I am writing about why I believe the resent seating arrangement is absolutely ludacris. Why did you move me in the first place ? I have been doing my blogs and articles ! I mean I know I wasn’t doing too good but I did bring my grade up. So that makes no sense for me to get moved. Its not like Miranda And I sit and talk 24/7 we just occasionally fight on who gets what seat. We have a little problem with the seating. We both tend to like the seat closest to the wall. I really don’t know why. Maybe because the wall is right there and you are able to lean on it and slightly tilt your computer and sit very comfortably. We used to just do, who ever got there first and was sitting and loged in. But then we worked out a system on whoever gets to class first, and puts their mouse on the monitor. But she tends to cheat now and leave her class early just so she can put her mouse up there and have the seat. Well I didn’t like that. So now we are currently on a schedule, every other day we switch. But recently my seat got moved which voided it. But I’m sitting in the my original seat today and I do not believe Mr. Currin noticed. And really I think I am supposed to be sitting by the wall today MIRANDA ! You cheater ! So rember that, Monday AND Tuesday I get to sit in MY seat. No matter what. So there. Well that’s only in effect if Mr. Currin doesn’t move me and pinkey back to how he wanted it. I really hate sitting over there. It really smells funny and they listen to really weird music really loud.

Where are the cupcakes ?!

I think that’s the question we are all asking right about now.  So Kathleen, what are your doing with your life ? Why is it that you could not find the 45 minutes last night to make us those delicious pieces of art ? WHY KATHLEEN ! They are sooo good. Last time we had them was like 5 years ago. But I remember it just like it was yesterday. I really thought they were gross at first but as soon as I bit into then my life changed. They were officially the best cupcakes I EVER had in my entire life. How do you make them ? How Kathleen ? Do you just make normal cupcakes and then do some kind of magic with them and the pudding just appears ? Ya know what, I think it just has to be magic. Do the Lepercons help you with that ? I hear they like to bake. But you deff need to make then again like soon. Because I think in going through withdrawal. Or you could make then for me for Christmas ! do that ! Ill come into the WAC or you could even bring them to my house. Or we could have a secret meeting in the back of the Ames parting lot. Uhh. Maybe not. That would be kind of sketchy. I think bad people do bad things behind that complex. So maybe we shouldn’t do the deal behind there. Could you imagine the police coming and seeing that ! They would get all suspicious when it’s really just cupcakes. Hah. So just bring them in on whatever day we get bacl from break. And no one will get hurt. Like your cat. He will get the boot. You know where.
Word word word word. 300

Kathleen’s 80s Eyesores

Sense the beginning of the year I have made many new friends and few enemies too. I am not going to get into the detail but I will name one of them. Kathleen Herter. AKA totts, she is the kind of person I can’t even put into a category. Some days she is most definitely one of my enemies and sometimes one of my good friends. I actually even have a special place in her agenda. It is called the “banana licker.” Every  time I give her a dirty look she puts one tally under the title. We started this chart on the date of December 9^th at 1:43 pm. And it is in effect until the last day of school. And maybe we will continue it next year too. It’s actually pretty relieving. Have you ever had a bad day and just wanted to give someone a really dirty look ? And possibly punch then in the teeth ? I have, I do indeed flash her at least 3 or 4 dirty looks per day but I have never once punched her in the teeth. If I was to do that I do believe she would, Place prank calls to my home at all hours of the day and night from a blocked number, Write a message in weed-killer on my lawn, Shave off one of my eyebrows, With a friend, drag me outside in the middle of the night and duct tape me to a tree, Bake me brownies as a "peace-offering”, but use laxative chocolate, or just burn my house down. But this whole blog was really supposed to be about her tacky 80s shoes. Haha there like neon pink and just really retro. I think she needs to move out of the 80s and get a real pair of shoes. That s all. Bye !

Beauty comes from more places than one. Every single person has beauty somewhere and somehow. Many people only look at outer beauty and that’s how people usually get labeled. Which is not right at all, people are more than looks. This labeling happens all the time, you may not see it or partake in it but it happens. This is how “clicks” begin and if you’re not in one then your labeled a loser or an outcast. Most in that category may not have an outer beauty which people find attractive and that’s when people get hurt and upset. Some people may not be found beautiful on the outside and most likely will never get the chance to show their beauty on the inside.

