Group N: Sketchy...

This may have been the most difficult moment I have ever had to go through in my life. I had to interview Mike Steffan, a person that I have ever said a word to before. Yes, we are in the same class, but I just find him odd and decide not to speak to him. I always think about what the future is going to be like. Not his future, but the future. Of course he turned to sports, in which I dislike and said that he sees the Buffalo Bills winning 50 Superbowls and the Sabers winning 50 Stanly Cups. He didn’t really answer any of my questions thoroughly, so I kind of have to ramble on about some things. The first question I actually asked him was where he would see himself in 20 years. The sketchiest thing I have ever heard someone say was this, “Living in a van, down by the river.”  Yup, Mike said that. I wanted to know if he was going to have a job or if he was going to be on welfare. He just told me to ask the next question. I kind of get the hint that this kid does not want to speak to me. The next thing we awkwardly talked about a mistake he made and why he would go back and change it if he could. He said that he would go back and fix whatever he did to get on editor probation. I would also like to point out at this time that he does not know why he is on it in the first place. Cruel and unusual punishment much? Anyways, his favorite class he has ever taken was Twentieth Century Wars. He mainly likes that class because all he does is sit there and watch movies. The final question I asked him what he hates the most. He hates: clipping his toe nails, flossing his teeth (so I’m guessing he doesn’t do it), mowing the lawn and waking up in the morning. This has been a very odd interview and I enjoyed it. It was kind of like talking to Mono, because I never talk to him.  

Group N: Our Life is a Faint Tracing on the Surface of Mystery.

I have two problems with this article. The first one is that there is a kid dead, another one is that they pulled the race card. I have no problem with African-Americans, but every time that there is a death of one, someone says it’s because of their race. Maybe Zimmerman, the man that shot the kid was sick in the head. Or maybe the kid actually did try to hurt him. There isn’t enough evidence to do anything with this case. The police say that Zimmerman called the police, but what exactly did he say? The kid was talking on his cell phone at the time with his girlfriend. I feel bad for the kid because he was so young, but just because a black person was killed doesn’t mean that they were killed because of their skin color. I’m thinking that Zimmerman was sick. He wanted to show to his town, that he could be a hero. I was talking with Mr. Wild about this. He said that Zimmerman just appointed himself as the town’s keeper or whatever. He would watch over the town and he would do something about any violence or anything sketchy business. He shot this kid. Zimmerman said that it was self-defense. In Florida, you can hurt anyone as long as if you had a good reason. That’s why he’s saying it was self-defense. But, there is little evidence. That’s why this case is probably never going to be solved. There is no way you can show this kid attacking this man or the other way around. I feel bad for the kid’s family because they have lost a son for a stupid reason. They will never get justice and that’s the most important thing when it comes to solving crimes. I just hope that sometime soon they figure out what truly happened and let this poor soul rest.

Group N: Fo Sho!

It’s quite obvious where I work, The West Alden Kitchen. I love working there because of the atmosphere. Since we’re a family restaurant, we’re a lot closer. Yes we do fight, but it’s easier to make up right away then let the problem sit and get worse. I could always stay working as a waitress because we make bank, but I don’t think I want to have this as a job for the rest of my life. A career I actually wanted to look into was maybe teaching. I’d be an English Teacher. I just don’t think I’d be able to do that for the rest of my life either because that’s not what I want to do. Being an author is pretty much what my life is about right now. I recently started writing a new novel and I can literally feel myself change each time I start a new book. I guess I could also be a librarian because if I could be surrounded by books for my career, bring it on. I’ve always loved reading, but I was afraid that reading during the school year would make me stray from what I was learning in school. Well, I proved myself wrong big time. Since the library got brand new books, I’ve been reading them like it’s my job. I think that reading books really teaches kids to expand their imaginations. I started to read thrillers by James Patterson when I was in seventh grade and that was also when I started writing. I think it was then that I noticed that I wanted to be like James Patterson one day. Everyone who reads usually knows who he is. I want that to be me one day. “Do you know who Kathleen Herter is?” “Fo sho! She is the best author out there!” See, it’ll happen one day.

Group N: Deliciousness

Spring is actually my second favorite season for many reasons. The weather is always in the sixties or sometimes maybe in the early seventies. That’s the kind of weather I enjoy because I don’t get sweaty if I want to go outside and do stuff. I do hate the rainy type weather that comes along with spring. I want to be able to go outside and run around like a real teenager, but I live near a pond, so the ground is always moist. I’m only able to play outside when it’s like eighty and it’s been dry for a week because then the ground won’t be so muddy. Anyways, when spring is coming, you also notice that people are in better moods because the weather is so nice. I’m in a good mood when I don’t have to deal with cranky people when I work. During spring there is also Easter, but I don’t really care about that to be honest. I mean, it’s kind of like Halloween but you eat like it’s Thanksgiving. My dad always buys me candy, and I rarely eat candy. Sweet things make me nauseous. But, my father still buys us bags and stuff and fills it with candy and hides it. He buys me baskets though because I don’t really use bags (as in purses) and he knows I’m a clean freak. You can always find a reason to use a box. Lol. I’m such a nerd. Trying to find the basket is always the fun part. We all wake up in the morning and our dad has to work, so we have to text him and ask him in what room he hid our basket. That’s where the fun begins. It sucks though if you find your siblings basket instead of yours because you get all excited and then you’re like, “wait…my name isn’t Mono…” So, then you kind of ruined it for whoever’s basket that was. Yea, spring, refreshing, delicious. Boom. Done.

Group M: Uh...

