St. Patrick's Day (and following weekend)

This blog is just going to be about my St. Patrick's Day and the weekend following it, nothing special really, just couldn't think of anything else because nothing really happened this week.
First, St. Patrick's Day was kind of a bust for me. I didn't know what to expect of it since we're at college and everything, but I unfortunately set my hopes too high. I did end up drinking, go figure, but I was expecting some huge party, but there wasn't any. I can understand why though, because it was the middle of the week, and a lot of my friends had tests Thursday and Friday. But I still had a good time though, me and a few of my hall mates just ended up drinking Guinness and playing video games until like 3 a.m. Niceeeeeeee. The next day was supposed to be the next "attack." I wasn't too worried though, there were a shit ton of police and the fucker probably would have gotten his shit wrecked. I don't understand why anyone wishes that kind of stuff on us, whether it be a joke or not, it's still bothers me that some Italian dickhead is messing with us like that. But anyways, Friday came around and I was supposed to go home after English, which was canceled so I could leave early that day. I had to go home for a job interview, for a job that I've had for the past four years. The worst part is that it's just for a life guarding job, so it's not even like actual work, unless I actually have to save someone which is when it gets pretty intense. During the interview, I found out that I didn't have to come home for it, they could have just done it over the phone, which was just freaking fantastic. I ended up baby siting for 7 hours the rest of that day, and apparently I missed a really fun weekend here too. The next day though I left at 12:00 p.m. and made it here by 2:58. The drive is normally supposed to be a 4 hour drive, but lets just say the roads were open, there were no cops, and I'm a champ. And I'm spent.

Spring Break

I don't know about you guys, but my spring break was not that good at all. To start off, we got out way too early. All of my other friends got off this week, so last week I just sat around with my friends that go here that I see almost everyday. Since most of my friends go to Maryland schools, and most Maryland schools got out this week, it was really boring. The first couple of days were alright, just because I had a rough week going into Spring break and I needed it. It was nice not to have to do any work. I just sat around and, you guessed it, drank with my best friend. After that I started to get boring. I ended up staying home all day and just lay around. One of the days I went out with my mom and she bought me a whole bunch of stuff, and that was nice. It was nice seeing all of my family again too, but that's only so fun. My two best friends that go to Maryland got home that Friday, but I couldn't hang out with them because They were either too tired or they're parents wanted to take them somewhere, which is alright. I got to hang out with them all Saturday, but that was it, we kinda just drove around, although we went to Chipotle which is always great. We really need one of those down here, Moe's is bush league compared to Chipotle. We also watched Zombieland that night. That's a movie that's always great every time you see it, it makes you really want to go kill zombies. After that I just went home and left the next day. I got to bring my car down which was nice, and I get to keep it for the rest of the year. I have to go back home next week though because I have a job interview at a place where I've been working for the past four years. They got a new manager so he wanted to see his options which is ok. Anyways, spring break kinda sucked, although the no school was nice.

Why I Can't Wait for Spring Break

Spring Break cannot come soon enough for me. I have had the worst weekend and will have an even worse week coming up. To start off this shit hole, we lost to Maryland. The game was awesome, and we came so close to winning twice, but came up short. My friends from Maryland were going to come down for the game too, but had to back out at the last minute, which really sucked. What also sucks is the party I was going to go to got canceled because the people throwing it were too depressed about the game. How bad is that. The next bad thing that happened this weekend was the U.S. losing to Canada in Hockey. I'm not gonna lie, the game was great and both teams deserved to win, but the fact that Sydney Crosby had the game winning goal was the worst of it. That man eats babies for breakfast lunch and dinner (I hate everything there is to do with Pittsburgh Players and teams)leave it too a Pittsburgh player to screw over the U.S., I'm sure glad we pay him millions of dollars to play. After that I had to do work from the game until this blog, and then I need to study for the upcoming week. Although, today was pretty productive. I got the two papers done that actually weren't half-assed, all my chemistry homework, and this blog done not at the last minute. But this week is going to suck. I have a project due Friday for my online class, which shouldn't be bad, but because of the rest of the week, it's a pain in the ass. On Wednesday, I have a pig practical for biolab which is going to be god awful. I need to know everything inside of a fetal pig including the organs, arteries and veins. Then, on Thursday, I have Two tests back to back for Chem and Bio, my two hardest classes. It's going to be rough. All I know is that when this week is over and I'm back home, I'm getting hammered with my older brother and best friend. Is it bad that the first thing I turn to is Alcohol? Ah screw it, I don't care. Well that's enough bitching for me, hope everyone else has a good last week.

Creative Writing Story

A man and a woman are lost on a country road. They were trying to go to Frankfort, Kentucky when they stopped in a Starbucks to get directions. They asked the Starbucks employee there, who had an eye patch and looked like his entire face was burned, for directions. He spattered something crazy, pointed down the country road they were currently on and gave them their coffee with a maniacal look. As the couple traveled down the road, they stopped at an old road map to try and find their directions. The map had only one road: the road they were on, and a big TURN AROUND written over the town that seemed to be at the end of the road. On the ground, they found an old camera full of undeveloped film and decided to take it to get the film developed to try and find the owner. They decided to continue down the road to the town on the map to ask for more directions. It took about another hour to finally reach the town, which looked deserted. They found the nearest gas station, honked their horn, and someone came out. It was what looked like the same guy from the Starbucks that gave them to poor directions, only this one could speak. He kindly filled them up. They asked for directions, and he said that it was getting late and that they should stay at the inn for the night and get their bearings in the morning. They agreed, and he pointed them in the direction of the inn. On the way to the inn, they decided to stop in by the photoshop and get the film developed. They got it developed and decided to look at it later. They arrived at the inn to check in and, sure enough, what seemed to be the same guy was there to check them in. Though weird, they still checked in and got settled as a storm began to brew. They sat in bed together and decided to look at the photos, and as they did, a look of horror ran across their faces. All the pictures were of the man they’ve been seeing all day, only in each picture with him was a dead person, brutally mangled. Just as they got through the last picture, a bolt of lightning flashed and they saw out their window the man, watching them and wearing his Starbucks uniform. Moral of the story: Starbucks is evil. That was quite possibly the dumbest story I have ever written but hey it works. I had to work with the setting as a man and woman lost on a country road, the character as a Starbucks employee, and detail as an old camera full of undeveloped film.

