These days...

You turn on the news and lately all you see is people shooting other people for no reason. Mothers killing their babies, dads killing children's mother while his son watches, people entering hospitals killing people, man upset his wife wants a divorce so he ties her to a chair puts her outside so she can watch her house burn with him and their daughter inside. Newlyweds and either the wife kills the husband or the husband kills the wife. What is wrong with people? You are to have children because you want them, if you happen to get pregnant but can't handle children don't keep them give them a good home they deserve that, don't kill them because you were drunk, high, or just because. Don't get married if you didn't like the man or woman they deserve to be happy not dead. Don't go on a random shooting spree for stupid reasons and kill innocent people who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

This world is falling apart and everyone is terrified. Your kids cant play in the backyard as you prepare dinner because in a split second someone is there abducting them.You only see negative stories on the news and that excites people. No I want to turn on the news and see Eugena turning 102, people helping people, people making a difference in other peoples lives. Instead of showing the people who died serving our country(proud of them) but you never show the ones that have survived maybe lost a limb or two or are in perfectly good health, they all saw people die let them share their stories. How about the people that travel to other countries to give children food, shelter, clothing, and a proper education. There is so much good stuff out there but since that is never shown we forget it exists so we thrive off the shootings, stabbings, car crashes, and that's just plain pathetic.

We need an upgrade!

Driving around Cortland disgusts me, the people, the buildings, and the obvious drug activity. My grandpa always tells us stories about what Cortland used to look like, what businesses they use to have, and I have seen many pictures, what happened to that?! Oh maybe because in the subways in NYC there is graffiti that reads "if you are looking for easy welfare go to Cortland." My dad's friend lives down there and he told us about that, what a shame. That is so embarrassing and with welfare comes drugs and with drugs comes crime, everything we do not need. I think welfare needs to be harder to get and you can only be on it for a certain time, then you need to be able to support yourself. If Cortland was safer, cleaner, and had more to offer maybe I would stay here, but it doesn't. Homer is getting just as bad, if you get expelled from Cortland you get shipped to Homer, you moving to Homer isn't going to make you change your ways. You come here and you give it a bad rep, get expelled here, and move on to the next town, what a life. Homer is just as druggy, maybe not as noticeable but we have it, so wake up people, make a difference in the town! Instead of being so dang concerned about no hydrofracking how about cutting down on crime and welfare focus on that then go to hydrofracking. I am sure that many towns are full of drug activity but with all the bath salt weirdness and people eating other people, I hope people in Homer don't have that yet because next thing you know we will be making the news in a bad way, wouldn't want that. 


Another thing is food, in Cortland and Homer all we have to offer is pizza, pizza, and oh wait pizza. Some ice cream, Chinese, and more pizza. We need variety, some hot dog and hamburger places local, and just variety. I have to go Syracuse just to get a good meal, that's no fun traveling all the way up there. We need things to do all we have is bowling, mini golf, and a crappy movie theater. Most people go to Ithaca or Syracuse just to see a movie, pathetic. I don't really have any ideas of what to add to make Cortland more fun but people seem to fill their boredness with parties full of drinking and drugs, what ever floats their boat. Maybe if there was more to do that would be reduced a little or maybe not because that's what they choose to do so they would probably always do that. 

Here's to the future...

Senior year is here and school is almost done for us. Homer was a great place to live and get an education. I had wonderful teachers that helped me grow into the wonderful person I have become. Like a lot of people I will be heading off to continue my life. I cannot wait to go to college and become something I have always dreamed of becoming. Helping people is something I love to do, I know that some days I may think my life sucks, but in reality someone out there has it a lot worse than I do. My goal in life is to find those individuals that have it worse than me and do whatever I can to help change that. I plan on moving away to a warmer state, Alabama, preferably. When there I am going to become a social worker whether it be in a school or a hospital. I would also like to open some type of place for less fortunate families to go. I plan on having a home cooked meal every Sunday, a place where they can get counseling (from me), a place they can have homework help, and a place to relax and make new friends, that they can call family. I know that I am a big dreamer, but I am determined to follow my dreams and hopefully better the world around me. I would love to travel the world or United States helping those in need. I would like to help out at food kitchens, those are my priority, seeing the looks on peoples faces when they receive a hot meal, is priceless. Those are things you and I take for granted, other people have no idea if they will even receive a meal that day. I am thankful that I was raised the way I was, not expecting everything to be handed to me, those kids that have to have all the name brands and whatever else that is "in", need a reality check. Help others before you help yourself, words to live by right there.

