The Girl with the Blackened eye

As morbid as it sounds, I enjoyed “The Girl with the Blackened Eye”. I thought the story was intense and probably one of the best pieces we have read in the class. I do not believe people write what they know, that is why it is called “creative writing”. I think that just being a woman, kid-napping, rape and abuse is something you fear. I think she wrote about something that she feared the most. Maybe kid-napping and rape is something she liked to write about, because it is intense and not many people talk about it.
Her other story we read was about a young girl being kidnapped. I think that Oates wrote off imagination of what could happen. I think she planed a scene in her head, her details are so specific, and then wrote about it. I think she played the whole story out in her head and then wrote it. She picked the place and carefully made the men who kidnapped the young girls.
I liked how detailed she was, it was more than the news would go. It seemed like it was really a victim telling the story. She even wrote the story in a cloudy state of mind.

I am too tired ot have deep thoughts

What do I long for in my past? I guess the only thing I miss is having no responsibility at anytime, and just hanging around the house all day. I was so excited when I turned sixteen and got a car and a job. I felt so grown-up and like I could fend for myself. Then reality struck in. My job sucked and I am making barley enough to fill my gas tank. Now I just want to go back.
When I was young I would just hang around the house all day, or go out with friends. Now I have to go around a work schedule. I had no concept of time. I had some due dates, once in a while, but other than that, I didn’t know the date, or what time of the day it was. I miss those days the most. As boring as they sound, they were honestly the best days. I miss not being stressed.
I also miss my brother and sister being around. They live in Grand Rapids, so I only see them once every few months. We used to spend everyday together. I guess time doesn’t stop for happiness, or procrastination, that was the hardest lesson I learned this year.

I am a Teenager, so i huff Glue

The worst things about being a teenager are the unfair treatment and stereotypes. I don’t see why I can’t have a debit card. I have my own checking account with my own money in it, so why can’t I have a debit card. It is really annoying to have to make it to the back every week day from 8a.m to 5p.m. when I am in school from 8-3 and usually work from 3-8. If I need money on the weekends I have from 8-12 to get it, I usually work from 7-1 on Saturdays, and I can not get money at all on Sunday. I earn the money myself, so I don’t understand why I can’t have access to it at all times.
I think the stereotypes surrounding teenagers are ridiculous. Granted there is a good percentage that are on drugs and have promiscuous sex, but I think those should be separated from the rest of the teenagers. That is the reason I can’t buy crazy glue. Who ever makes those rules thinks I am going to go home and sniff it. I don’t see why people over 18 are less likely to sniff it than anyone under 18.

The Crap to eat at a Golden Place

Eggs that were once yellow and now have turned black from sitting for too long have to be pulled out of a clogged drain with the bare hands of an employee because managers refuse to do it. Garbage piles that are taller than me waiting to be taken outside, while they wait, the small festers. Cleaning out traps of grease that, from its 12 hours of sitting, has turned to a gooey mess that looks more like vomit then burger grease. Other jobs consist of pulling over-filled garbage bags out of garbage can up my chest. These are all jobs I get to do when I first walk into McDonalds. Those are the more glamorous cleaning jobs. There is also cleaning behind the grill, which is when the crew people find everything we’ve lost in the last four months, such as Fillet, Nuggets, Regular Sized Meat or cleaning out the shake Machine where you get pull out all the rotten ice cream from the week. There are two worst jobs. These are jobs people flip coins for. Our sink, throughout the months collect waste from the expired food left in the dished. It all collects in one small box beneath the sink. The job of the person stuck with the job gets to pull out the waste with their bare hands and throw it into the garbage. The other worst job is taking the 20 gallon grease bucket that has two days worth of settled out back and dumping it into a tall dumpster. People regularly drop the 20 gallons of grease all over themselves.
After dealing with the garbage in the back we get to deal with the garbage upfront from the “lovely” customers. “Just because I am wearing the Golden Arches, doesn’t mean I care.”

The Golden Arches Can't be Blamed for Complusive Urges

I think one of the most important things parents can teach their kids in how to be healthy. With the world spinning faster it is no surprise that the eating habits of America became faster with it. I work behind the counter of the places being blamed for the obesity problem in America. I am the nameless face that makes the food, I am the blank expression that is getting yelled at in drive-thru or the end of the corner when a customer’s order is wrong, or not how they wanted it. All I have to say is, if you want quality food why did you come somewhere where to goal is to get you your food in less than two minute? That included making it. The goal is to make the order in 38 seconds and have it out in the hand of the customer in 48 seconds. It may sound like I am just a brainwashed employee, but I have seen more inside than most of the customer’s do. Working from the inside I have learned that it is absolutely ridiculous for people to blame fast food. I see the same families’ everyday. The come with four kids ages 5-11. The mom is over-weight (to say the least) and always has to order “No Salt Fries” for her diabetes. Her order is A Quarter Pounder Meal with a medium no salt fry (890 Calories not including the soft drink), her son Big ‘N’ Tasty Meal with medium fries ( 770 Calories not including soft drink), her daughter A Double Cheese Burger Meal with a medium Fry (810 not including soft drink), two Hamburger Happy Meal (300 calories not including soft drink). We have a man come through drive through everyday at 5:15, he orders a Cheese Burger (300 calories), however that may not sound bad keep in mind this man is on an oxygen tank because of his obesity. What I am saying in these people keep coming back for food they know isn’t good for them. My friend works at a fudge shop and she told a story about a man who came in and bought four slabs of fudge and than told her, “You know I shouldn’t be eating this, I have diabetes.” These people keep coming back, and they are teaching their children the same bad habit.
Last week a lady came in and said, “How am I supposed to know how bad this food is, there is no information available for it?” One of our employees brought her over to our broacher rack next to the soft drink machine. There are six different pamphlets on heath and the information I gave you earlier on the calories that are in the food. I get how hard it is to get the family all together for a meal and I know how easy it is to go through fast food, but they can’t blame someone else for the fact that they keep coming back.

I got a puppy!

I got a new puupy, his name is Bailey. He is a mix between a Chow and a Lab. Kim picked him up at the pound, he is a fantastic dog.

And of course, Emma Lou. I have had her since third grade.

I have seven more dogs.

A Puzzle Piece that Doesn't Fit

At the place where i am in my life, i don't have a "meaning in life". Does everyone have a place, or is that just an over-used idea to explain something humans can't explain? If everyone has a place, then why do people die? I think the reason i am still here is because i am being given a chance to find my meaning in the world. I figure once i grow older i may find one. Maybe it will be raising a family, or maybe i will change someone else's life that changes the world. As for now i just kind of drift through the world and observe everything around me. I am working on learning lessons that i need to know to grow up, like everything you say will come back and make you eat them. I am more concerned about living my life now other than finding my place in the world.
I don’t think I have made any impact of the world, and I don’t think I have ever changed someone’s life. All I am right now is dust in the wind, and that’s all I want to be right now because having a place in the world sounds stressful.