R2- The Currin Blog

So I wrote a blog at the beginning of the year about Angola, New York, and mentioned a "Rob Currin." I believe my exact words on Mr. Currin were, "Rob Currin, born on September 15, 1980. Rob Currin needs no introduction because he is known for his many accomplishments, like being the Offensive and Defensive Line Coach for the Alden High School Varsity Football team, who are undefeated. He is also Editor-in-Chief of the Online Bulldog Newspaper, and has 700 friends on Facebook (probably increasing by the minute)." Now at this time, I was a loyal fan of Mr. Currin's, but ever since he bashed one of my reporters and threatened senior editor probation for this one mistake, my allegiance has changed ( yes that was a Harry Potter reference...Don't judge). I make one mistake and I should get punished for the remainder of my Online Publishing career? I think not. I don't believe I've ever had a reporter miss a deadline either, which is pretty impressive. Anyways, Mr. Currin says he's a big deal and makes an odd voice when he recites this phrase. This makes me wonder if he's being truthful, or if he's lying and is trying to cover it up. I can't be sure. He also loses Yoda about five times a day and does nothing about it... Obviously he doesn't care enough about him to bother with worrying about his location or anything. Also, Mr. Currin told us what he thinks about when he goes to a concert. Well, he thinks about the lead guitarist falling dead in the middle of the show and the band calls out to the crowd asking if there was anyone who knew how to play the guitar and knew all of the band's songs. Of course Mr. Currin would raise his hand and be asked to play with the band. Really? The band wouldn't ask if there was a doctor or anything... that is definitely not the first instinct a person has when someone drops to the floor who is possibly dying... Cool Mr. Currin, real cool. I also noticed that there is a "meme" of Mr. Currin on the Facebook... I won't comment on that because it would be too easy. All in all, Mr. Currin brings himself up to be a big deal, and if that's what it takes for him to be happy, then we should all just let him do that to refrain from the braggadocios 'tude he gives... Just Saying   

R1- Graduation!

The best part about the end of the school year is definitely graduation. I cannot wait to finally be done with exams and homework. I am going to miss this Online Publishing class the most though. I had quite a few excellent times in here and I can say truthfully that this is the best class ever. Anyways, I probably won't miss any of my other classes. Pre-Calc was so long and boring. Physics was interesting, but we got so off topic every class, and I will never miss Spanish 5 and will probably never take any Spanish class ever again. I'm sorry, but that class was very, very rough. Graduation just seems to finalize that school is over and summer has begun, which I cannot wait for. Although I'll have to babysit all summer, at least it's with kids that I know already and love like sisters. I'll also be making money which is always a positive. I also get to go to a bunch of Graduation parties and see all my friends for possibly one last time. I'm also looking forward to my cousin, Sarah's graduation in Washington. She graduates the Wednesday before I graduate, so my, my sister Andi, and my cousin, Abby are going to take a road trip up there until Thursday and be back in time for me to graduate. I'm so excited because I don't usually see Sarah, and she's my only cousin who is the same age as me. We used to be so close, but we don't really talk anymore and I'm just really excited that I get to see her again before she goes to college. However, I'm not looking forward to leaving my two younger best friends behind: Emma Kubik and Brian Stoldt. I know me and Brian fight quite a bit... as a matter of fact it's a pretty daily occurrence... but he's still my best friend, so deal with it. Emma Kubik has been my best friend for about three years now and I can't imagine life without her. But yes, I'll be very sad when I have to talk to Emma about life and she wont be there or if I was to prank someone at school and Brian won't be there. I'm going to miss these guys and the school, but I really am looking forward to College!

Q3- Holy...Goodness...

Oh my goodness, I have to blog about the Grey's Anatomy Season Finale. It was probably the craziest episode I've ever seen. The episode before this one ended with a few of the main characters, who are all surgeons and doctors, get into a plane crash. I know, it was crazy! So this episode starts out with each doctor blacking in and out of a fog and as it progresses, the audience finds out what happened to each doctor. One just had a bunch of bruises and cuts, which was lame. Then another had a broken arm, which was a little more interesting. But this one surgeon had a giant gouge in her leg, which was pretty ironic because her wife is an orthopedic surgeon. Anyways, one of the main characters of the show ends up dying after being completely smothered with half of the plane. That wasn't that bad to watch because I didn't like her, but it was still pretty sad. The best part of this episode was the fact that no one at the hospital where they work knew what was going on. They just acted as if all the doctors and surgeons would come back in a day. It was pretty frustrating when a helicopter flew over them and they tried to get their attention with a flare gun, but it would not work. They tried to shoot it a good five times, until one of them got so upset and angry that they threw it into the woods...Good Idea because in case another helicopter flies over there would literally be no chance of you getting their attention. We couldn't try to fix the flare gun first or anything like that. That makes no sense. I was being sarcastic in those past few sentences by the way. Anyways the worst part of this finale was the cliff hanging ending. It just ends with two of the doctors trying to make a fire and they end up failing, and still no one knows they are lost in the middle of no where. Now I have to wait two months until I find out what happens to all of them... I'm really sorry about this, but I just had to blog my feelings away.    

Q3- Jordan Hall: Hero or Scapegoat?

 We all know football star and scholar, Jordan Hall, to be a determined well-rounded student. In some cases, Jordan would be seen as the "hero," but unfortunately there are also times when Jordan is seen as a "scapegoat." What is a scapegoat? Well, a scapegoat is a person, or group, that is basically used to place blame upon when they need some cheering up. They are also used as "punching bags" at times, but we won't get into that. Jordan Hall is the victim of being a scapegoat. Now, I'm not saying that he is a "punching bag" literally, but he does take quite a bit of verbal and emotional abuse. For example, Jordan attends Alden High School and gets attacked pretty much every single day.The first offender is Mr. Rob Currin. Mr. Currin has said before that Jordan is definitely his scapegoat. This basically proves the fact that Jordan is a scapegoat because Mr. Currin is kind of a big deal and wouldn't lie... Anyways, another person who picks on Jordan on a regular basis is Julie Fetzer. These attacks could be justified since Jordan implied that she was fat a couple times. However, why should Jordan be penalized because of an implied comment? Well, this next person believes so and comments on why he called Julie Fetzer fat since she is extremely skinny. Jordan sees Mrs. Gramza during advisement the majority of the block, but sees her in the hallways all the time. This is where the majority of the verbal abuse comes from. Mostly quick comments about Jordan, but they do seem to effect him because he came to one of our classes crying. Anyways another person who attacks Jordan is Mr. Wild. Mr. Wild mostly makes comments about an incident that occurred to my parked car on Prom night, but we won't get into that. Mike Steffan is also someone who attacks Jordan verbally. For instance he makes fun of his voice, his laugh, and his "perfect" demeanor. Jordan seems to giggle this off, but sometimes he just can't shake the attacks. I have to say, I'm one of the worst offenders on attacking Jordan. I really do abuse him on quite a bit of things, but I honestly feel bad at times. The point of this blog was supposed to reveal the difference of Jordan's character as a hero and a scapegoat. I believe I've proven that Jordan truly is a hero because he takes all this criticism and still comes to school even though he has to face these attacks all over again and again. I'm not going to stop emotionally abusing Jordan... ever... but I hope this blog helps him realize that it's all in good fun, he's a really good friend, and that he may appear as a scapegoat, but he's also a hero!.... You're welcome Jordan.          