What a Killer

Cancer is a horrible disease that enters the bodies of thousands of people every year. Some people survive it and other times cancer takes them to the grave. My grandma died from lung cancer, my grandpa died from stomach cancer, a family friend died from breast cancer and my aunt died from breast cancer. Watching someone go through cancer is the worst thing in the world. They have their good days and they have their bad days. My aunt got it, treated it, it came back, then it took her life a few months later. She never let it show that it had came pack and was spreading, she was exhausted from all the treatment that didn't seem to be helping, anyway we wouldn't have seen it coming. She was my favorite aunt, I considered her my second mom. Last April she was kind enough to take me to Orlando with her and we enjoyed it so much. A month later, a year ago today, she died. I always asked those why her?, why now?, etc. She was a kind woman and loved everyone that crossed her path. She was a bus driver, who loved her kids and that is what made her love her job. She missed out on the birth of her first grand child, and the first girl of the family, she would have loved her. I was told God lends you people to enjoy on Earth, but sooner or later he has to take them back home to where they belong. It is sad to say that most everyone has experienced the pain of cancer whether through themselves or a loved one, it is an awful disease that more and more people are getting and the treatment can't be found fast enough. 

Brother, Sister Bonding

When it comes to brother, sister bonding my brother and I go to car shows. Him and I travel all over central New York just to hit them up. We go to Syracuse, Little York, Cortland, Auburn, Norwich, and any others that he finds out about. It is something my brother, dad, and I normally do together, but this weekend my dad was out of town so I had to drive him to Norwich so he was still able to go to the car show. This car show was huge, so many cars to look at and so many old men. My brother has had a passion for old cars since he was about 12 I think and his dream is to buy an old fixer upper and make it his own. We go to these car shows so he sees all the possibilities of what the cars can look like and he likes to see which ones are for sale although he doesn't have the money to buy them he wishes he did. I love that this is his passion in life, my favorite part is looking at a car, asking questions, and he knows everything about any car you ask about. One day he is going to have older cars and I am going to be such a proud sister, plus I get to drive them around looking cool and all. We might not get along all the time, and when all he does is talk about cars, it can get annoying but in the end that is something him and I share interest in. I look at the car and see its beauty, he looks at the car and sees how great the engine is, how the fenders look, and pictures the car if he were to repaint it. Car shows will always be something my brother and I love to go to together and I am I lucky that most of them are in the summertime and I will be home from college and will still be able to attend them with him.

Craziest thing happened...

I was on Facebook one day and in someone status this guy named AJ Strauf was tagged and I was like no way he has my last name. I clicked on it and he has my same hair. It is long and curly just like mine, no one in my family has this hair, but a guy I don't know with my last name does. Are we twins separated at birth? Maybe. Anyway I went to the invasion and who was sitting two rows in front of me this AJ guy, he is real. It was like seeing a celebrity. He still had my same hair, he wore glasses, and no one in my family wears glasses either. He had a beard, one thing we don't have in common, and the same hair color. This is just plain strange. I really want to meet him, I think there is something we both don't know but someone knows the back story and isn't telling us. What are the chances of this.

We all have those moments when...