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I have learned a lot throughout this class. It really has made me a better writer. I used to be so generic. I kind think I really came out of my average box that I was in. The topics for the blogs are always odd and even sometimes interesting. And I do complain a lot about them but usually when I get a hook on what to right about I can fly through them pretty quick. I really don't have a favorite thing to write about. as long as it’s not like fantasy and things we just have to make up on spot. I have a really good imagination but when it comes to blogs where we just have to pull something out of nowhere that's where I draw the line. I just can’t do it or it just ends up really weird. But if it’s something like real life experiences or everyday things I can do it. I also learned to use a thesaurus a lot. It just makes everything sound better in the end. But yeah that’s all I have learned I think. This class really “freshened me up” for English class and really helped me I think. Because I was definitely very rusty in the beginning of the year and this class gave me the boost I needed. So yeah that’s pretty much it, now in just going to ramble on a little bit. As we speak Mr. Librock is eating a grapefruit and it smells really good and I kinda think I might have Amy stop at topps on the way home so I can get a few. Or maybe Wegmans, all their produce are soo much better. Oh that reminds me. I have to find my grapefruit spoon. It has gone missing ! I must find the culprit who has stolen it.

I have been worried about my little Sarah lately, shes just not the same. She has been coming home past curfew and talking back and most off all skipping school ! Said Miss. Cady to her boss Glen. Well what are you doing about it ? Glen said. Well there’s really nothing I can do ? I try to call and call and she just doesn't answer and if I try talking to her in person she just usually ignores me and walks away annoyed. I just some know what to do anymore. Said Miss. Cady. Hmm, what if you asked your neighbors if they have been seeing her doing anything out of the ordinary. They would all probably be the first to know seeing she usually wants to be no where close to home. What if you asked old Bertha Smith over on Lollypop Lane ? She sees everything. Shes the one who told my little Timmy has been taking off his hat and gloves after I walk him to the bus stop. And ohh did he get a stern talking to about what happens when body parts get too cold. Says glen. What happens ? Says Miss. Cady. THEY FALL OFF ! Yelled Glen. Well then maybe I will have to have a little chat with her says Miss. Cady. Well Miss. Cady flew right over to Bertha’s house and interviewed her soo in depth you would swear she had just seen bigfoot. And could only get one phrase to come out of her mouth. THE GNOMES ARE ALIVE. She said it as if she was in some kind of trance. So Miss. Cady just left utterly confused and a little bit worried. So to unwind a little that night she decided well she might as well go out for a few drinks. Well by the time she got home it was a quarter past two and she was a quarter past being absolutely plastered. As she stumbled out of her mom mobile she saw a little green gnome fellow coming to introduce himself whale doing an Irish jig. Dazed and confused Miss. Cady had just blurted out, GVHET OUT UF ME YERD ! And the little fellow had this to say. We have your daughter. And you have our queen. Surrender her to the girl gets melted into a blob of mush. And then all of a sudden there was an ear piercing scream. Miss. Cady opened her eyes. It was all a dream. ha.

When I was little I really didn’t play many games. I grew up an only child on a street with only senior citizens in the dump of a town we call Cheektowaga. Sure I had friends from school but most of the time I was home with my grandma and aunt. We would go shopping every Saturday morning. If that somehow counts as a game ? hahaha. I was also really close with a few of our neighbors. Our one neighbor had a gigantic salt water fish tank with like everything known to man in there. I would sit for hours on end and just stare at it and watch all the live plants move along with trying to find and could all 23 fish. And let me tell you it was hard. Besides stalking fish I usually went with another of my neighbors on a weekly trip to small town Alden New York to see her best friend who lived at Greenfields Assisted Living Center. Then after we would usually go out to lunch at the Town and Country which I still refer to as the “Log Cabin.” And then we had another neighbor who always fixed my mom’s truck and I usually mozzied over to watch him every once in a while. But yeah I really didn’t play games I just kinda always found someone to bug and keep my entertained. But then once we moved out to Alden my whole life changed. We moved into the little house next to the Manges household. Her son Daniel would always pal around and find something to do. And every once in a while when they had a party Dan, me, carly, Amy and a few of their friends would go down to their basement and play the Ouija Bored. But that’s all a defferent blog. So yup, that was what I did when I was just a young lad.

My favorite childhood TV show, hmm. That’s a pretty though one. I honestly don’t think I had a favorite. I watched Rocket Power, SpongeBob, Bob The Builder, Blue’s Clues (Until the real Steve left), and Fosters Home For Imaginary Friends. I pretty much liked them all. Rocket power was cool because all the kids were really good at surfing and they made it look so easy. This obviously made me want to try. And still to this day I want to learn how to surf. They also skate boarded a lot, and they would make these ridiculous ramps and would do all these tricks in the air. Now SpongeBob on the other hand, that was just the bee’s knees. I loved that show when I was a little boy and I still love it to this day. There is just something about his dimwitted personality and his little underwater town that I just love. Like could you imagine living underwater, in a pineapple, and having little to none responsibilities ?  That would be the life. Bob The Builder, he was awesome ! It looked like the whole show was made out of clay. Then all of the talking trucks just made my day. Until “Handy Manny” came and screwed all that up. Really ? Your tools are going to talk to you ? Kinda sounds a lot like Bobs show. I really liked Blue’s Clues but then Steve left ! And that just ended it all for me. That new chum they hired just ruined that show. And lastly Fosters home For Imaginary Friends was like the best show ever at the time. Actually, I think this had to be my favorite childhood show. Blue, the main character really had to be my best friend at the time. I was absolutely obsessed with him. Until they stopped airing it, I was crushed. So yeah my favorite childhood show had to be Fosters Home For Imaginary Friends.