Q2- Summer!

 So summer has never really been a huge deal for me. Everyone I know can not stop talking about their summer and what they plan on doing the entire time. Summer is a break from school, thank Jesus, but I don't think it's that amazing. Maybe it's because all I do is sleep the entire day, then chill outside. I mean we can't all have pools and mothers who we force to make us strawberry smoothies...I'm sorry, I meant mango smoothies. Anyways, I think this summer might be more pressured than most because I'm going to college in the fall, which will probably stress me out a bit. I also got a job this summer. It's just a babysitting gig, but it pays quite a bit. I'm really happy because they're kids that my mom once babysat, so I like them and will enjoy my time babysitting. I also plan on joining a volleyball league with a few teachers over the summer to stay in shape. I don't know any of the details because Mr. Helmicki and Mr. Casillo briefly told me about it, but I'm still pretty excited because my volleyball coach, Ms. Marslov, will be playing. I can already tell we're going to win because Coach Marslov has played volleyball since she was in middle school, and me...enough said... I'm just kidding, but I am really excited and optimistic that we will do really well. I will also be going to Outer Banks this year which is going to be awesome. We go every four years with a couple other families, but we're getting another additional family this year. I would explain what we do in Outer Banks, but it can get kind of inappropriate for school. It's not anything really bad, but I still shouldn't write about it in this sacred blogging world of Online Publishing. Alright that is pretty much all I can think about right now and I hope this is 300 words because I'm through with my thoughts... we're good. 

Q1- Best Book EVER!

I suggest that everyone who reads this blog read Huckleberry Finn. It is literally the greatest book every written. Each character you read about, you can;t help but love. A boy named Huckelberry Finn who is finally getting his life together and making a difference in his personality pretty much reverts back to his childish and juvenile ways. I mean c'mon? How can you not love this guy? Another character is Huck's father. His father is a drunk and abusive man who is very keen on beating his son and locking him in a house while he finds more liquor... And the Father of the Year award goes to... Huck's dad! Again, a very lovable character. Then there is Jim, a slave of Huck's original residence. Not only is he super wise, his accent is probably the best thing since pancakes. Every time he speaks in the book, I can't help but read more and more because it's so legible and understandable. There are no apostrophes acting as letters, and you don't have to force a fake accent in your mind while reading. There was an entire chapter of just Jim speaking and I cried real tears because of the beautiful speech he gave. The more and more I think about this book, I just want to read it over and over and over again. I'd have to say that my favorite part in this entire novel is when Huck dresses like a woman and goes to a house in order to get information. This is just great writing overall. Who can come up with these events? This is just brilliant. This also makes me love Huck even more because dressing up like a woman and traveling into town and meeting another lady for information makes so much sense, it's not even debatable. More guys should be like Huck Finn and dress like girls. Despite Huck's dazzling personality, Jim is definitely my favorite character all because of his near perfect diction and amazing vocabulary. Well, all in all I think that this storyline is one of the greatest I've ever read and I can't say it enough about it. Thankfully the opportunity to read this novel comes with signing up for Rob Currin's A.P. Literature and Composition class your senior year. You even get to read it over the summer which makes the experience so much better! It's not difficult at all to write a journal entry for each chapter because the read is so much fun! If you can't take A.P. Lit, I understand, (but seriously it is the most fun class I have other than Online Publishing and is totally worth taking) but I hope you can just take a chance to read Huckleberry Finn.    

P3- Wuv You Guys!

 So I'd like to dedicate my second choice blog to my two best friends in the whole world, Emma Kubik and Melissa Gostomski. I first met Melissa when I was in eighth grade. We both joined a recreational dance group over the summer and were both moved up into an advanced class. We were pretty big deals I know. We got to dance with our dance instructors and I think we just bonded over our awesomeness. I didn't become best friends with her until freshman year though, when we both tried out for volleyball. I remember her as the jokester, as she is still known as. We would always play around and she would always get in trouble and I never did, which made her pretty angry... but we were still best friends. Despite her big personality, she is really super sweet. She always laughs at my jokes which makes me feel better about myself and she always knows how to make me smile on a really bad day. I love that no matter what, we can just laugh about the smallest things and take a break from the serious world of school. Honestly, I wouldn't be able to get through Spanish 5 without her and her hilarious comments. We had chorus together as well, which is when we started talking to Emma Kubik. We also had volleyball with Emma, which enhanced our friendship. Oh Emma, I love her so much. She is the sweetest, cutest, skinniest, sweetest, and slowest person you'll ever meet (Yes, I know I wrote sweetest twice). By slowest, I mean joke-wise. Melissa is definitely the quickest joke maker of our friendship. I'm the second quickest, and poor Emma is the third quickest. It's actually the funniest thing when she tries to be super quick, but fails. Anyways, Emma is also the easiest person to talk to, which is why I love her so much. When I'm having a rough day, all I have to do is walk by her and hear her sing my name and I feel ten times better. Plus for our volleyball senior night, Emma wrote me a speech and I could not stop crying necause it was so sweet. I'm not a big crier at all and I couldn't stop. I just love her so much! Not only do I love Melissa and Emma, but my family also can't get enough of them. My sister, Andi, is always telling me to invite them over when she's around. It's like she'd rather hang out with me and my friends than just me...... suspicious. Anyways, my favorite part about our friendship is the movie quotes we reenact. I can't tell you how many quotes we share daily. I'd say we quote the movies Baby Mama and Anchorman every day. There are also a lot of cartoon movies, but we won't get into that because the movies we watch might get embarrassing at times. I would write out each and every quote we say, but there is seriously not enough room. In each of their yearbooks last year, I took an entire page and I made a chart and a drawing for each of them. I don't mean to brag or anything, but they were kind of epic. I can't explain enough about how much I love these girls, but I think this blog got the highlights of our friendship!  

