Week 16

I think that 2016 was...decent. Mediocre. Upsetting. Well first of all, Trump. That's all I'm gonna say about that. I'll let it be good or bad, whichever your opinion. We've had some dreary days and some pretty bad storms. Florida got hit by another hurricane. Switzerland's flag hasn't changed, and that's a big plus. I think that 2017 will be better. Our senior class will be moving on and graduating into the adult world. We'll be either going to college or will be going straight into the workforce. Hoorah! Growing up! Responsibility! Taxes! (But the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell)

Week 15

Personally, I have mixed feelings about snow. I think that the idea of small bits of frozen water falling from the sky and making things harder for everyone is kinda scary, ya know? On the other hand, snow is so cool when enough of it falls to get school canceled. I love that you can mold snow. Going outside in the snow when you have an active imagination is like letting a Kindergarten class loose in a candy store. You can build anything you want out of snow. Castles, dragons, forts, igloos... I honestly enjoy building with snow. When I was in Australia, it snowed near where I was living. They got a total of maaaaaybe a quarter of an inch on the ground. Most people in Australia have never seen snow, so it is a magical substance that they all love and admire. On the flip side, there were people who refused to drive because the evil white flakes were making the road slick.

Week 14

I think being a senior is really cool. For the first time since I started school, I actually feel like I know what I want with my life. I feel like I have actually grown up and matured. Last year, things were chaotic and disorganized. Now that I have reached my final year of school, I can do things independently and I can actually start living life how I want to live it. I think being a senior has been a really good learning experience, and I think my fellow seniors would agree.

Week 13

Being a turkey in the world today sucks. Always running for our lives but to no avail. We're always slaughtered. Whose idea was it to have turkey on Thanksgiving anyway? I like Benjamin Franklin's idea of having the turkey be the national bird of the United States. Let the humans hunt the bald eagle for once. Those big-beaked boneheads are so high and mighty just because they fly higher than us. They need to be taught a lesson. Now I know what you might be thinking. Yes...they're endangered. Whatever. I don't care, I just don't wanna die.