My Book

Alright, I've made a decision. The decision is this: I will write a book.
What is the book about? My life in the past year.
Not very exciting you say? Just wait until you read it. Or, excerpts of it that I will post on to my blog. My only problem is, I'm horrible at coming up with names. Because of this, I have asked lots of my friends who appear in the book to come up with a name for themselves. However, I need more help. I have assorted characters who I don't have added on Facebook and can't contact through emails.

This is a request for any names you would like me to use for the assorted characters. Comment any below, any name will do. Thank you in advance!

The Power of Google

I know this one came out rapid fire after my last one, but I just saw something very disturbing to me. On Blogger, you can actually see what people typed into Google to find my blog. I try some of the keywords on Google, and guess what. I was on the first page every time, except once. Well, I shouldn't say that. I actually did show up on the first page for that one, but it wasn't my blog that showed up. There were 3 things of mine that showed up on the first page: a link to my Facebook page, a link to my YouTube profile, and a picture of me. The keyword that pulled up all this was just my name. This has shaken me a bit, because I have just realized that everything that parents say not to do on the Internet because it's easy to find for someone who's looking, is true. So, and this post has a moral to it, try to keep a lot of your personal information off of the Internet.

Some of the other keywords were "sarah surprenant blog", "schoestatt is bad", and "schoenstatt camp".

Page Views

I'm on late at night, so this post will probably make absolutely no sense. I decided to check the number of page views that I have, and these are the stats that I found:

Total Page Views: 112
Number of Post with no Page Views: 7
Most Popular Post: Will
The Nations Where People Who Read My Blog Live and Number of Page Views from each Nation: United States: 90 Russia: 17 Germany: 4 Indonesia:1
Last Time Viewed: August 5, 2012

My question is: Is my blog boring? If so, what do you want me to post an article about? Comment below.

Steubenville North

Steubenville North-St. Paul is one of my favorite places to be. We have amazing music, speakers, masses, and adoration. However, I would not recommend going if you need a lot of sleep. I'm just going to share some stories of what happened.

It's lunchtime of the second day, and our group was comparing speakers:

Emily: "Our speaker was really good, but I didn't like the conclusion to his talk."

Anna: "Me either, it was just too sad."

Me: "What was the conclusion?"

Megan: "He told a story about how a classmate of his committed suicide in the 8th grade."

Me: "What?!?!"

Emily: "Yeah. How was your speaker?"

Me: "It was really good, but he yelled a little bit. He was telling us a story about how he hated lying to his daughters."

Emily: "What was the story?"

Me: "When his oldest daughter was 12, he took her out to a fancy restaurant and bought her a nice dinner. He put a ring on her finger-"

Becca: "Yeah, he put a ring on her ring finger. Why would he do that?"

Me: "Purity ring, my dear. *one group member laughs uncontrollably at this point, at what I'm not sure* Anyway, he put a ring on her finger and wrote her a love letter. But in the letter, he had to tell her that the big strong man that she saw as her dad wasn't who he really was. He said that he had to do so not once, not twice, but five times. Then he said, 'God blessed me with 5 beautiful daughters. I think God has a twisted sense of humor."

It's now during the girls session and we finished singing You Belong With Me by Taylor Swift:

Caroline: "I just realized that the refrain of the song is so powerful. It seems like God himself is singing it to every single one of you."

Leah: "I just thought that too, no joke."

Caroline: "Let's sing that song one more time!"

*cheering*

After the refrain, right before the second verse:

Caroline: "Girls, I forgot it last time and I'm forgetting it now, but I don't remember the words to the second verse. Can you guys take over?"

Crowd: YEAH!

After the song:

Caroline: Now, my girls love Taylor Swift. I can't drive anywhere with them without first putting on Taylor Swift. It's so bad that I get into the van and they say, 'Can you turn on Taylor Swift now?' I'm like, 'I just sat my butt down in the seat and the van hasn't even been turned on yet! Keep your pants on!' Anyway, so you would think that I have all her songs memorized, but I really don't."

Lunchtime the second day:

Me: "Oh my gosh, we had this meal last year. Wait, I can predict what dinner will be. Dinner's going to be chicken that looks like fish and tastes like shoe rubber."

Becca: "Who eats shoe rubber?!?"

Me: "Apparently Will Sonnek does."

After dinner the second day:

Carl: "Hey Sarah!"

Me: "Hey Carl!"

Sam: "It's been half an hour."

Me: "Sam! You suck!"

*we all start laughing*

Irene: "Sarah!"

Me: "Irene! I didn't know you were here!"

*Irene and I talk for a bit*

Me: "Your last name is Anderson? Are you related to Carl?

Irene: "Yeah, he's my brother."

Me: "Really?"

Irene: "Really."

*The three of us line up for a picture and Carl is in the middle*

Me: *look up at Carl* "This is so unfair! You're so much taller than me! Irene how do you live with him?"