Music speaks to us. We all have those days when you are sitting in your car with the radio turned up loud, a song comes on the radio and it speaks right to you. Every word in the song relates to you and it's scary how much the words describe the situation good or bad you are going through. For example my aunt passed away from breast cancer and about 2 days after this song called I'm going to love you through it came on the radio by Martina McBride (yes I am a country music fan, go ahead hate me) the song talks about how she goes through surgery and now it's forced smiles and baggy shirts to hide what the cancer took from her... She just wants to feel like a woman again...she says she doesn't think she can do this anymore... Everything my aunt went through and said. Anyway there are thousands of songs that you hear and stop and say wow sounds like me or sounds like what I am going through. I think that is why so many people listen to music to relax because in the lyrics they find they aren't alone, other people are going through the same things they are.

Why do we have smart phones but stupid people?

That's the question I ask myself all the time. Sitting at school I observe people who make stupid decisions which turns them into stupid people. We have principals that want to be friends with the kids who do bad things and cause trouble other than disciplining them. We have kids that act out because they think it makes them cool and get suspended for it. We have girls who get knocked up because they make bad decisions or maybe because if they get lucky they will be shown on shows like sixteen and pregnant or teen mom. We have kids who have parties every weekend which consist of drugs and alcohol, lots of kids even come to school high or show up once a month if your lucky. Yes all these people have the right to make their own choices but I believe they should be making better choices, choices that will help them become something bigger and better in life.

Sunshine and sun tan lines.

Two of my favorite things. Today was gorgeous and on Sundays I mow. Last Sunday I wore pants and a jacket and today I wore shorts and a tank top. It has been an every other weekend weather thing. When the sun comes out I lay out. Unfortunately I have the worst tan lines and I randomly burnt here and there...stupid mowing. I really hope this weather stays but who knows. I believe the weather people get paid good money to tell us the wrong weather. Honestly, they never seem to tell us the right forecast. Anyway I wish everyday was like today, boy I can't wait to move to a sunny state.

Favorite Things

Well I felt like writing another blog, because it's time. I want to talk about my favorite things I like to do and I like to eat. Well we all have favorite things to do guess what mine is?...mowing. You would have never guessed, because it's lame. I love mowing though, I absolutely hate the snow because shoveling is cold and hard work. As soon as the snow disappears and the sun comes out for a few months straight, out comes the lawn mower. I have a rider, which is the lazy way of mowing, but the helpful way when you have to mow acres of grass. As soon as I hop on my lawn mower and plug in my headphones I am in another world. A world where all my problems, annoying people, and everything else disappears. I ride around on my lawn mower and while getting the job done, I get to clear my head and just relax. At my mom's she has a small yard and that requires push mowing, I hate it, so I become a horrible child that doesn't help out.


My favorite food is french fries. You ask me my favorite anything and I blurt out french fries! You give me any kind from anywhere and I'm in heaven. Honestly I prefer to have them made by someone else, the frozen ones you stick in the oven, don't do justice. I don't have a favorite place to get them, but I will say they go great dipped in milkshakes or frosty's, if you haven't had it, give it a try, I guarantee you won't regret it. I could live off fries. Maybe it is potatoes, because I am a sucker for potatoes. I love every kind except sweet potatoes. I love mashed, baked, salt, yeah that's it. I am weird and I always complain when my parents make a meal with the wrong kind of potato. For example: steak and baked potatoes, ribs and salt potatoes, ham steaks and mashed potatoes it all makes sense. I am totally strange for explaining to you my potato rules, but that's me strange. 

You can choose your friends but not your family.

However that saying goes I wish I could choose my family. I really wanna get other peoples take on family. I like two families out of five on my moms side. Reason they are all fake and it makes me sick! It takes a lot more thought to lie than to tell the truth. When I can see through your fake smiles and see the real you while everyone around is buying your fake smiles it makes me want to throw up in my mouth. On my dads side I really only know one family well and I love them, my aunt died and so now I don't like any of my dads family because all the others are all about themselves and I hate people like that. It's sad to think I dislike most of my family but that's how it goes some people are family orientated but I'm just not, I would rather stay away.