Fear, something we all have. Many deny they have it, but each and every one of us has at least one thing we fear in life. Life is a sketchy thing, there are ups and downs and most of us fear the downs weather you want to admit it or not. So Mr. Currin, I really do not want to do this blog. Like really ? Where do you come up with this stuff ? “Fear builds walls” what’s up with that. It’s pretty self-explanatory therefore I feel no reason to blog about what it means. But really how do you come up with these blogs you assign us ? Especially ones like this. Is this what you do in your free time ? If so I really believe you need a good hobby because blogs like this are absolutely pointless. So I really don’t know if I am going to be able to make the 300 word count. But maybe I’ll whine some more. What a weird saying. How do fear and walls relate ? Fear, walls, fear, walls. Huh. Miranda thinks this blog is really mean. I don’t know why ? Maybe the hobby part. But who knows. It wasn’t meant to be offensive. Just saying. You know what I fear ! going in the basement after a good scary movie. Like I have no problem with the basement any other time, but after a scary movie that just draws the line. Maybe because all horror movies have something usually going on in the basement. Okay bye.

Top 10 things about Nate

1. He wears flip flops

2. Died and cut his hair

3. Has a freshman brother

4. Does track and football

5. Has unusually deep voice

6. Edits most of my papers

7. Creeps on peoples blogs

8. Is good friends with Pinkey

9. Has an obsession with grooveshark

10. Prints out odd pictures of cats

I am thankful for…

My family ,My best friends, My ferret Cindi, My iPhone, My house, My bed, My neighbors, My computer, My room, My clothes, My shoes, My school, My amazing teachers, My girlfriend, Snow, The summer heat, The leaves in the fall, Coffee, Worm blankets, Soft Pillows, Strawberries and blueberries, Ice cream, Yogurt, The dinner table, Babies, Chocolate, Really good movies, My health, Dishwashers, President Barack Obama, Going Running, Walks through the woods, The Internet, Hot showers, Spell check, Sunsets and sunrises, The moon, PB&J, Family Guy, Big Bang Theory, Wi-Fi, Sweatpants, Adidas sandals, Hollister, Abercrombie, Dicks Sporting Goods, Birthday parties, Headphones, Wireless mouses, Pizza, Oxygen, Clean water, Grass, Trees, Silverware, Pencils and pens, Highlighters, Books, Lined paper, Binders, Pencil pouches, Cd’s, Limewire, Google docs, My flash drive, Facebook, Farmville, Tire swings, Snowflakes, Hair jell, Freedom of speech, Contacts, Glasses, Air conditioners, Long car rides, Vacation, Pillow fights, The rain, Independence, Hugs, Opinions, The earth, Gifts, Magazines,  Weekends, Friday nights, Peace, Growing up, Sleeping, Charity, Santa claws, Reindeer, Cookies, Dancing, Singing, Fat cats, Individuality, Palm and coconut trees, Paw prints in the snow, Daydreaming, Being organized, Blogs, Yahoo answers, Urban dictionary, Acceptance, Stars in the sky, All the seasons, Pieces of artwork, Magic, Choice, Life, Ice hockey, Old people, THE WHOPPER AND THE BIG MAC, volleyball, music, Tooth paste, Shampoo and body wash, Northface, Awards, Vh1, Mtv, Belts, Bold markers, Gum, My dentist, 911 the phone line, Hospitals, Doctors, Firefighters, Cops, Quads, Kisses, Vitamins, Organic and super foods, Money. Grapes, Spray paint, Mighty taco, Fireworks, Umbrellas, Heartbeats, Halloween candy, Double Spacing, Revolving doors, Ice cream trucks, The front seat, Shortcuts, Staplers, Good recipes, Back rubs, Mirrors, Being nest in line, Sunglasses, Passwords, Bridges, Having common sense, Tissues, Comedy, Abbreviations, Good memories, Crutches, Air fresheners, Vacuums, Lawn mowers and Love !

What is winning? What does winning mean to you? What does it mean to be a winner?

Winning is a very important thing to some people. In often cases it is way too important and becomes overwhelming and ridicules. Sometimes with the obsession with winning cockeyness fallows along and can really aggravating at times. We have a few prime examples in this school, (not naming names.) Don’t get me wrong now, winning is a fun thing and can really boost your ego and self-esteem. But when you get to the point where your ego can’t get any bigger that’s just enough. The obnoxiously large dictionary Mr. Curren is making me use states: Winning 1. Successful; victorious 2.charming a winning personality 1.the act of one who wins; victory that which has been won. Especially money; a section on a mine that has been opened for working. Now what I can decipher from this ancient pile of papers is that winning means to be successful at accomplishing something. In my opinion winning means to participate and have fun when doing so. I don’t think winning is everything when playing a sport. We all know at the moment that is the only thing that matters but after the fact I think we all really need to step back and think about what winning really and truly means to each and every one of us.

