Again?!

Again, I forgot about this blog in which I have to write 600 words every week. So it will again be an extra long post. (I wish I could write on this blog at school.)

My life has been crazy over the past month. My schedule has left me with very little free time during the week. On Mondays I wake up at 5:20 to go to practice at 5:30. As of now we are still practicing in the weight room in the mornings but before too long we will be in the pool. I typically leave Homestead to come home at about 6:50 to take a shower and get back to school. Depending on how efficient I am I will arrive to school between 7:45 and 7:50. Immediately after school I go to work. On a Monday night at Sweetwater I may not get off until after 10:00, but I'm usually lucky and I get off around 9:30. This long a tiring day is followed by a relaxing day in which I go to school and then after school I go to practice for two hours. Then my day is done and I have found my only free time of the school week. Wednesday is another long tiring day in which I follow the same schedule as Monday except for the fact that after school I go to practice and then to work. On Thursdays I go to school and work. And then Friday the weekend begins, I skip practice after school and go hang out. I will attend the Friday night football game and then usually go over to someones house and hang out.

Random stories...Instalment #2

In this picture I will tell the story of Mr. Jankowski's day at the pound. In the pic you can tell who Jankowski is, hes or should I say its cause its a dog, he is the brown fur ball.

One day the owner of Jank looked in his cage and Jank had ran away overnight so the owner was like thank god that dog ran away he was a pain in the you know what. The owner ended up living a much happier life after the dog was impounded.

At the pound Jank was a very playful dog. The animal keepers would let Jank out of his cage because he wouldn't be able to harm anything even if he tried. So one day Jank was running through the cages of big dogs just yipping and sounding like a small little dog and annoying all the big dogs.

All of a sudden, one of the big white pitbulls at the pound named Killer Maximus, barked in a deep voice, "Jank if you don't stop yipping I'm gonna have to eat ya whole!" This comment scared little Jank and Jank with his tail between his legs walked back to his cage and hid in the darkest corner he could find.

So the next day when Jank was on his normal runs about the pound. He passed the place of Killer Maximus and Killer Maximus reiterated what he had said the previous day.

About a week later while little Jank was making rounds about the pound, he met the sweetest little dog with red curly hair. This little dog was named C-money and was caught by the impounders at the Lunder Garden exhibit in Ruckville, IN. Jank considered C-money as his shawty and was having the happiest day of his life until...

Jank turned the corner to the big dog section of the pound and saw a pitbull breeder looking for a pitbull. Jank was curious to see who the breeder would take home today hoping that Killer Maximus would never be taken home and the vets would end up killing him.

But, Oh NO! The breeder wanted to see Killer Maximus. Killer Maximus immediately started barking when he found out. As soon as the vet unlocked his cage Killer Maximus busted out and started running and the breeder screamed, "Exactly what I wanted! But where is Killer Max going?"

Killer Max was coming straight for Jank. But then all of a sudden Killer Max stoped right before he got to Jank. Why you may ask. Because Jank was so afraid, there was puddle of liquid under Janks feet. Killer Max didn't want to eat a little girl who pees thier pants instead of running off.

So Killer Max and Jank went on to live happy and comfortable lives and never saw each other again.

Amazing Stories

I forgot to write last week so this week will have to be an extra long update in the life of Greg. I was upset about Purdue, skipped a few practices, have SAT's next week....

Purdue lost to Notre Dame last weekend and the lost just proved again how bad Curtis Painter really is. He makes horrible decisions even when he has no pressure on him. I'm bored so im going to find random pictures and then act like I am a person in it.

In this picture I have caught a beautiful fish in the St. Marys river. One day I was floating up stream on a speed boat and all of a sudden the boat started a rockin. It was rocking left and right until out of the corner of my eye I saw the most beautiful fish I will ever see. The fish was about 6 feet long and weighed over three tons.

As soon as I saw this amazing feat, I decided I want to catch this sucker. So I told my wife to put the boat into full throttle and chase down that massive fish. So with spear in hand we sped down the St. Mary's river at 60 mph for about an hour before we caught up to the beast.

I took one deep breath and dove at it with my spear. My spear missed his heart and I had to make a quick decision. Keep holding on to the spear and risk my life or hold onto the spear and go for a wild ride. I decided to the match the beast and hold on.

Let me be the first to tell you that this monster was not about to just give up after having a spear stabbed all the way through its body and a 185 pound human hanging on to the spear. It dragged me all the way to the origin of the St. Mary river in the highest of the highest mountains. That mountain being Mount Yummycaca in Yummycaca, Indiana.

Mount Yummycaca is one of the most beautiful places you will ever see. The fish was swimming with me connected to the spear and then all of a sudden it said something. "Hey you get off my back and be my friend," said the scaly creature in a very deep confounding voice.

I replied, "Ok, I would love to have a fish for a friend, only if I can take a picture with you to prove we are friends." The fish of course wanted to be my friend so I took him out of the water told him to smile and my wife who had followed the fish all the way back to the top of Yummycaca took the picture. I then through the fish back in the water and now we meet once every month to discuss our friendship and return to magical mount Yummycaca.