P4- Reflection Time...

So in September, the Bulldog staff had to write about our goals and what we hope to accomplish in the upcoming school year. I am very happy with the choices I've made this year and the accomplishments I've made. I wrote about the classes I chose to take: Pre-Calc and Physics. Well, right now I don't regret taking Pre-Calc or Physics because I actually understand the majority of the subjects we're learning about in each class. I think that usually I get bored with these classes because they're right after each other the first two blocks of the day. It doesn't help my interest in the subject when I'm literally half asleep. However, I'm not going to lie, my Spanish 5 class has been pretty rough on me. I have to start over my entire final project because the concept that was approved was too vague. I know this was my own fault, but it was pretty upsetting to find out about redoing everything. Anyways, in my blog at the beginning of the year I wrote that I wanted to go into a medical career, but I changed my career choice back to becoming an English teacher. I decided that I could never be as happy in the medical field as I would be as a teacher. I'm really excited because I was accepted to Niagara in their Education program. I will be attending this fall, and I'm super stoked. I haven't gotten nervous about college yet, but I feel like I'm on the verge of a breakdown...I'm joking of course, but I do think I'm getting more and more nervous, but mostly excited. Also the majority of my blog from the beginning of the year was about my sprained ankle... It isn't sprained anymore so that's cleared up... And that's about it for my goals and such.  

P2- My First Choice Blog This Week!

 So about two weeks ago, the Alden Bulldog Newspaper staff held a draft where each member was moved to increase productivity in the work force. I originally sat on the right side of the room, from the door, close to the windows. I sat next to Kathleen Herter and Laura Slojkowski. I had probably the best times of my life near those two. Anyways after we changed seats, Mr. Currin moved me in between Mike Steffan and Brian Stoldt. At first I was a little apprehensive about this arrangement, but Mr. Currin reassured me that it would all work out for the better. So, I trusted Mr. Currin and decided this would be a good thing. Boy was I mistaken. I'm not going to lie, the conversations I've heard are very hostile and extremely confusing. For example, today Mike Steffan asked Brian Stoldt what teacher he should write an article about this week. By the way, we were assigned this article about three days ago. Many people had already chosen their teachers. So Brian responds with a speech on how he's given Mike plenty of choices and that Mike needs to get on task. This conversation went on for a good 25 minutes. There was a lot of repetition and quite a bit of close calls when it comes to curse words. I started to get a little nervous for awhile, then Mike finally chose to write about Mrs. Delzer. This marked a truce in their battle, and I made a small sarcastic comment on how strong their friendship is. I had no idea that this would cause an outbreak. Brian agreed that their friendship was very good, but Mike said that it's a "love-hate" relationship. This is where sh#$ hit the fan. I'm sorry for my almost bad language, but that's how it was. So, Brian then confronted Mike on what the "hate" part of the relationship is. Mike did not respond and pretty much shrugged the entire time. Then Brian went into another speech on their relationship and asked why it was a "love-hate" relationship. This then went on for about 10 minutes. I'm not going to lie, I feel in danger almost the entire work day. And now Brian is giving editor advice to Mike and is feeling lied to. I had to meet with Brian for one of these "advice sessions," but when you have the best reporters in the world it's pretty difficult to take any other advice, but I'm sure he was helpful to other editors... So, now Brian is saying that he feels attacked and that no one respects his authority because of a vote ending in a 4-1 vote that his meetings were not helpful. I felt pretty bad for him, but Mike's response was "I don't feel bad at all." I'm going to go ahead and say this is the "hate" part in their "love-hate" relationship.      

P1- T.V. Time!

Television is a very touchy subject. It's bad in so many ways, but it also benefits a lot of peoples. I probably watch more T.V. than I should, but it's just a part of my daily schedule. After school, I go straight to my homework and once I finish that I turn on the T.V. and watch until about 9 o'clock. I know this is kind of rough, but I don't have as much to do as I used to. When my mom babysat at home, I used to come home and she'd have food ready for me. This also contributes to my bad eating habits, but that is a completely different subject. Now, I'm not saying that my mom is the reason I watch so much T.V. It's really my choice and I just get home and have the urge to watch Law and Order S.V.U. This brings me to what T.V. shows I watch. Law and Order S.V.U. is definitely my top show. I'm not really sure why because pretty sensitive subjects, like rape and child abuse are involved, but I'm just always in the mood to watch it. Now that I think about it that makes me sound kind of weird...Anyways, another show I find myself watching is Dance Moms. This show makes me so angry, I can't even explain it. Well, actually I can because I wrote an entire blog on it once. I keep watching it because I think it makes me feel better about my life and that I don't have to deal with these people. And finally, my favorite show of all time would have to be Psych. Not many people have seen this show, and it makes me so sad because all my T.V. quotes are from this show and no one ever knows what I'm talking about. I think it's the funniest show because the actors in it are so witty and just hilarious. This show is about a very observant guy who pretends he's psychic to solve crimes with his best friend and a police station. This is a really vague description of the plot line and it doesn't give the show any justice, but trust me, if you watch it you'll agree with me! Alright, now on to the rest of the blog requirement: So there are two televisions in my house that have D.V.R. (I suggest you get it because it is awesome) These actually cause problems because whenever my dad wants to watch a game, he always has to check if I'm recording anything. Plus most of the time, it's my older sister Alli recording her "Real Housewives of New Jersey" episodes. Other than that, D.V.R. is my best friend.    

O3- Ode to Julie Fetzer...