Deutschland

As you may remember from last time, I talked about how I went to Germany during the best summer ever. Well I'm going to talk about that specific trip in this weeks blog. First, The German's Came here for a month. My German's name was Thilo, he was 6'5", and spoke English perfectly. Their time here was fun, but the time in Germany was even better. When I first arrived, I unpacked and we rode bikes (which is what we did all the time to travel) to their nearby lake, and I accidentally fell asleep in the grass because of jet lag. the next day we went to class, which was interesting because their time intervals were very similar to ours, only they were allowed to eat in class. This went on for a few days until the Friday, when the first game Germany played in the Euro Cup was on. Nearly the entire town met in this giant pavilion to watch the game. I'm not gonna lie, we got hammered. They ended up losing but we still partied later at some other guys house, where I ended up getting sick from drinking too much. That didn't happen again.
After that, we stayed in town for a while longer and then left for a two week side trip. We would go to a small town, stay there for a couple days, but would go to larger cities during the day and return at night. Within the first week, I visited Munich, Berlin, and Buchenwald concentration camp. It wasn't a death camp, and we bombed the crap out of it so there wasn't much left, but the incinerator, the "science" building and the place were they would torture people were still intact. That place was very eerie and made you think. After that, we continued through out the country, visiting towns and castles during the day and getting drunk at night until we returned to our Germans for the final week.
From there we just did whatever we wanted, like my "parents" took me a few other places and took me to a sweet firework show. At night, again, we would go out and drink and watch the soccer games, which they watch more religiously then we do football, and just have an all around good time.
I learned a lot during this trip and it was one of the best times of my life. I hope to do it again or perhaps have my kids do it when they're old enough.

Best Summer So Far

For this blog I'm going to talk about the best Summer I ever had: The Summer before my Senior Year. It started off with a exchange program trip to Germany, where I lived with my German exchange student for two and a half weeks, and then explored the rest of Germany for a two weeks. It was really fun there, especially getting to learn about their culture and cities. Also the drinking age was 16 then, which was very convenient.
After that, I returned home just leave for a another camp thing I had to do for my school. Because I was lazy my senior year, I decided to take yearbook as a class. Unfortunately, I had to go to a year book camp at Gettysburg College with my friend and Co-editor Matt for a week. The days were boring, but at night we were allowed free time and it was an 8-2 girl to guy ratio, also very convenient. That actually turned out to be really fun.
Next was the best Fourth of July ever at my friends house. It was one of the biggest parties I have ever been too as it included all of my friends friends, and his older brothers friends, and a lot of the people that are invited by friends of friends.
The rest of the summer was the best part. I got to watch my Dad live one of his dreams. As kids, my Dad coached both me and my brother on Exchange, a team at our local little league baseball club called Federal Little league. He has been coaching that team for almost ten or more years now, and that summer he was chosen to be the manager of the All-Star team. The entire summer, I watched this team win their way our local tournament, to the Maryland tournament (which they won), to the Mid-Atlantic Regional Tournament (which they also won), until they were the Mid-Atlantic Region representatives in the 2008 Little League World Series! Don't believe me? Here's a link to an article about them, my dad is Bill Abeles, mentioned in the article .http://www.herald-mail.com/?cmd=displaystory&story_id=200773&format=html They didn't win, but it's still the fact that they made it that's awesome, and all my Dad cared about. That's why the summer of 2008 was my best summer ever.

Winter Break

I decided to blog about my Winter break last/this year. It started off at the end of my Bio final last semester, which was placed for the last possible day to take finals (ass), and a good feeling about my scores. I then took what should have been a 4 hour drive, it ended up being 6 hours, back home with Bob and my friend Mike. During that time we hit traffic about 2 hours away from home and sat for about 2 hours, and because of the slow traffic, I ended up having to pee in a bottle, which takes some skill when the car is moving and stopping frequently I have to say. After I finally got back, I went to my friends house who I hadn't seen in a while and played video games until about three in the morning. A few days later was Christmas. I got some pretty cool and unexpected things this year. Some of those unexpected things were a camera, a pair of black Timberlands (I ask for boots, but not quite those), a VT snuggie, and somehow my friend found an adult sized onesie with dinosaurs on it and gave it to me. Yes it is here at Tech. After that, I got to watch my Aunts house with my older brother for a week. He had turned 21 a few days before, so it just ended up being me, him, and two of our friends drinking and playing video games all night. That was pretty sweet. For New Years, since no one has parties anymore in Hagerstown because a certain someone moved, we didn't figure out what we were doing until about 8 o'clock at night. But it still ended up being a lot of fun seeing all my close friends again. I then went on a three day ski trip to Wisp Mountain with 9 of my friends and one of their girlfriends, which was awkward because she was a sophomore in high school, but fun nonetheless. We stayed in a cabin about five minutes from the mountain. We would ski all day, and then party at night. Good times. After that, I didn't really do anything else until I got back to Tech. But yeah, that was my Winter break, and I didn't realize how good it actually was until I wrote this blog at the last second.