Camp Crosley

Well, at this last minute desperation to get to 1800 words I'll talk about my upcoming weekend. The last week was another week of get home after 10 P.M. But next week my work schedule starts to tune down. I'm only working Monday, Wednesday, Thursday.
Tonight I am going to Camp Crosley with the swim team. I am a part of the SWAC team even though I haven't been to any afternoon practices because of work. I enjoy Camp Crosley; there are a lot of team activities and we get to know each other better. However, Saturday morning I am leaving Camp Crosley early to go to the Purdue - Oregon game. Purdue is a major underdog in this match up due to the fact that Oregon is a nationally ranked team; Oregon's running back and their secondary are some of the best personnel in the country. The secondary is one of the fastest I have ever seen and I can't wait to see how Curtis Painter and our sub par wide recievers react to the pressure. On Sunday, I am going to my work to play racquetball with friends. We've all been talking about doing it but Sunday I think we will finally do it.
Gotta go get to camp crosley, have a good rest of your weekend jankowski...Lets GO BOILERS!

Late Night

Well it's 11:00 and I just arrived home. I am eating my dinner while I have the following things to do before school tommorrow at 7:50 A.M.: Final Draft of Composition paper, Read a chapter in Stats book, Work on College Applications, and why am I writing this blog at this time - because I just wanted to burn off some of my anger before I start this catastrophic sleep stealing homework.

Criminal Grammar

The first day of the NFL season is today. And I slept through the first half of the games. The last week has been very tiring after getting at most six hours of sleep each night. Monday was labor day, so I had just arrived home from vacation. Then the rest of the week I didn't get home till ten o'clock because of work. After work I would typically just pass out, but Wednesday night I stayed up and watched the Republican Convention.
The Republican Convention was very interesting. When I got home Rudy Giuliani was speaking and he was just ripping the Democrats. It was actually quite funny what he was saying about Obama. My favorite quote from Giuliani was, "change is not a destination, just as hope is not a strategy." This quote wasn't ripping the Democrats necessarily but was just a quote that I liked.
Then during school on Thursday and Friday we played a game in composition where it was possible to lose points for our team. My team consists of Derek, Jordan, Patrick, Chris, and Kyle. We dominate competition and any chance our teacher gets to help the other teams he does it. So every time my team would raise our hands first he would call on another team and then we would lose points. That day we ended up going from first place to last place.
Then Friday night was probably the best high school football game I have ever seen. Homestead ended up winning the game on a last minute drive with a touchdown by Jamar. Homestead won 20-19. Before the game all of my senior friends and I tailgated and some of us painted for the game. We even got the band to cheer! After the game I went to a friends house and hung out. However I was obligated to sleep at a kids house thats on the swim team.
I showed up at the kids house at one in the morning thankfully none of them minded my tardyness. In the morning we had to walk a mile in her shoes. All the boys on the swim team walked a mile in 4 inch red high heels. It hurts the toes of your feet like crazy. That is one event I hope to forget about because it was very embarrasing to walk in women's size 15 heels.

Bears and Seals

Kahnawake is pronounced as if it was spelled like this in english, Gah-nah-wah-gay.

This is how you count to Ten in the Mohawk language:

enska - 1
tekeni - 2
ahsen - 3
kaie:ri - 4
wisk - 5
ia:iak - 6
tsa:ta - 7
sha'te:kon - 8
tiohton - 9
oie:ri - 10

Just a little video I made from the rock quarry...

IMovie is a very cool program! The first cliff you see me jumping off of is called Bears, then the second is called Seals. If I were to guess Bears is just under 20 feet tall and Seals is about 6 feet taller.

Cyclones

A cyclone is a Popsicle that I am eating right now. It has red, white, and blue swirls, and by the way tastes amazing. This is my second cyclone of the day. After my first cyclone I went downtown with my cousins. We drove to the Metro station and took the Montreal Metro to an underground mall. This mall has 10 miles of store front. It is really weird because every thing here is in French. But then again you dont have to use it cause just about every one knows English. So you just say "what" and they tell you what they said in English. At a store in the mall called StyleExchange I bought a new swimsuit that was more than half off so I got a new suit for $20 dollars. You will see the new suit in a movie I post later. Looking back at the Metro, I think that it is a very smart system of travel. Less traffic in the city and a lot quicker than if you were to drive. The picture on the right shows a map of Montreal's Metro system. We drove accross the St. Lawrence Seaway to the Angrignon Station and parked there. We then used the Metro for $2 per trip, so to get somewhere and back it costs $4. We took the green line Metro from Angrignon to Peel and went to the underground mall. We then went and walked around downtown Montreal and could have very easily gotten on the Metro at a different station but decided to use the same station that we took earlier. The metro was a lot faster and cleaner then I had imagined. From this Metro experience I reconsidered what I think about big cities. Now that I understand the Metro, that is also known as a Subway, I think that it wouldn't be that bad to live in a big city, you can just hop on the Metro and get accross town in no time.