My oldest sister Katie who is the College ​Neighborhood Coordinator at Penn State main is in the process of making State Patty's Day less reckless as it has been in the past. In effort, she and other volunteers and students are encouraging families to be present while the unofficial day is being celebrated. They believe that mere presence of families people will mostly like be reluctant to (for example) urinate in public. In addition, an off-campus union is tactfully planning to hand out free pretzels. With food in these peoples' stomachs, puking and alcohol poisoning are more preventative. Thousands of students from other universities plan on attending the event. From the past few years, it has been shown that those who cause the most trouble have not been from the university. My sister and her supporters' goals are not to create an "anti-drinking army" but rather keep the community under control and still have fun. Hopefully those who are visiting from outside the university won't trash the campus this year.

http://www.statecollege.com/news/local-news/for-state-pattys-day-state-college-wants-a-community-presence-655129/

She says if I attend, she will be sure to tell everyone that I am her sister. Mind you, she will be running down the street wearing a bright yellow hat and wearing a shirt that says "sober is sexy!"

Long ago there was a gnome
Who ate every piece of food in Rome
When he was done, he we home
Skated along the shiny chrome
Thoughts racing through his little dome
When he arrived, he settled into the loam
But not long after, his mouth started to foam

You see, the gnome had rabies
Such a sad, sad disease
Kills many
Killed this gnome
Might kill you

Moral of the story: don't share needles.

When I was I think about eight or nine years old I when through this face where I would mimic everything someone said to me. I was also a snitch, I mean I’m not anymore but I was back then. I grew up with my two older sisters and they hated me because I was always telling on them. Like I would eavesdrop while they were on the phone and then later tell my mom what they said. So this one-day they told my mom that they were going to hang out with their girl friends but really they went out with their boy friends. When I found out I couldn’t wait to tell my mom. I mean you no what snitchers like best is to snitch. So as soon as my mom got home from work I ran to her and told her what had happen. Boy was my mom mad, she grabbed her belt and you know what happen next lol. At the time I was all smiles well not for long, the next day when my mom went to work I was done for. Both my sisters grabbed me and locked me up in my mom’s room until my mom was about to get off work and they let me out like they didn’t do anything. Well you know what I did, I told mom what they did to me. And once again you know what my mom did to them. I think it was like a day a two later I was on it again I kept mimicking my oldest sister, but what I forgot was that she had an anger problem. So I kept repeating everything she said. We were both standing on the top of the stairs like in the little hall. And she was like “Arthurline stop repeating everything I say”.  And I was like Precious stop repeating everything I say. “I’m not playing with you”. I’m not playing with you. “I swear I will punch you down the stairs”. Now we both know that was not the best idea to repeat what she had just said but knowing me I did anyway. And before I realize I was already rolling down the stairs. That was the last thing I remembered. When I woke up I was in the hospital with bandages on my nose. After an hour my mom asked me if I remember what had happen and boy did I remember lol. I told her everything and once again my sister got in trouble; and she had to take care of me and feed me until got better. If I knew than what I know now I would have never mimic my sister and I would have never gotten a broken nose.

So today I had plans with Rumman but things didn’t work out the way it should have. Like today is so beautiful outside so we were thinking about hanging out and then going to Red Lobster for dinner. But unfortunately we were both so tired that we decided to cancel until tomorrow. Hopefully everything goes on as planned tomorrow because I am craving some shrimp. But since we didn’t go today I have time to go online and look at the menu so that I can be ready for tomorrow. Adios Amigos!

The Woman Warrior

Written By Maxine Hong Kingston

Retold By Arthurline Bowen

 “No Name Woman”

Chapter 1 (First page)

 

Maxine is a girl who has just reached puberty. Her mother sat her down to tell her about a very important story that most not repeats itself. Her mother tells her that it is a warning so that she too isn’t forgotten. What do you mean mom why would I be forgotten Maxine asked her mother. You’ll find out after I tell you the story. And her mom went on talking, this story is about your "No Name Aunt" her mother said. What my “No Name Aunt"? Was that her name Maxine asked, my Aunt name is no name? I don’t understand I’ve never heard about her before. Exactly her mother replied it’s because she has been forgotten. Why was she forgotten Maxine asked with curiosity. Her mother began to speak and than she stopped and said, this is a secret and must not be told to anyone else. Why are you talking about mom you are scaring me. This story is about premarital sex.

What? Just listen the no name aunt was your father's sister who committed suicide by jumping into the family well. Because of her forbidden behavior she was forgotten and the family acts as though she had never been born. What did she do so wrong to cause her to be forgotten by her own family Maxine asked, she had premarital sex. What exactly happen? That’s all you need to know her mother responded. Remember never to do something that is forbidden so that you too won’t be forgotten. Also remember, you must not tell anyone what I have told you her mother said as she walked away. Leaving Maxine with a lot of unanswered questions.

 

 

 

My lunch today... fail.

Most people talk about how smart, or cute their pets are. They say that they can do trick and just be as cute as can be. My cats....aren't like that. We got them at an animal shelter (which I also volunteer at). The oldest is smokey and the baby would be Pecan Swirl. The two are total opposites

The first week we brought them home, something odd kept happening. One of the two..was going to the bathroom all over the place. We didn't know who it was, so we kept making sure they knew where the litter box was. Well, it didn't work; it kept happening and so we started blaming Smokey for it because we thought that because she's the oldest, her memory must be shot. So, Smokey was punished each time it happened. One day, I was in my room and Smokey came up to me. She meowed and pointed towards the door, as if to say "come with me please". So, I followed her. This cat was smart enough to go to the litter box and showed me that she knew how to use it. I was stunned. Most cats just take it, but Smokey wouldn't have any of it. She's too smart.

Pecan, on the other hand, isn't that smart. Not that I think she's stupid but...that's another story