My Favorite Holiday

My Favorite Holiday

Out of all 60 holidays I really don’t think I could pick one. There are just so many and it also really depends on the season. My favorite season is winter therefore my favorite holiday should be Christmas but honestly it’s not. If I was to pick one I think it would have to be between Easter and New years. I think Easter because I really like the whole bunny theory and also getting a basket full of candy. When I was little Easter was without a doubt my favorite holiday. My family went as far as putting baby powder on the bottom of a big rabbits foot and making paw prints all over the house. Now try explaining that to your kids that the prints were all fake and the bunny never really hopped around your house delivering baskets of chocolate. But back to the topic, hat was one of my favorite holidays until I found out the Easter bunny was not real. Now New years on the other hand is an enjoyable day of my life. Please note I said enjoyable day of my life, not favorite holiday. I enjoy all the food and festivities we embark in when preparing for the ball to drop.  But other than those two I really do not have a favorite holiday.

People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.

- Elizabeth Kubler Ross

Do not allow yourself to get hung up on things that have already happened, or worry about about things that may happen. Concentrate on what your are shooting for right now and everything else will take care of itself.

- Unknown

“There's a Mother's Day and there's a Father's Day, but there's no Children's Day. It would mean a lot. World peace.”.

- Michael Jackson

Out to Lunch !



If I could have lunch with any three people in the world I think they would most defiantly be the three musketeers. I would ask them numerous questions about their journey and such. I would also ask then one question that I have always wanted to know an answer to. Why did they make such a revolting candy bar named after them ?! Like really, come on now. you cant tell me you never wanted to know how that came upon. Does a candy bar really have anything to do with 3 men ? I do not believe so ? Were the men that gross that they made a candy bar to represent them ?

Respect

What is respect, I think Aretha Franklin would know better then I would. I believe she would give you a better blog response Mr. Currin. She quotes I get tired (just a little bit) Keep on tryin' (just a little bit) You're runnin' out of foolin' (just a little bit) And I ain't lyin' (just a little bit) (re, re, re, re) 'spect When you come home (re, re, re ,re) Or you might walk in (respect, just a little bit) And find out I'm gone (just a little bit) I got to have (just a little bit) A little respect (just a little bit). Now obviously she wants a man who is going to respect her. And from what I can dissiefer from this is that her man was “runnin' out of foolin'” and she just couldn't deal with it any more. Now that quote could have many meanings behind it. My first idea of it would be that he was going out and “foolin’” around. If you know what I mean. Or it could just mean he was “foolin’” her with all of his lies and dishonesty. No one will ever know besides Aretha.

Thanksgiving fun...

Thanksgiving is usually a holiday that many families look forward to. Between the “family bonding” and the good food, its suppose to be a good time for all. Well not with my family, don't get me wrong. The food is always good, in my opinion. I do enjoy the mass quantities of turkey, gravy, stuffing, green been casserole, corn, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce and gherkins and home made rolls. But having to deal with everyone and there child like attitudes is just sometime not worth it. And yes I did say child like attitudes coming from a 14 year old. My uncle Bill is 72, my aunt Norene is 68, my uncle Ron is 65, my aunt Linda is 62, my uncle Kenny is 59, my mom was 52 and my aunt Janis is 49. Now you would all think that everyone being as old as they are would be civilized and keep their comments and suggestions to themselves. But sadly not, its like a middle school lunch. Each and everyone has their own type of personality and they are sure as h*** not afraid to show it. Bill is a smoker, and when I say smoker I mean a smoker. I would estimate he smokes about 2 or 3 packs a day. Attractive huh ? Norene is a control freak with only the best of everything and nothing of the less. Ron is a trucker and always thinks he is right. He will talk and talk for hours on end until you agree with him that he is right. Linda is just Linda. I really don't know what to say, she is just as naive and clueless as they come. Kenny is honestly the smartest of the family, he eats his food and leaves. He knows the family and exactly how they all are. Now my aunt Janis, oh god. Shes a winner, nuff said. Putting them all in the room together is just never a god idea. So the task was to write a blog on how your family spends thanksgiving, well here it is. My family spends thanksgiving running out the door for a smoke, making nasty comments about the food, talking behind someones back, talking about how good their kids are, talking about large purchases and how nice they are and the occasional family member getting mad enough and just walking out int he middle of eating. Happy Thanksgiving !