Help out!

I have had a stressful week and been annoyed more than ever with the school year winding down. I apologize for my rant in my last blog and the continuation of my rant in my vocab story. Spalding if you're reading this sorry bout that. Anyway as I mentioned the school year is coming to a close and with me being in government we have to do a community service project. The essay is due next Friday and when Cortese brought it up again it made me laugh when the rest of my classmates were freaking out when they realized they haven't done anything yet. I have volunteered at the hospital for the past 2 1/2 years and I love it, for the most part, I really wish I started when I was a freshmen. I get to interact with many other kids in other schools all across cortland county and get to witness the fine acts of people. In the hospital I have been in the coffee shop, information desk, adult daycare, nursing home, and all of that has been a great experience. For the most part I love old people more than ever. I have also volunteered at Loaves and Fishes where you serve meals to the less fortunate. That is my passion, when I move to Alabama I would love to open up a homeless shelter/ soup kitchen. Possibly a place where kids on the street can go and get off the streets and have a nice home cooked meal. Anyway the whole point of this blog was to say community service makes you a better person, opens up your eyes, and makes you realize what you have is a lot more than a lot of people out there so count your blessings. Also you shouldn't wait for a paper that says you have to do community service in order to graduate, you should already be taking part in that, it's a great thing.

Everyday Observations

Well I'm sitting in the library like I have been for the past few days for English. It sure is annoying how no one does anything yet no one cares. I'm suppose to read this book that's hard to understand in the first place but it's harder when you can't even hear your self talk, just ridiculous. I can't read at home because I have other crap to do. Then you go to other classes with easy assignments and people ask for extensions and get them, what the hell, special? I don't think they are. They are more like users and take advantage of the teacher. Who cares if you have senioritis get over it. If majority of the class gets the work done but you don't obviously you aren't trying hard enough. It's the end of the year, people are getting more annoying than ever, and I can't stand it. Can't wait to be out of this school for good. I observe people everyday and give dirty looks like it's my job, sorry but people forget we are in school and I don't give a crap about you going to parties on the weekend, laughing with your annoying laugh, shut up and sit down.
Well I'm in the library again and stupid immature people are making farting noises maybe you should act like you are about to graduate from high school not kindergarten. Last time I knew library's were a quiet place to get things done, not here in Homer, lord help me!

Every thought about your last day on earth?

I don’t really like to think about it because, well why would anyone want to think about it. I just want my death to happen when it happens and however he happens. I will say watching the Bucket List really makes you think, are you living your life to the fullest? If you aren't make a bucket list and whenever you have the chance try to cross something off of it, even if you have to make it happen, don't wait til you are on your death bed regretting what you didn’t yet get to do. You should be laying there saying, I lived a great life, and did all I ever imagined doing, wish I could have done maybe a few more things, but I am happy with how I lived my life on Earth and I am okay with dying. Well no one is okay with dying, actually I guess some people are ready, but whichever. I created a bucket list and I am all for getting things crossed off. My aunts sudden passing really showed me that you need to live each day to the fullest and have no regrets. I am determined to do everything I want to do and I think everyone should make a list and get going so they can start crossing things off of it.

My Bucket List:

·       Go sky diving

·       Go zip lining in an exotic island

·       Visit every state

·       Go on a cruise

·       Go to Italy

·       Drag race

·       Lawn mower race

·       Go to a shooting range

·       Go hunting down south

·       Swim with dolphins

·       Go ice fishing

·       Go on a safari ride in Africa

Spring Break

Well this Spring Break was one to remember. My mom decided to surprise me and told me we were headed to Boston, we have never been and we were ready for the journey. We hopped in the car and took turns driving the five hours; my mom did most of the driving though. Before I start my long story of our trip I would like to thank the Garmin Company for making GPS’s, I don’t know how we would have made it without it. Although we acted like the GPS was a real person and screamed at it every time it said stay left, now right, recalculating, we are thankful for it because it got us everywhere we needed to go while in Massachusetts.

