Owls were always sketchy birds

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/9827609/Man-needed-hospital-treatment-after-owl-attack.html

Fifty eight year old Jack Mackay needed hospital treatment after an owl visually attacked him from behind on last Saturday (January 26, 2013). Jack was taking a stroll near the Masonic Club on Gordon Terrace in Inverness at around 9:15pm, when a sharp pain was felt in the back of his head. At first, Jack thought someone had thrown a brick at him, but then he turned around to find a bird had been the cause. He then put his hand to the back of his head, feeling the blood gushing out of him. He quickly ran to the Masonic Club, where the staff called an ambulance. Once at the hospital, the doctor told him the wound wasn't as bad as it had originally appeared. He got to choose to have his cut stitched, stapled or glued, and he opted to have it glued. 

At first, this may only seem like a strange event, but when you look closer, I think you can see a message being sent to the entire human race by this owl. Clearly we as humans aren't providing animals with enough of their natural habitats. This owl attacked this man as if to say enough! We need to make more wildlife preserves so these animals can have space to roam freely! 

Manti Te'o's Sketchy Girlfriend

http://latimesblogs.latimes.com/lanow/2013/01/manti-teo-girlfriend-hoax.html

Manti Te'o, a Notre Dame star linebacker, lead his team to an outstanding season this year as their only loss was to Alabama in the BCS National Championship game. Manti dedicated his season to Lennay (his girlfriend) and his grandmother, both had pasted away, and many saw him as a role model for doing so. 

Lennay and Manti had never met in person. They met over the social networking cite known as facebook. Soon, over text and messaging, they had felt like a real connection was formed and started "dating." Then, her brother, Kainoa, called him on April twenty-eighth, telling Manti that Lennay had been in a horrible car crash and was in a coma. Monti was devastated, but never did he go and visit her. Finally, she got out of her coma, and they started talking again. Then, Manti got news that she had gotten leukemia. Once again he was devastated, but they talked on the phone every night, and by reading bible passages to each other, they were able to get through it. Then she pasted away...

He was not able to attend her funeral because before Lennay had died, she made him promise not to miss a football game for it. Her funeral was held on the day of the Michigan game, and Manti sent her white roses, as she would have wanted. Then, the truth broke out!

There was nobody by the name of Lennay at Stanford, the school she had been telling him she attended. In fact, Lennay never existed at all. It was all just a big hoax, a mean prank to be played on Manti by Ronaiah Tuiasosopo! 

This is clearly not something that was entirely Manti's fault. Manti was trying to do something nice for his girlfriend by dedicating the season to her, and had no idea it was a hoax. Even though he did lie about meeting her in person, I feel very bad for him. He is clearly embarrassed by the situation and people should leave him alone! It’s hard enough for him to have to deal with the hoax, but now he has to deal with the media and everyone else! This has happened to thousands of people, as shown on the popular TV show Catfish, and I don’t believe people are being very understanding to Manti's situation just because he is a star athlete. If you were in his situation, would you want this kind of publicity on TV about you?

My sketchy past

 I have been going to Prep for two years now, and still I feel my classmates dont know everything their is to know about me. To start, I was born in methodus hospital on April 24th, 1997. I have one older brother, who is currently a junior at prep, named justin. As a baby, i was often call "cute" or "adorable", which may be the typical response to a baby, but I have managed to stay cute and adorable over the years. My life was great, but then came one of the worst things any child should have to face at five years old. I played piano for four terrible years. The hatred I had for that instrument was not comparable to anything on this earth. I would even say it was torture for a kid at my age to sit for fourty five minutes a day and play that cursed black and white music maker. My mom could see that I was never going to share her dream of playing the piano, so she got me a guitar. At first I rather enjoyed it, as i had a dream of becoming a rockstar and playing in a band, but the dream ended early. I stopped playing the guitar because I simply never had the time to practice. I was to busy studying for school, or playing a sport that most people in the United States call "soccer." Soccer is not only my favorite sport, it may also be the greatest sport of all time. Now that you all know of my passions, i thought i might inform you of my first vacation (that i can remember). It all started when I was ten years old, and we were going to go on a road trip to Colorado. I was going to ski for the first time, and was clearly very excited. As we pulled out of our drive way, and onto the road, i fell asleep. I woke up, not to see glorious mountains out my window, but the auto shop. Our car had broken down, and our trip was postponed for about a week. Finally, we went on the road, and found the wonderful ski resort in Denver, Colorado! I loved it their, and to this day it is still my favorite place.