So for my choice blog, I've decided to confess that I am feeling lost without my good friend, Julie Fetzer. She is on a cruise this week and will not be in school until Monday. This is great for her, but miserable for me because Julie and I always make our "rounds" after second block and walk to Mrs. Gramza's advisement afterwards. We have either Physics, Physics Lab, or Physical Education depending on the day. Thankfully we are in the same class second block everyday, so we can begin our "rounds" directly after the bell rings and don't have to worry about trying to find each other or waiting for one another. So our "rounds" usually begin at Mr. Domino's classroom where we walk downstairs to Julie's locker, which is right across from Mr. Currin's classroom. After Julie puts all her folders away, we say hello to Mr. Currin, just to be nice and have a quick discussion about our A.P. Lit class and what our plans were for the day. After we bid the Currin Advisement Family farewell, we walk down to the hallway with the guidance office and turn right to get to my locker so I can put my books away. Once I finish with the placing of my books, Julie and I go to her advisement so she can sign in and out. Then we visit Mr. Wild to check on National Honor Society news. Julie goes because she is the president, and I just tag along since I have no other friends to walk with.....or just any other friends.....Anyways, we then go to Mrs. Gramza's advisement where we tend to Student Congress matters, and make fun of Jordan Hall because he doesn't do anything to help us and just gets lunch while we plan and actually do work. So back to my problem with Julie not being around... Since Julie is absent, going to her locker would be unnecessary for me, which would force me to go straight to my locker after second block. This then eliminates the opportunity to visit Mr. Currin's advisement. I also skip going to Julie's advisement for obvious reasons, and Mr. Wild always claims he has nothing new for NHS, so I finish the "rounds" extremely early and have nowhere to go, but Mrs. Gramza's advisement, which is full of freshmen. Don't get me wrong, I actually like the kids in her advisement, but during the announcements they're really quiet...I mean really quiet. It makes me a little nervous, but it's my only option. So this is why Julie Fetzer's absence is really affecting me. I hope she is having a fun time on her cruise, but I cannot wait for her to return so I don't have to be super awkward in the halls.      

O2- College!!

"College has its skeptics, and the skeptics make good points. Does a four-year university make sense for every student? Probably not. Is the modern on-site college education necessarily the ideal means to deliver training after high school? Maybe not" (Thompson). I'm not going to lie, I really didn't think I would enjoy this article. I thought it was just going to be another article telling us to go to college because it will all be better in the long run, and that there is no excuse for not attending college. However, the quote above shows both sides of the argument being discussed and that shows open mindedness, which I like to read about. Like the article said, college is not for every student, but they definitely prove the benefits of going to college and getting an education further than high school. I am personally going to college to pursue a career in education, but I do understand the mind set of kids who are deciding not to go to college and go straight to work. It seems like it is the more beneficial and easiest way to get money in the future to go straight to a job, but this article shows facts and examples of how going to college increases your chance of a high paying job, which proves to be more rewarding.  "6.7 million NEET American youths to $4.75 trillion, equal to nearly a third of GDP, or half of U.S. public debt" (Tompson). This is just one of the multiple statistic recordings in the article which prove that not going to college is more expensive than going to college. I'm not saying that college isn't expensive, and I know that isn't what the article is trying to convey either, but I think the article justifies the fact that kids who don't attend college are having significant troubles that could've been avoided or decreased by getting an education and succeeding in a career they enjoy.

  

O1- Thanks Da Papa!

My father is...Da Papa! I literally call him that on a regular basis with a weird accent. I'm not sure how it came about, but it just kind of stuck. Now, both my sisters call him that. I'm kind of the trend setter for my family. Despite this awesome talent, I'm not my dad's favorite child. I know this is sad, but my other sisters aren't the favorites either. No, my dad's favorite in the family is his golf clubs. This is no joke. He told me on more than one occasion that he loves his golf clubs more than me. On my seventeenth birthday card he wrote, "Schmaesh, well you're not as great as my golf clubs, but you're alright!".... Thanks Da Papa. I'm pretty sure he's joking, but it's hard to tell sometimes if he's being serious or not. Anyways, Da Papa is a very simple guy. He enjoys quite a bit of sports, including football, basketball, volleyball, baseball, hockey, and curling. He plays in a men's basketball league. He actually told me that he was down a player for their game that day. Obviously, I offered to play with them because he coached me for five years when I was younger in basketball, and I'm still pretty good at it (Physical Education Class Hero. No Big Deal.) But his response was "Schmaesh, no offense, but I need good and physical players on my team." Again, thanks Da Papa. I tried to defend myself and used the P.E. class example on how good I am, but he just told me that I would be playing with 50 year old guys and that they would not hesitate to foul me. So, I responded to that with the fact that I'm kind of a beast and that I would also not hesitate to foul them either. Needless to say, he didn't let me go. Now, back to his characteristics. Well, he's bald. That's pretty fun. He also gets pretty annoyed whenever I talk, as he calls it, "stupid" to our dog, Harley. I do it anyways, but he doesn't like it. My dad and I also have a secret handshakes. I would tell you what it was, but it's kind of a secret. We also say goodbye very weirdly. Instead of hugging or shaking hands, we head-but and say "mer." My sister, Alli, started the "mer" when she got her cat, the Fuzziasteiny. It kind of stuck with the family so now whenever my dad goes to work or on a trip, we say farewell saying "mer." But, yeah... That's Da Papa, and I love him even though he loves his golf clubs more than me!    

N3- DO WORK!

So for this blog we're suppose to write about where we work, where we want to work or our future career. I am not currently employed anywhere, and my friends won't let me live it down. I'm actually planning on working over the summer at Darien Lake. However, I don't want to work in the water park or anything  like that because every person I talked to who work at Darien Lake said they hated working there because the water park was discusting and the people there were smelly. I want to work at the Darien Lake Hotel because I've been told that it's much nicer than the rest of the park. I know that it may seem lame of me to talk about this since I don't have a job, but this is a blog so that's that. Now on to my future career, teaching. I want to be a high school English teacher, kind of like Mr. Currin, but not completely. Unlike Mr.Currin, I won't make creepy faces at my students whenever they want my attention...Just saying. Anyways, I'm going to Niagara University to attend the English education department. I'm really excited because Niagara's program actually sends the students out freshman year to schools to observe the different age groups of classrooms. I went to a luncheon on March 25th and some of the English Department members spoke about different situations they went through. One told a story about how she wanted to be a kindergarten teacher, but she went to student teach at a school, and a kindergartener bit her leg and punched her in the face. Needless to say, she decided against teaching ages 4-6. I've spent my middle school years with my mom babysitting a variety of kids. I think that my experience with those kids also made me want to teach high school students.  

N1- SPRING into Spring!