When we got there we went and checked into our hotel and made ourselves at home. Afterward we went to the subway station so we could head into town and see all of what Boston had to offer. Of course when we first arrived at the station we had no idea how to do anything, luckily these two ladies came around and showed us the ropes. When we got off the subway the lady said go down this street and ask for this restaurant it’s the best. We headed down the street and just kept walking in circles, we swear the lady was a jerk and took us to the hood. On top of that we asked many people where the restaurant was and people looked at us like we were crazy, and no one knew what we were talking about. It started pouring so we headed back on the subway headed to our car, little did we know three different people told us the wrong stop to get off so we had to get back on the subway and get off at a different stop in order to find our car. Then after we went to the Cheesecake Factory and had a delicious meal and Red velvet cheesecake that was to die for, it was a great end to our not so great afternoon.

The next day we asked a guy at the station where to get off he told us and we finally made it to all the great tourist attractions. First we went to the aquarium and saw penguins, sea lions, and many other beautiful sea creatures. Then we headed to the freedom trail and walked that and along the way we stopped at the historic sites. We saw the U.S.S. Constitution, the Paul Revere House, the North Church, the Copp’s Hill Burying Ground, Quincy Market, and other things along the way. That day was gorgeous out and we walked probably 10 miles. That day was much more productive. And of course I bought a mini Boston cream pie, which was delicious.

While on the subway and on the streets we observed the people and my mom pointed out that there are two styles for young boys. They either dress like they are classy or they dress like they are from the hood. We learned people aren’t very friendly and they drive erratically, swerving in and out of lanes without using turn signals. We also noticed that there is one kind of dog that most everyone you saw with a dog owned. Overall Boston was a less busy, more pretty NYC and I could never live there because depending on the subway as my transportation is way too stressful. 

Is it just me or do marriages seem like a joke?!

I have noticed more and more lately that people get married and soon after are no longer together. People have affairs like it is their job and it disgusts me. From very personal experience I know how much an affair can affect your family. It is a horrible thing and people that take part in one are just a disgrace to society. When you get married you make vows to each other, why don't people learn to follow them. It frustrates me. My parents got divorced 2 years ago and it was horrible but I realized my parents are better off as friends and that's okay they were married for 21 years before they divorced. Some people are married for a few months or even days when they realize they can no longer be married to that person. Makes me nervous to even get married in the first place, everyone wishes they could meet "the one" and live a long happy life but is "the one" really out there now a days. Maybe for some.


I just think that people look at marriage as buying a car. They get their new car and it's a beauty but after a while it gets wore down and rusty and you go out to the lot and get yourself a new car.

Ever had those moments when...

Ever seen your life flash before your eyes?! Well I have...just today actually.


Before I go into what happened to me today I would like to tell you two incidents that happened to me before.


One incident occurred when I was up on the hill at my aunts farm riding four wheelers with my family. I never drove one before so I was so excited when I got the opportunity. It was a beat up old blue four wheeler, I hopped aboard with my dad on the back showing me how to use it. I started going and my dad hit the throttle about three times and the stinkin thing was going super fast. I was going to slow down, little did I know the brakes didn't work and my dad and I were headed into a tree that lead to many other trees going down hill. While heading towards the tree my dad and I both had that near death feeling. We hit the tree and luckily it stopped us and we didn't go rolling down the hill. We just had a mini heartache and I had a leg full of bruises.


Another incident was when I went to NYC for my 16th birthday. We were experiencing all the great things NYC had to offer. I knew the traffic was heavy and fast moving so I was careful. The group in front of me was crossing so I stepped in the road ready to follow them, when my brother grabbed my arm before a taxi took my life.