My Dream Job

My honest dream job would probably have to be a pediatrician. I hope to be headed in the direction of the medical field after high school. I chose the medical field because a lot of the other fields will eventually die down and become less popular. At least in the medical field you know people are always going to get hurt of need to go to the hospital. Therefore the medical field will always be a good direction to head in. I plan on being an EMT and eventually possibly move up to a pediatrician. One because I have always been interested in child care and most of all, I just hate seeing children hurt and would absolutely love to help them. I'm going to have to go through many training courses to get to the EMT level. Than after I get there I would eventually like to get 4 years in college to get bachelor's degree in (pre-med). I would also need 4 years of medical school and at least three years of an internship and residency to become a starting pediatrician. But I think it’s all worth it in the long run because the average starting salary for primary care physicians is about $120-130,000, and up to $150-200,000 after three years. Also helping kids for a living doesn't even seem like a job to me. It just seems like something I would look forward to every morning. And if this is going to be my dream job I think I would want it ti be something I enjoy.

Robert Pershing Wadlow

Without a doubt, the person I look up to most in life would be Robert Wadlow. Also known as  Alton Giant or Giant of Illinois. He was born on February 22, 1918 and passed on July 15, 1940. He died at a very young age, he was only 22. He was born in Alton, Illinois,United States and was the son of Harold Franklin Wadlow and Addie Johnson. Eighteen days before Robert passed he was measured at 8 ft 11.1 and weighed 485 lb. Surprisingly he showed no indication of his growth stopping even at the time of his death. This abnormal growth was caused by hypertrophy of his pituitary gland. As Robert aged his size began to take a toll on him. He needed leg braces to walk, and had slight feeling in his legs and feet. Even with all these disabilities he still was never confined to a wheelchair. Robert was also a very famous man, he  went on tour with the Ringling Brothers Circus in 1936 and also went on a promotional tour with the INTERCO. Death was a subject that was never even a factor in the mix of his problems. He died during a professional appearance at the Manistee National Forest Festival from anything but the obvious. A faulty brace irritated his ankle, causing a blister which made a subsequent infection. Doctors treated him with a blood transfusion and emergency surgery, but his condition eventually worsened and he passed away on July 15, 1940. At his funeral there was an estimated 40,000 people and he was buried in a 10 foot half ton casket.

The Real Ryan Pinkowski

Ryan Pinkowski, a man of many disguises. To Alden High School he is just an average boy. But outside of school, he’s a time crunching maniac. On top of the stress of High School and homework he somehow fits in the time to roam the streets of downtown buffalo late at night and take in hobos. He drives his moms minivan around late at night and and persuades them into getting in with him. He offers whopping quantities of candy and if that doesn't get then in, he offers a ride to Mexico. Little do they know, he is really a psychopathic maniac and has the need to harbor hobos in his basement. It sounds like a simple job, but believe me, it’s not. I have one reliable source who has told me about many of his evil doings. Surprisingly, it is one of his best friends. Now obviously pinkey would NEVER think of telling anybody about his odd fatuation. But his friend was told from one person, and that was pinkey. You easily just give him massive amounts of cottage cheese and it puts him out like a light. Cottage cheese puts Pinkey into some kind of trance. A trance that allows him to sleep, but yet still talk and respond to common questions. You might say, it’s his Kryptonite. As Pinkey fell asleep he started babbling on about secrets, my source claims. “So I played along with him” he says. “He started going on about his secret hobby that no one knows about and I simply replied, what ?” And that's when everything was revealed. Now obviously this has been a well kept secret for many months, but I do believe its time everybody knows The Real Ryan Pinkowski. And that's why I'm blogging it. Spread the word.

Is Nate Bailey really a "boss" ?

Is Nate Bailey really  a “boss” ? A commonly asked question by many people. Urban Dictionary states the definition of a “boss” as noun-a person who is a leader, someone who runs things in his/her hood or city. Does Nate run a city or hood !? I do not believe so.  Adding to one of Nates comments on his blog, “You also have to be able to get money, and by money I mean a lot of it. Money must be falling out of your drawers basically.”  Unless you got more than $100 G's in the bank and are stackin paper every day, more than likely you are not a Boss. Also says Urban Dictionary. Commenting on another one of Nates statements from his blog, “Nate Bailey is the boss and no one can top his boss-like qualities.” I believe that statement is as far from the truth as you could possibly get. Barack Obama could easily top his “boss-like qualities,” seeing he is the president of the United States Of America, compared to Nates high school status. So by now I hope you can make your assumptions by now on my opinion. I also believe the term “boss” is utterly reticules and misused in Nates case. In conclusion, I do not believe Nate Bailey is a “boss.”

Nuff’said.

Best Class Ever !