  Well, although spring isn't my favorite season, it is definitely a nice break from the freezing cold weather we endure during the winter. I cannot explain how much I hate the cold weather. It's nice at the beginning of winter, before Christmas that is, but after that it should just skip to beautiful weather. Unfortunately, that doesn't happen so we'll just have to deal with this transition into warm or cold weather. Anyways I like spring because it gets to be nice enough weather where I can change my outfits up a little more than wearing hoodies and sweatpants. I can actually wear shorts or jeans for once in my life. Also, spring occurs throughout May. Actually, spring goes from March 20th or 21st to June 20th or 21st and summer goes until September 21st. Mr. Currin revealed that this is how he can get away with telling people his birthday is during the summer, when in actuality, it's September 15th. I'm sorry, I'm not very motivated right now and I'm putting random facts on this blog because I can't think of anything else to write about spring. I think the reason I'm not focused is because Justin Bieber is being talked about because of his new song "Boyfriend." It's actually really good and I think I might purchase it on the itunes. I also think that the chorus sounds similar to Justin Timberlake, whom I love. Anyways, I also think I'm distracted by the Macbeth video being shown with Jordan Hall trying to show that he's paying attention, when he really isn't. I also am distracted by the Dodgeball tournament that is occurring today at 5:30. I think its going to be pretty exciting because the teams are all very good. Honestly I hope the Freshman class wins because they are the underdogs and I think that would be hilarious if they won.     

N2- Interview with Bill Penny

Bill

                                                                          Penny

  Obviously, many of you know that Bill Penny is the Bulldog's lead reporter and writes the "Teacher Feature" column at The Bulldog student newspaper. Fortunately, Bill Penny had time to share a few facts about himself before pursuing yet another life threatening article story. When faced with the question relating to his favorite dinosaur, he responded with "Pass, next question." I realized this was a normal response because that question was pretty challenging, so I moved on the next question which was "What do you want to be or where do you want to go after high school?" Bill Penny then responded yet again with, "Pass, next question." This confused me and made me wonder if Bill Penny was going to answer any of my questions. When I confronted him about this he became very defensive and almost threw a chair at another interviewing group of reporters. I got a little scared, but after about ten minutes he calmed down. Then I asked him if he had a best friend, and he replied Gavin Laben because he was the first person Bill met when he came to Alden. Gavin also lives across the street from Bill Penny, which adds to their friendship bond. Now I don't want to confuse anyone and make them think that Gavin is Bill Penny's only friend. Bill Penny has multiple friends, but has Gavin as his best friend. Now that that's cleared up, I asked what his favorite subject is in school and why. Bill answered math class, but only algebra, like mental math. I thought to myself that math includes other components like trigonometry and geometry, but Bill Penny added that algebra was the only part he enjoyed because he is good at it. Then after this debate on mathematics, I asked the question "What is your favorite song/ band right now?" He replied the band Avett Brothers was the "bee's knee's" and his favorite song was "Laundry Room" because it is good. This was the last of the questions I asked Bill Penny, so I went back to the first two questions. After asking the first question about dinosaurs for a second time, Bill Penny answered, "Pass, next question" once again, and I got a little nervous. I asked the question about what he wants to be for a second time, and I surprisingly got a calm response. Bill wants to be an accountant in the future, but plans on taking the first year off. Once this question went over smoothly, I tried asking the dinosaur question for a third time. After about three minutes of deep thought, he finally replied, "Pterodactyl" because everyone thinks it's a bird, but it's really a dinosaur. I have to be honest in saying that this interview had to be the most productive interview I've ever encountered and it made me understand Bill Penny a lot more.    

M3-Really?

Really? Why would you ever text and drive? People know what can happen and they just do it anyways. It really bothers me. Plus I don't understand how they can text and drive. I mean I have a hard time changing the radio station without swerving. I can't even look at my phone when I'm driving. It's just really annoying when I'm trying to drive peacefully and I see someone not paying attention to the road. In an article recently sent to the class, I read this portion and found it very interesting. "The typical time it took a driver who was not texting to respond to the flashing light was one to two seconds. But when the driver was texting, the reaction time extended to three to four seconds, and the texting motorist was 11 times more likely to miss a flashing light altogether" (Forsyth). Really? This should be proof enough that people should stop texting and driving. My sister, Andi, is probably the worst offenders. She's gotten better, but she was becoming one of those people. So not only does she text while she drives, but she speeds as well. I literally can't be a passenger in her car because I get so nervous. I ask her to stop texting and she pretty much says that she does this all the time and she's really good at it. Really Andi? That's not something to be proud of!I even offer to text for her so she doesn't text, but she claims it's a private conversation. What's so important that you have to text that person right away? I mean you can wait until you get home or to your destination? No text is that important. I don't care if Angelina Jolie texted you saying she wants you to be in her next movie. It's not worth possibly losing your life, or ending someone else's...plus that text would probably be fake.

M2- Sooooo Embarrassed!

Okay so I spent the entire class Wednesday trying to think of an embarrassing moment, but I just couldn't come up with a quality one. But thank goodness I went to the Sabres game that day, or else the most embarrassing moment of my life wouldn't have occurred. By the way, the Sabres won the game in overtime, no big deal. Anyways, the setting was Washington street, next to a random building which I don't know the name of. There was also a lovely aroma in the air. At first I thought it was the smell of Honey Nut Cheerios, but my dad mentioned Lucky Charms and I quickly changed my mind. Although this has nothing to do with what happened, I felt it needed to be said. Anyways, back to the embarrassing story. My dad and I were speed walking down the street, and there were a few people behind us, but not super close. So as we were walking, I get the awesome idea (at the time it was more awesome) to Hardcore Parkoure on the side of the building. For those who don't know what Hardcore Parkoure is, it was on the T.V. show The Office, although it was known before The Office. it's where the main purpose is to move from place to place by vaulting, rolling, running, climbing, and jumping on walls, buildings, or any place that is impossible for people to climb. This makes these Parkourers pretty hardcore, thus the Hardcore Parkour. Now I'm not a legitimate Parkourer. I'm The Office version of a Parkourer, where I just jump off walls and reach a maximum height of like nineteen inches. Anyways, I chose to do this off the building my dad and I were walking by. So I jump off the wall that's to my left and I say "HARDCORE PARKOUR" relatively loud. However, as I begin to land on my right foot, my sprained ankle from volleyball came back to haunt me and it completely gave out, and I pulled an "Austin Hopcia" and fell completely on my side. It wasn't even that awkward until the people who were walking behind us came up and were like, "Oh my gosh are you okay?" and I literally sprang up and speed walked away saying "Um, I'm fine..." Then my dad started laughing hysterically. It was pretty embarrassing, but it does make a good memory!

L3- Angry!