Today I was heading back from my walk with my mom when I looked both
ways and didn't see anything so I headed across. I live on a major route where the cars go 55-70 btw. All of a sudden my mom yelled my name and a car honked. I was literally two seconds from dying. Sad thing is it didn't really phase me and I haven't learned from any of these experiences. I have this way of thinking that people have the right of way and cars should stop for me not the other way around. I guess I am wrong about that and one day I will learn and I hope it isn't the hard way.

Book Report- Part 1

This book tells the story of the life of Alice Sebold. Alice lived in a small town right outside Philadelphia Pennsylvania with her parents and her older sister Mary. Her dad worked as a Spanish professor at Pennsylvania University and because of his great understanding and speaking of Spanish he traveled all across the world. Her mother did not have a job because she always had anxiety attacks that would interfere with her job. Her sister Mary went to Pennsylvania University where she studied Arab and always dreamed of moving to Siberia. Alice was attending Syracuse University and majoring in poetry. She loved reading and writing and attended every poetry class they offered and just fell in love with what poetry brought to the table. She made many friends along the way, but most of her friends just came and went, none really stuck around. She loved Syracuse because back when she went to school up there, there was little to no crime unlike today.  She loved cruising up and down Marshall Street, hitting up the bars for a good meal with her friends. One day after leaving a bar on Marshall Street she was heading back to her dorm when she encountered a man that would forever change her life.

Book Report- Part 2

The theme in this book is lucky which is pretty crazy when the book itself is called Lucky. When you go and read this book you will soon learn that her unluckiness turns to luck. Alice is a person that goes through a lot of ups and downs while trying to enjoy herself at college. She has a lot of things happen to her that we couldn’t even imagine happening to us. One day someone broke into her apartment and did something horrible to her friend. This part is ironic because the very thing that happened to her also happened to her friend a few years later at the same school. It was also ironic that the person who committed this horrible act knew Alice and was stalking her and her friend without them even being aware of it. Through all the hard times her friend went through with what happened to her, Alice stuck by her friend day after day and someone always traveled with her and took her wherever she needed to go. She had gone through exactly what had happened to her friend and had an idea of what she was feeling, although everyone has their own emotions. She stayed strong, something she was good at, for her friend and her friend’s family but in the end they thought she was only making the situation worse so they drifted apart.

            Alice had great character not only was she independent she was an extremely determined person who always fought for what she believed in. When this horrible act happens to most people they feel ashamed, dirty, scared, and alone. Yes, Alice felt most these things in the beginning she changed her attitude because she knew she needed to be strong for her family and seek justice. The incident that happened to her in the early pages of the book turned her into an even stronger person than she was before. She continued to be independent and determined, but she became even more determined at the end of the book. She was determined to bring justice to her and her family and find whoever assaulted her and they were going to pay for what they have done. The person that did this to her will not be out in the world ready to strike again, not for as long as Alice was alive. As I mentioned before, she was a very determined person and at the end of the book you will see how her determination paid off.

Book Report- Part 3

I loved this book and I would read it again for sure. It was a book that was very detailed at the beginning and I couldn’t believe I was reading what I was reading. In this book Alice Sebold did a great job at using her words in a way that you could picture everything she was describing good or bad. I would not change a thing about this book it was fantastic in my eyes. It could be because I live 30 minutes from Syracuse and I could picture some of the streets she was talking about and picture Syracuse University as she talked about it but I felt so connected to the book in that sense.  When I picture Syracuse I picture scary shootings on every street and the Carousel mall but she described a Syracuse I never got to witness, a Syracuse that she described as safe. She described stepping out of her dorm room and walking everywhere she wanted to go and I am pretty sure people would not dare to do that nowadays and know exactly what streets to avoid if they happen to be walking.  I would recommend this book to teens, probably 8^th grade to senior citizens. This book is for anyone that understands what’s going on in the first few pages and people who are comfortable reading about it. I would recommend it to these people because they should understand what she is talking about.