Without a doubt 8th grade art had to be my favorite class ever ! Between my amazing teacher Mrs. Kersten and the awesome friends that surrounded me, it was just a blast. I never knew how many memories could be made in just one half year course. Either it was exploding paint onto the ceiling, getting my Times Square Mandala getting selected for the superintendents permanent art collection, big mac making or just getting made fun by Mrs. Kersten for my “oxygen tank” that just made that class so amazing. She was just one of the best teacher I know. She makes a class fun and enjoyable when still keeping it a learning environment. Now let me explain about the paint on the ceiling. One day we were making our glass window displays with a gel constancy paint. When my friend Meghan Snyder asks me to see if I could get her paint tube un-clogged. Of course, me being the awesome friend I am, went at it and tyred my best. Well this clog just wasn't coming out. So I just squeezed and squeezed, not realizing the possible outcome. I think you can all guess what happens next. The paint tube erupted like a volcano straight at the ceiling and then misted everyone at my table, their artwork and Mrs. Kersten’s desk. Now moving on to when I got to except my artwork in front of the whole town board at one of the meetings. Like I had mentioned before, my mandala had gotten chose for the superintendents permanent art collection. I was invited to a bored meeting to except my award and listen to her speech. And wouldn’t you know, in her speech she makes a whole section dedicated to the splatter painting on her ceiling. Embarrassing moment of my life. She had everyone roaring with laughter, and me on the other hand. I was beet red and ready to leave. But those are just one of the many amazing memories created in Mrs. Kersten’s 8th grade art class.

Favorite Meal Ever !

What is your favorite meal ever ? A simple question for many. But for me, no not at all. I have been thinking for two days now, what is my favorite food. See, I like food. I really like food. I like food so much, I eat about 6 meals a day. Breakfast, lunch and dinner. Then I have at least 3 or more snacks in between all of this. How I don't weigh about 300lbs by now, I really don’t know. Truthfully I really think my favorite meal would have to be Shrimp with Angel Hair. But it can only be from one place, and that is The Cheesecake Factory. “In Albany.” I have had it from our buffalo location. And let me tell you, it is nothing but a disaster. I really don't know how their could be that much of a difference, but there is. Maybe it’s the way the shrimp is Sautéed ? Or even the amount of herbs added. This dish is just a bowel of heaven send down from god to us. It consists of Large Shrimp Sautéed with Herbs, Lemon and Garlic Combined with Angel Hair Pasta, Tomato and Fresh Basil. And to top the night off, you have to get Chris' Outrageous Chocolate Cake. This by far is the reason chocolate was invented. For this dish and this dish only. Now this mouth watering dish consists of Layers of Moist Chocolate Cake, Chewy Brownie, Toasted Coconut-Pecan Frosting and Creamy Chocolate Chip Coconut Cheesecake. Is your mouth watering ? Because I know mine is, now that by far is my favorite meal EVER !

Joy Ride

 

This is definitely the prefect example of my favorite kind of movie. It is the most suspenseful film I believe I have ever saw in my whole life. I was on the edge of my seat the entire time. Paul Walker is the main character along with Steve Zahn. They are two brothers who have both lost their parents and now only have each other. Paul decides to go on a road trip to New Jersey to see his best friend Venna who he recently decided he had feelings for. And eventually runs into a couple problems. He gets a call to come bail his brother out of jail and his brother gets them into a massive amount of trouble. they end up getting terrorized by a psychotic killer. Desson Howe of The Washington Post states “WHAT STARTS as a boyish lark over a CB radio becomes a real nightmare in "Joy Ride," John Dahl's palm-sweaty exercise in suspense and terror. Climb into this rig and you'll be sweating bullets, along with the poor fools who make the mistake of annoying a guy with the CB handle of Rusty Nail.”

Paranormal Activity

This low budget, home made movie has to definitely be one of my favorites. Seeing the previews when it first come out gave you chills down your back. It was a massive uproar for all my friends and I to get to the theaters ASAP to see it. Whale watching it, about half way through a total of 4 people had got up and left. One a guy and he left because he through up. And the others were 3 women and they were all crying and ran out. But my friends and I, we stayed until the very ending. Even though they were only on an 11,000 dollar budget, They managed to make a whopping 77,873 dollars on the opening weekend. USA Today critic Claudia Puig quotes “This unsettling ultra-low-budget tale capitalizes on our innate fear of things that go bump in the night, and adds a supernatural element that will effectively terrorize even the toughest among us.” In my opinion, I think everyone got a little too worked up over this movie because overall it wasn't as scary as the previews made out it to be. But I defiantly will make sure I'm one of the first people in line to go see The sequel.

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I choose this as my favorite movie because its almost everything I look for in a good movie. My favorite movies all have to be either horror / suspense or a good comedy. This particular movie falls under the suspense column. It is one of my favorite movies because it actually motivated me to do something. After watching this movie it really made me want to go out and learn black jack to a higher degree then I already know. Seeing all the possibilities that could become if you really were able to become an expert player made me want to get up right then and there and learn. It starts off with a few elite students (Ben) and there college professor all in a group learning how to “count cards” with I must say is illegal. But they decide to take in a new student and teach him the “ins and outs” of counting cards. Eventually he gets good and the group goes to Vegas every single weekend and hits up all the casinos. Ben, in time makes over 200.000 and just enough to go to medical school. Although many other problems follow and things don't exactly work out as planned. But just seeing the rush of the players just makes me want to be in their seat at the moment. And I will do my best to make it to their positions someday and hopefully lose a couple of their complications.