I'm not going to lie, I'm a very angry person. A lot of things and people make me very frustrated. I can't list all of them because there are too many. I've narrowed it down to the top seven things that make me angry. I'll start from number seven and work my way up. So number seven is being yelled at when I'm trying to pay attention to a Girls' Modified Basketball game. It's really upsetting when you're trying to volunteer and help out and you begin to get screamed at for starting the time two seconds late. I'm just saying there's a little, no, a lot of frustration. Anyways, the sixth thing that makes me angry is people walking in the hallway going about .01 miles an hour in front of me. Not only do they go .01 miles an hour, but they decide to stop to talk to someone in the middle of the hallway, making it impossible for me to pass them. I have things to do and places to be, and these people just make me so upset and angry. Just talking about it makes me angry, so I'll move on to number five on my anger list, which is people who turn off my computer without me knowing...you know who you are...Kathleen Herter. Anyways, my next subject that makes me angry is the T.V. show Dance Moms. I wrote a blog on it titled "Dance Moms" which contains all my frustrations on the show. I'll just let you read that because writing all down would take a lot of space on this blog. So, number three on my anger list is when people say "funner" and "funnest." It is definitely not "funner" and "funnest." it is "more fun" and "most fun." That is more of a pet peeve than anything, but it still really irritates me. Alright, so I never used to be this angry. I think when I started driving, I began to release more anger at people. This brings me to number two on my list which is other people driving. I just can't stand the little things people do when they drive, like not turning their turn signals on or people passing me in a 30 mph zone going 65 mph. Again there are other things on driving, but it would take me forever to write them all down. And now to the number one item on my list that just makes my skin crawl with rage: Brian Stoldt. Now this blog is already past 400 words, so I'll write a blog dedicated to the one thing that makes me more angry than anything. So you can read my choice blog titled "Continuation of L3!"

L2- Megh Scared!

I, like most people, have a couple things and events that I fear. I'd say about six major fears, but there are probably more, and I just can't think of any more. These fears are not in any particular order either. They're all equally creepy. I don't have the usual fears, like spiders or heights, but I do not like giant bugs. Now, by giant I mean larger than a thumb tack. I just don't like the thought of bugs crawling around me. I am also afraid of R.O.U.S.es. This stands for Rodents Of Unusual Size. Again, large things that are meant to be small, crawling around just freak me out. My third fear would be frogs. I hate frogs. They're so gross and slimy and it's just creepy how they sound and look. I think this fear dates back to my youth when my mom, Liz Breyer, would have the kids she babysat play out by the pond in our backyard. There were a lot of frogs in our pond so my mom would host frog races. Well, one time, my older sister, Andi, was being pretty mean and decided to put a frog down the back of my shirt and laugh as I screamed in disgust. That was pretty rough. Anyways, I also have a fear of the flying monkeys in the play, The Wizard of Oz. I just really don't like monkeys. I don't think they're cute at all. Their faces look too close to human faces and they look like really hairy, creepy humans. And whoever decided to put wings on them was just weird. Anyways, I also fear be buried alive. I think that's pretty self- explanatory. And I also have Luposlipaphobia, or the fear of being pursued by timber wolves around a kitchen table while wearing socks on a newly-waxed floor. No Big Deal.

L1- Superbowl 2012

So this year's Superbowl was probably the best to date for multiple reasons. One reason was that I got to go to the Delzer house to enjoy their lovely company. I also got to see my older sister, Andrea, for the day. My parents left before us to the Delzer's house and my sister and I got there about a half an hour later. And when we got there, we were surprised by my other sister Alli. That was really exciting because she told everyone that she had to work that day and we were all really upset she couldn't come. She wasn't very stealthy about it, however. First of all, she parked the car in the middle of the driveway, so we couldn't park at all. Then when I came in the house she was standing in the hallway and tried to run and hide after I came in the house and closed the door. Despite the lame attempt to surprise me, it was still really nice to see her. Plus Alli and I pretty much chilled the entire game together, and we fell asleep on one of the chairs in the Delzer's home about five minutes before the Superbowl ended. It was a little sad, but I don't care. However, one of the greatest Superbowl moments was when I found out that my mother and I were the winners of $1000 from the Superbowl 2012 game. I actually chose the winning square that indicated the exact score of the game...NO BIG DEAL. It wasn't my greatest achievement, but it is definitely one of my top five greatest achievements. However, I'd say that when my mom actually got the money was the most exciting moment because she came into the living room where I was sitting and "made it rain" with the one thousand dollars we had won. Pretty spectacular, I know.

K3- Carpe Dium...note no colors :O

Seven hours

As Bartholomew lay sleeping in his nautical themed room, he can't help but think about the day of fun and enjoyment that will occur. He looked at the clock on his nightstand, next to the picture frame of himself and his father and mother out on the docks where their family's boat, titled Carpe Dium, stay all night long. The clock read eleven o' clock. Bart was so excited that he couldn't keep his eyes closed for more than five minutes. So he tried to think of the upcoming day. He thought about the sun's rays shining down on him, warming every inch of his face. Then the cooling breeze that begins as the boat rushes forward, as if trying to reach the open waters as quick as possible, refreshes the sun's harsh embrace. This combination of hot and cold helped Bart close his eyes and helped him fall asleep...for now.

Four hours

Bart awoke once again, and this time he looked at the clock to see that it is only two o' clock in the morning. He didn't know what else to think about to get him to sleep. Unfortunately, the only memory Bart could think of was his last few moments with his mother. Bart remembered her short white hair as it moved in the wind while the boat was in motion. Then he recalled the hospital bed where she laid the last few days she was alive. This thought stimulated his memory of her monitor buzzing one of the most depressing noises imaginable. This put Bart back to sleep, in tears.

Five minutes

The excitement in Bart's eyes as he lifted his tired lids from a few hours of sleep almost jumped out of his head. He rubbed his eyes and cried a little. This time, last year, was when his mother would walk into his room, sit on the bed, and place her hand, lovingly, on his head to wake him up. It has been pretty difficult for Bart and his father to cope with their loss. They used to go boating together, as a family. Then the door opened suddenly and Bart's father walked in to see Bart in tears. His father quickly went to Bart and hugged him. They both cried a little more but realized that she wouldn't want them to cry over her, when there was a boat on the docks and a sea of exploration just waiting for them. They knew exactly what she would say if she saw them like this; "Boys, let's seize the day!"

K2- Why Winter?