It is very risqué in the first few pages and throughout the book but it has a great moral and theme and that’s why I would recommend this book. This book has a great story within it and talks about that even though something terrible can happen to you, good can come out of it. It also shows how if you fight for what you believe in you can succeed and to never give up on what you believe in. People these days of all ages need to realize that if you have a dream you need to follow it and let no one get in the way. This book proved that determination is the key to everyday success. Alice was really determined to make the person that caused harm to her and her family pay for what he did and she worked endlessly day and night for years to hold this person responsible for his actions and she did just that. The title tells it all she was definitely lucky with the outcome of her terrible situation.

Neighborhood junkyards

I'm sitting here sleeping my day away at my dads and looked outside just to realize how junky my neighbors houses are. The one next door is becoming more and more like a puppy mill. They get a puppy throw it in the fence, get another throw it in, and just last weekend got another one, so they can make babies. They aren't social at all and are almost big enough to jump over the fence and eat someone alive. ( the dogs that is not the people). The neighbors don't clean up their dog crap, it just piles up and when the wind blows lets just say either stay out back or close your windows because that smell is unbearable. When my neighbor was a bachelor he kept that house looking neat and clean then he married a woman and her three children, then they went on to have another. The house went from beautiful to nasty within a year of them being there. Throughout the years it has just gotten worse and they are never home and never attempt to make it look nice.


Across the road we have, well let's not mention their name because most people know them and they are just as trashy. Broken cars just laying around the yard, sofas and recliners out on the curb, btw we live on a major high way, many people drive by and see the trash. When the family before them owned it the house was nice and pretty and the pool was usable not green and you could mow the whole grass and now they have too much to move so they mow around all the crap. They have kids running everywhere and the more kids they have the more trash fills the yard.


I just don't understand how hard it is to keep your house looking nice. We own a house with another acre of yard attached. We have trees planted around and a garden. We keep the huge yard raked and mowed. I love mowing so I make sure that is done. When some dirt bag drives by and decides to use my lawn as a garbage can I am out there picking it up. It isn't hard to keep it looking nice. And to think my neighbors have twice the kids my dad has, it's just me and my bro, and we can keep our yard and house looking nice, imagine what you could have it look like with twice the hands. No they use their double the kids as an excuse of why their yard looks like that in the first place. My next door neighbor mows, if we are lucky, 4 times a year. I know it's hard work to push mow and I'm lucky I have a rider but he has two teenage boys that can take a turn. Moral to the story people judge, always have always will, so if you want them thinking nice things about you then keep your house looking nice. Lots of people judge you either based on your clothes, car, or house, so keep your whole package looking nice so people will look at you differently.

Are strangers danger?

Today I was at my dads sitting on the back deck when I noticed a car slowly driving by, I was a little concerned at first but I was more concerned when I saw him put his turn signal on toward my house. Knowing my brother was outside alone and the suspicious car was now entering my driveway where my brother was shooting hoops scared me a little more. Then he started approaching the front door so I went to greet him. I said hi how are you? because I'm friendly like that and he asked me if I would put some water in a tube for him for a sample and I said yeah. I went to get the water, I came back and he asked me to fill out some questions which I did willingly. He proceeded to tell me that it was going to be 81 out tomorrow (which I am holding to him) and drop down to 50 on Friday and continued to talk about how weird the weather has been lately and I agreed, I said thank you and he proceeded to the next house down the road. I watched him approach that house where the people didn't want to take part in his water test, which I thought was rude, it isn't that hard to fill a tube with water and answer a few questions. Anyway when he went back by he waved and I waved in return. I now officially feel like I made a new best friend today.