So, I don’t really do anything for St. Patrick’s Day. I’m not one bit of Irish. I’m mainly Polish. I know when it comes to this day that we serve knockwurst and sauerkraut at the West Alden Kitchen. I know I could have easily said WAK, but I’m trying to use up words. So, on St. Patrick’s Day, which is a Saturday, I will wake up at seven a.m. like every regular Saturday and get ready for work. I usually walk my dog Miley before I leave. I only work a couple hours because I work as a prep-cook on Saturday’s. Then I’ll come home and sleep until two p.m. That’s my noonish nap. Believe me, if I don’t get that in, then I am the biggest *insert swear word that begins with a b here*. I’ll wake up and shower just to make myself feel clean and fresh. I’m a freak and shower every day. Usually for school I wake up at 5:30 and shower. Anyways, I’ll wait until my dad wakes up from his nap (if he’s taking one) and then we’ll leave. Where we go, I don’t know. I just rhymed right there. We usually change up our plans every week just so we don’t get bored. Then after we get bored of being out we’ll come home and I’ll watch television while my dad gets buzzed on wine. It’s actually quite hilarious to see him like this. It’s only wine, but my dad is ridiculous. We were watching Glee one time, and something was said and I didn’t find it funny but there’s my dad…dying from laughter in the corner. My sister and I started laughing at him and he thought we were laughing at what was said on Glee. That was a fail. So, yea, I don’t really do much with these kind of holidays. I don’t see a reason for it, so I don’t celebrate it.

Group M: Oh I did just go there!

This is the first blog EVER where I’ll talk about the government, but not in a positive way. Oh, no, not even close. I’m an independent person when it comes to a lot of things. I work alone and not a lot of people know my opinions about things because I think differently than most people. I think we don’t need a government. I’ll explain. There is something called a barter system. We can do things for other people without the use of money. For example, let’s just say Amber needed me to sew something for her. I’ll sew it only if she does something for me. But of course, money had to be created and now we are in $45987398473984759348759384 in debt. Hell, I didn’t know that number existed but I guess it does. We can make everything we need. We can even find oil here. I’m just so sick and tired of having to worry about money. I’m only SEVENTEEN! Also, I believe the way the government handles crimes are unacceptable. First of all, if someone kills a person they should be killed. Eye for an eye, right? I know that might sound evil, but I think that’s the only way someone will find justice. If someone were to kill my father, I would want them to suffer. But they won’t. They’ll sit in a cozy cell, go outside, eat with friends, while my father is rotting in the earth. I know it’s kind of shocking to hear that coming from me, but I just believe the government isn’t handling their jobs correctly. Same thing goes for how they handle drug busts and what not. If someone’s addicted to drugs, you should send them to rehab for a certain amount of time. Don’t send them to jail so after they get out they can continue to do it. Same with murderers and rapists, they need to die. If they are let loose, then they’ll continue to do it. Just sayin’, think about it.

Group M: Tommy to the Rescue!

The most embarrassing moment of my life was probably when I was like four or fiveish. I had the biggest crush on my brothers’ friend Tommy. Tommy was always at our house and we were kind of best friends in a way. I always told my brother that we were going to get married because we were totally in love. Lol. Well, anyways, one day I was dancing, and I was actually skinny once, so I wore dresses a lot. So, on this day, I was dancing in the living room and Tommy was sitting on the couch watching television with my brother. I dance a lot because I’m weird. I still do it today. It’s how I have fun. I don’t care who’s watching. I bust a groove if I want to. Yes, I just said bust a groove. Anyways, so I’m just really jamming out and I didn’t see this book next to me. My living room was carpeted and this book was soft covered so this baby slides like its job on the carpet. Well, I stepped back onto the book with my right foot and it slid. I did my first split. I heard the loudest crack from my hip and then I died. I literally just stayed in the “split” position for like five minutes. Tommy and my brother just stared at me. “Uh, what do I do?” I asked. That’s all I said during that moment. Everyone in the room started laughing at me and I was like, mmmeeehhhh! I guess it’s not that embarrassing because only two people saw it, but still, it killed me a little bit. Tommy ran over to me and helped me up, but still I was a tad embarrassed because he saw me fail. He kind of reminded me of the power ranger. Since that day, I’ve been really flexible, and I’ve had hip problems.  

Group M: I don't feel like dying today.

I’ve seen a lot of people text and drive before which is quite sad. Surprisingly it’s not just teenagers who do it. My older sister, Sara, was texting before and I was in the front seat beside her. I smacked the phone out of her hand and yelled, “I don’t feel like dying today, thank you very much.” She’s a horrible driver in the first place, so adding texting on top of that wouldn’t make my life any safer in her hands. Besides her stupidity, I actually watched an accident happen before because someone was texting while driving. I’m such a freak about watching the road when I drive, so I don’t understand how these people can be such risk takers. A 2007 study conducted by AAA and Seventeen magazine has been widely misquoted as 46 percent of teens admit to texting while driving. But what the study found is that “61 percent of teens admit to risky driving habits." Forty-six percent of that 61 percent say that they text message while driving (those statistics were taken from CBSnews.com). I don’t feel safe at all when I read those statistics. It’s not just texting though that distracts drivers. Besides Sara texting sometimes, she’s always changing the music and swerving while she does that. About 6,000 deaths and a half a million injuries are caused by distracted drivers every year. Driving while using a cell phone reduces the amount of brain activity associated with driving by 37 percent. If you text and then suddenly look up, your reflexes are as slow as a seventy year old. I just don’t understand how teenagers and adults can read about deaths on the news because of texting while driving and then continue to do it. Are you really that stupid? How important is that text message or phone call? That text message can kill you if you answer it, seriously, think before you do stuff like that.