As the cold, dry weather of winter fell upon the coast, many flee in the hopes of finding warmer weather. The fall season gives them a chance to prepare for the long journey ahead, despite its frightful and persistent need to complicate one's flight. I've always wondered what it would be like to stay behind and endure the bitter chill of Mother Nature's breeze. I wonder how some tolerate the harsh weather at its severest, when it seems almost unbearable to live at the warmest point of the day. I would never have the courage to stay behind. I couldn't forget the warmth of the sun and the perfect time of day to soar through the clear blue sky. When there isn't a cloud in sight and there's just a small gust of wind to rest on when you're gliding through an endless space of blue is the most fulfilling experience of one's life. There's no enjoyment in the vigorous strain of escaping the callous season in fear of the horrifying realization of possibly remaining in this deserted wasteland of white ground and grey skies. I almost don't even want to wait for the fall season to begin. Why wait for the winds to get colder and colder as time passes on? Why not just begin the journey to happiness and freedom from the winter as soon as possible? If I were to pick the perfect time to soar, I would've left yesterday. Even though it's only the month of August, I'm already feeling a gust of the changing seasons. I can't wait for another month just to train for the flight. We've been flying our whole lives! How could we prepare any more for this trip? I don't understand why they all want to stay for the primary chill of winter, when we could just skip it all together.

K1- True Story!

This is the sad, true story about Brian Stoldt. This picture was actually captured at the very moment. Obviously the man looks exactly like Brian so there's no denying that that man in the picture is he. Anyways, it all started one rainy afternoon in Small Town U.S.A on Elm Street where Brian Stoldt sat alone in a chair. This chair was a very pale grey color, symbolizing the loneliness throughout the household. Brian just sat there motionless in his chair. The only light in the room came from a small lamp which was placed on a stool, next to Brian's chair. However, the light seemed very dull, almost as if the sadness in the room was on its way to destroying the only speck of light and happiness in the house. The house never used to be this sad. The Stoldt house used to be a range of colors varying from bright blues to radiant reds. The house began to darken most likely when Brian's family went on vacation. Brian didn't want to go for some reason. I don't think we will ever know why. Anyways, Brian continued to sit in his chair until he heard a slight squeak. Brian looked around and began to feel paranoid. Then he heard the squeak again, only a little louder as if the noise was getting closer to him. All Brian could think of was that a burglar or a monster was coming to get him. He wouldn't admit it, but he was convinced that it was a monster. Then he looked down at the ground and screamed as loud as he possibly could. He swore it was a giant rattle snake and jumped from his grey chair. The "rattle snake" went under the rug next to the chair, so Brian took the opportunity to...run away. He got all the way outside, then realized that his actions weren't very manly. In fact, he wasn't even remotely brave. So he returned, cautiously, back into the house with a baseball bat he got out of the garage. However he saw the "snake" move under the carpet and he dropped the bat and ran to the chair. The "snake" was coming closer to him so he picked up his chair and threw it at the "snake." Unfortunately he missed completely and he cowered in the corner. When he looked to see if the "snake" was still there, all he saw was a little white mouse sitting next to the rug. This is when Brian realized that the "rattle snake" he thought he saw was just a tiny little mouse. This was really embarrassing for Brian, so he shooed the mouse outside, and he cleaned the room up. After the room was all clean, he decided not to tell his family of what happened. Unfortunately, he didn't realize that there were a few kids hanging outside his house and captured this picture which proves this to be a really true story, no matter what Brian says!

J3-Dance Moms

So I've decided to write my choice blog about the T.V. show "Dance Moms." I'm watching this show right now, and I have to say that it's rough. It's about a group of dancers that are ages 5 to 12 and they have a really intense coach. However, the coach isn't the bad part. Rather, the moms of the dancers are the most annoying group of selfish people I've ever seen. Don't get me wrong, I think that the coach is crazy too, but the moms just annoy me so much. I have to blog about it. Well, the most annoying mom on this show is Chloe's mom. By the way, I understand that you won't know who I'm talking about, but I need to vent about this. Anyways, she is so ridiculous because she complains about how her daughter isn't the best dancer and that this other mom is saying that her daughter is better. The only thing is the other mom's daughter is better because she has beaten every other girl week after week. The thing is that Chloe's mom overexhaggerates saying that Maddie (the better dancer) isn't as good as Chloe. Well, that makes sense because Maddie has beaten Chloe in every competition they've had. Wow Chloe's mom, wow. Well she's the most annoying, but there is Peyton's mom who basically had to scream her way in. (P.S. I'm really sorry for all this confusion!) So Peyton tried out for the dance crew, but didn't make it, so her mom runs in to Kathy, who is the dance instructor, and yelled at her saying that she's blind and made a huge mistake and wouldn't stop complaining. Oh my goodness, just deal with the fact that your daughter is not a good dancer and get her into a different dance crew, where you don't have to buy your way in! These moms reallly irritate me and I can't stand watching this show anymore, but nothing else is on!

J2- Mrs. A

My favorite teacher when I was in 4th grade was Mrs. Anderjeski. I wasn't really fond of her when I first had her as a teacher, but she is the reason I have my dog, Harley. Well, her neighbor technically did, but she brought the idea up for the class. One day she asked our class, of about seven students, if anyone was interested in getting a puppy because her neighbor's pure bread Doberman had a litter of puppies. I went home that day and literally begged my mom and dad to get one of the puppies. After awhile of begging and begging and begging, my parents finally agreed to get a puppy. We went after church one Sunday to see the puppies and my mom claimed that we were only going to look at the puppies, which I knew was a lie. Usually when my mom says we're just going to "look" at something we will buy it. So when we got to the house, the neighbor led us to a shed where all the puppies were. I've never seen so many cute puppy faces at one time ever in my life. Anyways, we looked at all the puppies and they were all a dark black color, except for one puppy that was light brown. When we saw that puppy my mom, being a cheeseball, said that she knew that was the puppy. So we ended up taking that puppy home and naming him Harley. We've had him for eight years now and he's the greatest dog I've ever had. I realize that this blog kind of got off the subject of who my favorite teacher is, but I only liked Mrs. Anderjeski because she helped my family get Harley. That is kind of mean. Well, I did like her as a teacher, but not as my favorite teacher ever. Alright, I've completely gotten off the subject of favorite teachers.

J1- I Can Be Your Hero Baby!