Now last year my grandma was home and this guy, a different one then up top, came to my grandmas house and asked her if she would like to buy some magazines for some trip he was going on for some group he was in. She said no thank you and handed him 5 dollars for his sale and said have a good day. Before he left he asked her if he could use the bathroom and she said sure. He had been walking up and down the street all day selling magazines so of course you have to go sometime. She showed him the way to the bathroom, he went and left. A few minutes later she heard that the police were down at her neighbors house and wondered what for so she drove down to see. The police told her that a guy had stopped by and asked to use the bathroom but instead looked all around the house and started up the stairs. Her neighbor said to the guy why are you going up stairs the bathroom is over there so instead he started asking her about all the medicine he saw laying out on the counter. She proceeded to tell the guy that was none of his concern and to leave. He left and later the police found the man sitting on the side of the road. Later that evening my uncle, who lives on the same road, said that his neighbor, who was only 18, was home alone when the guy came to her door. He asked her if she would like to buy some magazines and she said no and headed upstairs to her room. When she got in her room she turned around and the guy was there sitting on her bed. She asked him to leave and followed him out. When the guys took him away they took him to the hospital and he was just dehydrated and they let him go because he wasn't on drugs or alcohol and didn't steal anything.


So the question is should you or should you not be friendly to people who come to your door?

Cows...

Cows. Cows are my favorite animal and I love them. My uncle owns a farm in DeRuyter and I love going there. Although I never visit the barn, I see them from a far and love the smell of cow manure. My dad use to be a security guard at the barn over at Cornell. I would visit every weekend and hit up the stalls. I would go to the pens where the calves were and have them lick my hand, what a cool experience, feels like sand paper. Once when I went over there I got to feed a calf with a bottle and I was so excited. I grabbed the bottle and the cow came rushing forward and jumped up on me, I was thinking that was going to be my last day on earth, but what better way to go then by being attacked by a baby cow, come to find out I was just being over dramatic like always. Anyway my all out dream is to move to Alabama, meet a nice country boy, who is a farmer. Well he doesn't have to be a farmer because I don't really think I would like to do all the barn chores, which I would probably not have to do, but still. I would like to either live on a farm, have one of my husband’s family members own a farm, or maybe just live by one where when I wake up I can just look across the road and see them roaming the fields. I want to be able to wake up every morning and smell cow manure and see cows because that would start my day off and it would be great. 

Is this a crazy, wild dream of mine, maybe, but you might as well dream big and live your life to the fullest because you only live once so live how you have dreamed to live, work hard for what you want, and don't let anyone change your mind.  

Good bye New York hello...

Well to point out the obvious I am going to talk about how bipolar New York weather is for a second. This past Sunday it was so warm out I could wear a tank top and shorts and tan on my dad’s deck unlike last Sunday when it was snowing so hard we couldn’t see while driving back from Auburn. This warm weather is the weather I love. I am not a fan of shoveling but I love mowing the lawn. I love New York because we get to witness the four seasons unlike other states. Fall is one of my favorite seasons I love watching the leaves change from green to red, orange. My favorite season is summer though because I love the warmth and tanning my days away.  I love the warmth so much that I am moving to Alabama, a place where I can stay tan all year round. I want to venture out and keep New York in my rear view mirror. I want to live in a place where my parents can come visit and have a warm place to stay. Of course I am going to graduate here and go to college for my first four years here but after that adios New York hello Alabama. People may ask why Alabama? don’t ask because I don’t know why haha.

Are you ready for college?

Before you know it we will be walking across the stage to our future. Most of us are ready to go although the idea of college can be a little unsettling. College is a place to meet new people that could end up becoming our life long friends. We are all use to high school and already have the friends we love and are nervous about starting over. I know for me starting over means change and I hate change. College will be great for everyone though because you will go and begin learning on how to become what you have always dreamed of becoming. It will be a place that you will make your home away from home. Most of us are leaving the nest and are going to have to learn how to do a lot of things on our own. I am spoiled in the sense that my mom still does my laundry and cooks for me. I am sure I will be able to cook if I have to and I heard those shout color catchers really work so I might not have to worry about separating my laundry. College will be a great thing for everyone attending and a new beginning for great things to come.