My Niche

     Because I'm such a productive person, I blew threw so much biology I'm on to the next item to be posted on my blog. No, not another Van Gogh worthy poster. Actually, I wish it was that simple. Question # 35 in my assessment asked me to "Write a description of your niche in the environment. Include details about your ecosystem, including the biotic and abiotic factors around you. Be sure to describe your feeding habits as well as any interactions you have with members of your species."
     Great. Now "they" will find me.
                      Okay, here's a rundown. My name is Mary Di Valerio and I am of the species "homo Teenagerious." This species is typically one of the more ridiculed species, because they are one of the few groups of people on earth who would rather rant about fictional characters and correspond with a glass screen rather than take a warm bath and crawl into a toasty bath. In general, members of "homo Teenagerious" are reckless and uncontrollable when they come into contact with substances such as sugar, cheese and caffeine. Their habitat consists of small dens that vaguely resemble the television show "Hoarders." The bedrooms of "homo Teenagerious" are by far dirtier, smellier and sloppier, however. When entering such a habitat, proceed with caution. The rooms may contain unprecedented amounts of junk food and Japanese soldiers who think WWII is still in progress.
      Their eating schedule consists thus: three meals a day plus about four billion snack breaks in between.
       Interactions with members of the species are brief and to the point. If you are lucky the "homo Teenagerious" may even grunt! Members of this species are very shy and prefer to do their business over a very sacred ritual called "Facebook."
     Some elite members of "homo Teenagerious" undergo intense mating rituals in which they exchange saliva  and touch palms.
     Some biotic features include clumps of fuzzy mold in the corners of their bedrooms and that's about it. They prefer to interact with technology rather than living organisms.

                I hope you were paying attention,  as there will be a test on Monday.

Photograph of typical teenager

My Amazing Science Models I promise are not from Wikipedia

Detail of my 3-D cell project. Today (11/10/10) I became the first person alive to construct a model of a cell using a bingo cage, beans, and a bouncy ball. :) 

My ever-detailed explanation of my cell model, which is currently sitting in it's bingo-cage support system.

Labeling stuff is so fun!!! :) 

Another bio project. The cardboard model shows a nucleic acid (DNA/RNA) molecule and the marshmallows show a starch molecule. As you can see, starch molecules are embarrassingly simple. 

           Aren't my finger tips simply intriguing? I'm sure you can see my weirdly shaped thumb in at least one of the pictures. I can't remember what it's called but I have this strange thumb disorder. Don't be haters because Megan Fox has the same thing and the media was ripping on her last year for photo-shopping someone else's thumb into her super bowl commercial for bathtubs or something. If I could have anything in common with Megan Fox it would HAVE to be her one flaw, her ugly thumbs. Of course that's be the one feature of her's I'd get. Poor old me. ;)
          Anyway, looks aren't everything - it seems brains count for quite a bit and speaking of which I have my mother to thank for thinking of the ingenious way to use a bingo cage as a cell instead of clay and Styrofoam. Actually she thought of using basically all those materials. Even the marshmallows for the starch molecules. And the cardboard. HEY, SHE IS MY TEACHER!!!!! Don't be hatin', ya'll, it's not my fault I can't think for myself. She is my bio teacher after all.
          Even though I'm going to John Paul II Preparatory, I still have to do biology at home because of my class schedule conflicts.  Aaaand speaking of which I'm like, WAY behind in bio so I better get my booty moving off this computer and into my textbook!!!
Ciao,
Mary Di Valeiro