Heroism is a very simple word, yet its meaning is anything but simple. A hero can be anyone from Batman to a person saving a cat from a tree. Heroes don't have to have superpowers or save innocent people from evil villains. They could just be ordinary people, like policemen or firemen. I think that the main attributes in heroism are courage and compassion. It may sound a bit lame, but I think compassion is really important because if the person doesn't care, somewhat, about whom or why they are saving someone, then they won't try their hardest and will most likely give up on helping that person. The real heroes care about what they do, like how policemen genuinely want to help the community and protect the people in it. A hero also needs courage because it's really difficult to risk your self-image or even your life for someone else. You might not even know that person, which makes heroes more than courageous. With this definition, I'd have to say that my personal hero is my mom, Liz Breyer. She is just so...cheese ball like. I say this because she is so cheesy in all of her jokes, which make them hilarious. Her voice whenever she cracks a joke usually goes up a couple octaves and that adds to the hilarity of the joke. She's so funny and she cares about everyone. She will help anyone with anything and she won't ever ask for anything in return. She is also the best mom in the world, and I'm not just saying that because she's my mom. She has influenced everyone she meets in a positive way because she genuinely cares about everyone she meets. She is the nicest and sweetest person I know and I would be honored and completely grateful if I could become one third of a mother, and a person that my mom is.

II-Skiing Championship 2012!

This year, the Physical Education Department recieved brand new television sets that have the kinect sports on them for each class. This year, Mr. James Helmicki hosted the school's first ever Skiing Championship. It was the most talked about event in the history of Alden High School so far. Each of Helmicki's classes were entered in this competition. Each person played at least twice because a person would be eliminated after two losses. However, a person would have the opportunity to make it to the top three positions with one loss. There were a lot of tears shed and a lot of hearts broken.

Fortunately, we have the results of a few of Mr. Helmicki's classes that partook in these festivities. On Day 2, two classes took place during block 2 and 3. The first place champion of the block 2 class is Samuel Vogt, followed in second with Dylan Phelps, and third place with Adam Strasser. These were very close matches and Sam Vogt did indeed do a backflip when he realized he won the Championship. When block 3 came around, there was a whole lot of smack talk between the competitors. However, the actions spoke way louder when Brandon Wizack became the champion of his class by a landslide...literally! All jokes aside, the second place winner, Dante, played a tough match. He does have the ability to say that he beat Tom Widman, however. One class on day 3, block 3 partook in the challenge of Skiing. This all freshman class brought out the success of John Kiener, who took first place. In second place, the first girl to make it to the top 3, Nuwer (unclear on the first name) came out very close. Then Morgan (unclear on the first name) achieved the third place spot for his class. The final day of these championships was Day 1 with two classes block 1 and block 3. Block 1 was probably one of the closest matches of the entire competition. The first place champion of this block was unknown. However, second place winner, Brian Stoldt, claimed he was a little guy and only won by "three thirds" of a point. He was pretty distraught by the loss and began to cry. He wouldn't admit this, but unknown sources came forward to elaborate on the story. He could state the third place winner to be Tyler Glaser. And finally, the final championship was block 3. This was a very decieving round, for the favorite to win the whole thing was Phil Bifulco going into the finals without a loss. However, he didn't think about his opponent, Amber Breyer, Gym Class Hero. She went into the quarter finals with one loss against Phil, so confidence was pretty low for Amber at this point. Then the final match came down to Amber Breyer and Phil Bifulco battling to the death, metaphorically speaking. Amber had to win two games to be called champion because Phil hadn't lost yet. Instead of whining and complaining, Amber Breyer never quit and continued on to win the Championship and become the first female to do so. It was a very close game, however. Phil Bifulco did indeed win the third match out of four. While he bacame second place, Alexis Barabas took third place to end the Helmicki Skiing Championship of 2012.

1-5-12 She Never Cries!

So I believe that there are two highlights in my holiday break. This first highlight occurred on Christmas Day. My older sister Allison is not much or a "cryer." This is saying a lot because my mom will start crying at a movie, show, or even a commercial she has watched for a mere two minutes. Allison probably got my dad's emotions, along with his back hair. Anyways, back to inability to cry. So last year Alli's boyfriend, Jared, got her a diamond necklace for Christmas which made her cry. I, unfortunately, missed this occurrence and was pretty disappointed in it. So this year, Alli really wanted a Mac computer. However, after all the presents were sorted and opened, there was no computer for Alli. She didn't notice and didn't care that she hadn't received a Mac for Christmas, but then my other sister, Andi, pointed out one more present that was hiding underneath the table in our living room that was for Alli from Santa. So Alli opened the present and found a brand new Mac computer that she had asked for. Then the unthinkable happened and Alli began to cry. I actually got to witness this rare occurrence and I have to say, it was pretty amazing. It was like watching a beached whale helped back into the ocean. Yes, that was a little cheesy, but this was a cheesy moment! Just when I thought Alli was actually a sensitive person, she said, "I don't know why I'm crying! I guess I only cry when I get really expensive things." And Alli went back to her life. Another experience I had was New Year's Eve...by myself. It was really fun being by myself at midnight without a television on. My sister Alli fell asleep at about 8:30 p.m. while my other sister Andi fell asleep at 10:30 p.m. It was the highlight of my new year. I would just like to say now that the last two lines were completely sarcastic in case you were unaware.

1-5-12 Amber's Bucket List!

If I had to choose three things to do before I die, I would definitely have placing first, second, or third in a cheeseburger eating contest. I just think that be awesome to be able to tell people. Plus, I believe if it's a big event, you can get an article in the newspaper. Speaking as a member of the Online Publishing Newsroom, I know how big of a deal that would be. I would also like to take a cruise to an island and swim with sharks. I don't know why, but when I watch Shark Week, it always looks so cool when there are people that just sit at the bottom of a shore and have sharks swarm them. They even get to feed the sharks sometimes. I would imagine that there would also be a rush of adrenaline I'd feel, which would also be really fun to achieve, no matter how scared I would be. And the final item on my bucket list would be to go to the Super Bowl at least once and see either the Buffalo Bills or the New Orleans Saints win. I know the Saints already won the Super bowl once, but I like Drew Brees and it was really fun watching them win on T.V. I think it'd be way cooler to see them play in person. I'd also like to see the Bills play in the Super Bowl in person because I'm from Buffalo and it's kind of a given I love that team. Although it's a little farfetched, I'd still like to see it happen at least once in my life. Oh man, I just thought about the chance that both the Saints and the Bills make it to the Super Bowl and have to play each other. I'm not sure which team I would root for more. It's a tough call, but I think I'd want Buffalo to win. I do love Drew Brees and the Saints team, but it's just un-American to not want your home team to win the Super Bowl.