Favorite Season

Without a doubt I can tell you my favorite season is winter ! Between the numerous things you can do outside and school closings its all just a blast. We usually go sledding down a gigantic hill behind our house or when we get bored with that, we hook up the sleds to the quads and pull each other around. Or even go snow boarding in the trails that our neighbors own. We always have something to do. Then school closings, those are the best. You wake up on a cold snowy morning and just as your about to get ready you look at the news and it says “Alden Central Schools Closed” that's the best feeling . You get to go back to bed and sleep in than when you wake up you get to go outside and do everything you couldn't do until you got out of school. There’s just something I love about the cold weather. Maybe just because I don't like the heat. But my theory is, if its cold there has to be snow. Its pointless to have cold weather for nothing. At least if its hot, you get the sun and that I like. Therefore if its cold, there has to be snow. Or its just absolutely pointless. Overall if could have one season all year round, it would definitely be winter.

Interview with Matt Rebmann

I recently had in interview with Matt Rebmann and here are the questions and answers,

Question- If you could go back in time and sit down and eat with any person who would it be, and why ?

Answer-  Bob Marley to discuss rastararian culture

Question- What is one thing nobody knows about you ?

Answer- That I love to watch Nice Jr

Question- If you could get a room full of anything, what would it be <

Answer- Puppies

Question- What are your biggest fears ?

Answer-  A room full of kittens and spiders

Question- How would you handcuff a one-armed man ?

Answer- He would let him go because he would feel to bad

Vacation !

Recently I went on a vacation to Albany, we went for the weekend and it was absolutely amazing. I went with my guardian, her son, my girlfriends mom, my girlfriend and me. My girlfriends mom Christene and my guardian Amy were best friends all there liefs. So when Christene had to make a weekend business trip with the company car and the company credit card, we were all in. It was a four hour trip and it was Kyle, my guardians son, my girlfriend, Chelsey and me all in the back seat all the way there and back. When we were there we visited the mall, the Saratoga Horse Races, the Tom Petty concert and numerous different restaurants. It was just a relaxing weekend away from home as I took it. most of the time, Kyle, Chelsey and me went off and did out own thing in the hotel and luckily we were in walking distance of a lot of things. It was very relaxing because in Albany, you knew nobody besides yourselves. You didn't know anyone and didn't have to worry about what they thought about you. Which sounds weird, but its really true. But overall it was a very relaxing and fun filled weekend. And I would do it again anytime.

Past

I remember when I first asked my mom what adoption was, she told me “when a mom and a dad love their baby and aren't able to help it grow up right, they would put set the baby up for adoption.” I asked that question because when I lived in Cheektuwaga my best friend Kamiri had told me that he was adopted and I had no clue what that meant. So than I asked “well who takes care of the baby then?” She replied “the mom and dad who decide they want a baby and don't want to wait a long time.” To my astonishment I had told her about my friend and how he was telling me he was adopted because his his skin is dark and his mom and dads skin is white. And she told me that yes he most likely was and that there was nothing wrong with that. Then from that day on, I wanted to adopt a baby brother and I wasn’t going to stop until I got one. I would constantly say to her “don't you want to help a little baby and let it stay with us?” I even offered to take care of it. Being about 7 and naive I thought it was going to be as easy as playing with him and feeding him. She would always tell me it was harder then that and I would never believe her. I just wanted a brother in the worst way. Seeing I grew up on a street of all senior citizens who were retired and had on children. And the only I got to play with kids my age were when we drove all the way out to Alden to see my moms best friend Sue and her daughters son. Obviously that wasn't allot seeing its about a 20 minute ride. She knew I was bored and had no one to play with most of the time and felt bad. Until one day I overheard my mom and Sue talking about my mom and I moving out to Alden and me switching schools. I was never so excited in my life ! Then after that talk it all went uphill from there. We moved and I had friends all over to play with and my mom and I were both just much happier. And here I am today.

Present

Right about now I'm pretty satisfied with life, my grades are up, my personal life’s good and so is my relationship with my girlfriend. As of now I really couldn't ask for more, just hopefully it stays like this for a while. I'm doing really good in school and I really like all my teachers. “Trust me, that really helps allot.” I'm really looking forward to joining the Spring House League, in the spring for Twin Holiday Rinks. I really love ice hockey and would do anything to play. This past season I had to quit the Regals League for personal reasons. But I just cant wait to join again. My friends definitely changed over the summer, some for better, some for worse.Thankfully my true best friends are still the same on the inside. Compared to my old friends who changed. I’m just thankful I have friends that are true and down to earth.