Carl: "She doesn't, I live in a box this big" *holds his hands four inches apart*

Me: "How do you fit in the box?"

Cameron: "You don't want to know!"

Some small notes that I want to make:

• Not all these people that I mentioned were in my youth group. Some of them are people that I met at different places. Two of them are speakers.
• Carl's shoulder is even with a point one inch below the top of my head. I'm about 5'4" or 5'5", so that means that he's about 6'2". 
• The half hour thing that Sam said was a rule for The Game (you have all lost it right now). After losing it, there is a half hour grace period between then and the next time you are eligible to lose The Game.
• The Game is a game where you try not to think about The Game (make any sense?).
• Caroline is Australian, so read it as such.

Cancer

Today at 11:50 I looked at my phone and noticed that I had a missed call. Under normal circumstances, I would probably have answered it or noticed earlier, but I had driver's ed and my phone was on silent. I go to my voice mail and get the normal pre-programmed message. Then I hear, "Hey Sarah, it's Quintin. I just thought you should know that I have cancer. I'm not sure what kind  yet, but I'll find out sometime next week. I'll keep you informed as new information comes. Please call me before noon if possible. If not, call me on Sunday."

Now, some of you may be thinking that it's just a prank, but you don't know him. He's one of the most serious people I know and wouldn't joke about something like this. He also told me once that his family has a history of cancer, so he's at a high risk for cancer. Does anyone know what I can do to help him besides cry?

James Patterson

I recently started reading a book series called Maximum Ride. It's a story about a girl whose grown up with an odd life. Sure, she has five people she has to take care of and is learning the life lessons that we all have to learn, but there's one catch. All six of them have wings. When they were born, scientists took them and grafted avian DNA into their stem cells. The story starts in the mountains of Colorado, where 14-year olds Max, Fang, Iggy, 10-year old Nudge, 8-year old Gasman (or Gazzy), and 6-year old Angel live. They were rescued from "The School", the place where they lived up until 4 years ago, by Jeb Batchelder. However, he went missing 2 years ago and hasn't been seen since. They all think he's dead, but they never speak of it. Max, as the oldest, is taking care of everyone. This is as much as I'm going to tell you about the books. The first book is titled Maximum Ride: The Angel Experiment. I'm currently on the 3rd book, and I love the series so far. I actually kind of like James Patterson as a writer, but I've only read 3 of his books, so I'm not sure I like him that much. Anyway, I recommend the series to anyone and everyone, unless they're 9 and under, then I don't believe they should read it.

Schoenstatt Camp

At a Schoenstatt camp that I was working in the kitchen for, many surprises happened.  Some were good, some were bad. These are my two favorites:

Catherine, Katie, and I were working on cookies and the dessert for the next meal. Catherine was the specific one working on the cookies, which were peanut butter blossoms. As Katie and I were dishing out cake, we hear from Catherine, "Sister Rita, is this too much for a half cup?"
"No, that's just about right. Wait, are you sure that's flour?" Sister Rita's concern was heard loud and clear.
"Yeah, it's the flour. See, this is the package I got it from."
"Catherine, could you read me the label for this bag?"
"Powered Sugar.......Shoot!!!" As it turns out, Catherine put in three cups of powered sugar instead of flour. As she examined the two bags, which were right next to each other, she loudly proclaimed "The fluffy one is NOT the flour!!!!"
Katie and I burst out laughing.

On the Tuesday that I was there, I was making frosting for the batch of cookies that we made earlier that morning. I heard the kitchen door open and immediately thought it was Catherine, who ran to our room to grab something she needed. To my surprise, I hear a male voice. It said, "Hello?" I turn around and couldn't believe my eyes. Will Sonnek was standing there, looking just a little confused. "Hey!" I nearly yelled (maybe I did, I was really excited to see him).
"Oh hey!"
"Sci-five!!"
"How are you?"
"Busy. You?"
"Busy. Hey, have you seen the sisters?"
"Scissors?" (Have I mentioned I have bad hearing?)
"No, sisters!"
"Oh, Sister Rita went into the village and Sisters Diane and Catherine are with the girls. Why?"
"I'm here delivering chicken and the service door is locked." This statement made me laugh, for reasons only people who read Will's blog would understand.
"Well, I don't know how to unlock the door."
*Katie walked in at this point.*
"I know how, meet me back there." Katie left with Will following, and I continued to work on the frosting. A few minutes later, Will comes back with the chicken.
"Do you know if any of your siblings are coming to Steubenville North?" I already knew he wasn't going, but I was wondering about his brother and sister.
"No idea, ask Katie." His reaction to my question was kind of funny. And Katie his sister, not Katie the helper at the camp. That was the extent of our conversation, as he had to go. But I never asked him one  important question: Was the freezer cold?