he would have done the same thing, because it really was the only thing that me and Strasser could have done. There was no other way out of it. I didn’t want to tell this story to literally everybody in person, so I figured I would write a blog about. So now if somebody asks what happened to my arm, I can just say read the blog. Easy as that.

M3 - Embarassing Moment

It was just another day in the life of Bill Penny. Wake up, shower, go to school, go home, and do nothing. Unfortunately for Bill, this day was going to be one of the most embarrassing days of school ever. First and second block went as usual. Advisement was about as boring as usual, but I’m sure I had a decent conversation with Mrs. Puntoriero. Then block 3A came around, and this is where the story begins. I ate my lunch and had small talk with the people around me. All of the sudden, I heard a dare being thrown around the table. The dare was to turn the lights off and on to give the kids the impression that lunch is over and they would stand up and leave the cafeteria, even though lunch is still in session. Pretty genius and hysterical idea if you ask me. So I did it. It worked without a single flaw. Everybody stood up, left the cafeteria, and the halls were crowded with students. The one lunch monitor went into the hall to try and hold them off from roaming the hallways, but her tactics were not working. Unfortunately, the lunch lady saw me do it. And she was pissed. So since her plan of getting the kids back into the cafeteria didn’t work, she figured writing me up would be the best decision for her to make. I didn’t know about the write up until fourth block came around when Mr. MacCowan decided to give my class a visit. I didn’t think anything of it because I didn’t think turning the cafeteria lights was a very big deal. That’s when it happened. The room was dead silent because he was in there, so no matter what he said, everybody was going to hear it. All I heard was, “If you flick the lights off again, I am going to flick you off.” This led to a red face, and sheer embarrassment. I also heard a crack of laughter coming Mr. Currin’s direction. Little does Mr. Currin know, but that hint of laughter has led me to create an evil plan to make him the most embarrassed person on Earth. Beware, Mr. Currin. Beware.

M2 - Texting and Driving

I am not one that would defend the right to text and drive, because I find it unreasonable and impossible. There is no possible way you can completely focus on a text message while you are focusing on driving and keeping out of harm’s way. Every time I’m in the car with somebody and I see them attempting to text somebody back while they are behind the wheel, I grab the phone from them. I’m not going to name names, but there is one individual in my grade who has the habit of texting and driving all of the time. Whenever I am in the car with him, I usually text people back for him rather than him attempting to do more than one thing at a time, especially while driving. I just recently started driving, and I’ll be the one to say that I don’t really see how it is possible to accomplish such a feat with good results. I can see texting at a red light or waiting for a train to pass, but during driving and turning seems like a very risky thing to do, and can very much risk the lives of others. I don’t believe statistics are very necessary to get my opinion across, seeing as there are going to be about 2 people who even read this entire thing. Seems like a wasted effort. Lots of people die because of texting and driving and that’s as simple as that. It is obviously something that shouldn’t be done, and there is that infamous ad by AT&T that depicts the result of texting and driving. Unfortunately, there are still kids out there that are not affected by the ads that attempt to change your mind, but they still text and drive anyways. Some people these days seem impossible to make them do the right thing.

M1 - A St. Patty's (Easter) Tradition

For this blog, we are supposed to write about our St. Patrick’s Day traditions. Unfortunately for me, I do not celebrate St. Patty’s day. This doesn’t really make sense seeing as my grandmother is one hundred percent Irish, but whatever. The blog says that if you do not celebrate the holiday, then we should write about another family tradition. One family tradition that I have is Easter. On Easter, my Dad’s side of the family all gathers at my house and eats and all of those other fun things. Every year, the older kids and adults hide eggs throughout the yard, and the little kids go to look for the eggs when they are all hidden. Each egg has a number in it, and there is a sheet with the numbers on it with prices ranging from twenty five cents, to almost two dollars. Depending on whatever eggs you got, that will determine how much money you get. This is great for kids because there is nothing more desirable as a kid than money. Easter isn’t as exciting for me anymore though, because I am now considered one of the older kids, so I don’t get any money like all of the younger kids. That’s all my Easter usually consists of, nothing too exciting. We don’t have any special meals or anything like that. I really don’t know what else to type about since that is all of what my Easter consists of, and my family literally does nothing about St. Patrick’s Day. It’s going to be tough to fit about forty more words into this blog about literally nothing, but I’ll give it a shot. I wonder if Mr. Currin actually reads this…. I guess this is a pretty good way to find out. I want you, Mr. Currin, to confront me about this and tell me that you read this. Thank you.

L2 - Biggest Fears

There are many things to be afraid of in this world, that which includes spiders, the dark, and aliens. I’m not so scared of these things than I am to other things. The main thing that scares me the most out of everything else on this Earth is Slender Man. For those who don’t know what I’m talking about, it is a very tall man/creature that is seen wearing a suit. The particular thing about this guy is that he has no face, and he tends to be able to disappear whenever he wants. There is a popular YouTube series on him called “Marble Hornets”. It’s a series of videos that show this guy walking around trying to figure out why this man is following him and what he wants. It’s surprisingly realistic and it always creeps me out to think about it when I’m walking alone at night. I highly advise you watch the entire series of videos if you want to see something scary. Another thing that I am scared of would have to be ghosts. Not just any old ghosts though, the ones that actually do scary stuff. I think it would be cool to have a ghost in the house that does little things because you would always be on your toes and it would be cool to have a conversation with it. I would be scared if it was one of the ghosts that actually attacks you and stuff like that because then there is nothing you can really do about it. The final thing that absolutely terrifies me is Mr. Currin. He is such a scary looking man, and I don't see how anybody can withstand staring at him for more than five seconds with soiling themselves. He likes to pick on students and other faculty members, and everybody is always paranoid with whatever joke he will say about you next. Also, I heard he is going to participate in the Mustache March, which would be a site to see.