Future

I hope to be headed in the direction of the medical field after high school. I chose the medical field because a lot of the other fields will eventually die down and become less popular. At least in the medical field you know people are always going to get hurt of need to go to the hospital. Therefore the medical field will always be a good direction to head in. I plan on being an EMT and eventually possibly move up to a pediatrician. One because I have always been interested in child care and most of all, I just hate seeing children hurt and would absolutely love to help them. I'm going to have to go through many training courses to get to the EMT level. Than after I get there I would eventually like to get 4 years in college to get bachelor's degree in (pre-med). But that’s all after I graduate High School. Until then I plan to keep my grades up and do my best with my commitment being a junior fire fighter for Aldens Fire Department. But basically all I want out of life is a good paying job that I actually like. I don't want to go through life not being happy with my career because that will most definitely reflect a lot of other things I'm hoping to accomplish.

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What ? Where am I ? What in the world is going on ? Why am I floating ! Ahh ! Why is my house in the off the ground ? With all my things wondering through the air ! Bella ? Where are you ? Oh no, if everything is floating, that means she is too ! I have to find her. She's only 18 months old ! She cant help for herself ! What if she hits something or gets hurt somehow. Judy will kill me. And I wont be able to go the dance because she wont pay me for watching her child ! Judy is going to skin me dead and fire me faster than I can say ohh poop ! How do I find her ? Wait, is that her crib ? Bella ! Come wait there ill come get you ! Swish I jump to grab her. BAM ! What ? WOAHH ! Was that a dream ? Wow thank god. Bellas still sleeping and so was I. But its all good. Untill I see Judy standing over me. Oh. Well hello ! Get out she says. And that was the last time I ever watched a child.

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October 24, 1983

Story of my life: have you ever worked so hard to get something and than all of a sudden it just gets ripped away ? In some cases that would be a good situation, especially when it comes to my ex wife. You work so hard to get married and live happily. Spend hundreds of dollars on a woman you think you love until one day you realize its all going to be gone soon. I recently found out one day that my wife's weekly "night out with the girls" was really her road trip to see her boyfriend that lived about 2 hours away. I found this on the lovely facebook. That my wife didn't even know I was a member of ! I see a status of (off to see the bf ! finally away from "him") Now you put 2 and 2 together. What would you think ! Yes I was skeptical at first, but after getting in contact with some of her close friends, my theory was confirmed. So the next week or two were pretty interesting. I said nothing besides hello and goodbye. She knew something was wrong. And I think she knew I had found out. And I was going to take care of this the most simplest way of all. If I cant have her, no one can. So i just made one simple adjustment and all my problems were solved. I just made one little adjustment to the furnace. Just a minor little adjustment of a pipe, therefore when it turns on the pilot will not lite and the house will slowly but surely fill up with gas. And you and i both know what would happen if someone accidentally left a candle lit. Poof... There goes the house. And hopefully with her inside of it. Like I said before, if I cant have her, no one else can. So here I was, happy and on a one way trip to Louisiana. Never looking back and on my way to a new life. Just me and Bojangles, (my dog). In all my time waiting to leave I had already successfully bought a house right on the corner of Basin Street. A nice four bedroom, three and a half bath in this nice little town of Kinder. I successfully saved about 110,000 thousand in my bank account that was suppose to to towards paying off the old house. but what do I care, its not in my name ! She is stuck for the next twenty five years paying off a burnt down house. Well eventually we get to our new humble abode and life starts getting back to normal. Wake up, work, home, eat and than bed. Life, just like it was, just without her. and I wouldn't change this for the world. Until one evening, I hear Bojangles braking uncontrollably looking out the bathroom window ! So I run to see whats wrong ! I take a quick look and i see a huge black blob coming towards our direction. Is that a tornado ? I was in disbelief. For sure it was, the winds were picking up and all you heard was crashing and ripping of trees fight out of the ground. Than as the noise got louder as did Bojangles. I knew it, this was the end. I get everything I ever wanted, peace and aloneness. Than it all comes to an end. So in my last minutes before my house and I get fully inhaled by this monster I give my wife one last call to say goodbye. She frantically answers and says “when I said on facebook going to see the BF  I meant BEST FRIEND !” Not boyfriend ! Now thinking, this explains everything. This was all my fault. There was no boyfriend. I blew up her house for nothing ! And mostly I'm about to die and its all my fault and I cant do anything about it. All of a sudden my house starts shredding to pieces and I went flying into a black tunnel. Than smashed into a pile of concrete debris. Now here I write this through spirit, I write this to tell my tale of how one foolish miss take could destroy your whole life. So think things over ! Don't make any rational decisions on the spot. Think everything over. Because that could be the last decision you ever make.