My Addiction to Doctor Who (D.W.) and My New Deal with Mommy


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. I plan for this post to be quite a long one and hey! I got my old typing speed back on pronto! Anyway, as usual, I shall present to you a song/video. Today I decided a video. It’s a video that has replayed in my head so many times it is unreal. You might have heard it and if so, you don’t have to exactly watch it. But I implore you to watch it either way. It is a good video! Funny as well. Here is the video “Skype Laughter Chain”. It is unique and once again funny. Enjoy!

This is probably the first post that I have used my Mom under the term I usually call her by “Mommy”. Honestly, I have no problem with using that name, especially in front of friends and grownups, but I have realized that I call my Mommy “Mom” in my posts. It just doesn’t make me feel me. It makes me feel American. I know it’s weird. It’s just how I feel. For now on, I shall refer to my “Mom” as Mommy and my “Dad” as Tati. Which are the usual terms I call my parents by. Even if I’m 14.

So down to the day. Well. Actually I’m not talking about this day specifically. I’m going to talk about what’s been happening recently that have been important. It is Summer break. Many goals for me. I want to raise $500. I don’t know how, but if there’s a will there’s a way as they say. I want to exercise more. I’ve been growing some fat over my worked out abs. I’m getting worried about my breathing since I get tired working around the house (which actually leads into the next thing I was about to talk about). Last two objectives I want to reach game-wise is to get Max-Prestige on Black Ops II, which is basically the highest level you can reach online. I’ve so far Prestiged twice out of 15 times. So I’m on a straight pace from here. And the last goal is that I get to round 50 on one of the Black Ops II Zombie maps. I hope it is Town. At least that’s the map I prefer and am best at. So those are my goals. Now to my next topic of discussion.

I have recently made a deal with Mommy. It all first started when she started saying at the first few days of Summer that I was not going to be playing as much as I would like to on the electronics. Unfortunately, I wasn’t expecting her to limit me on everything. She put a limit of 1 hour on the computer and 1 hour at the rest of the electronics. Imagine me, writing a long post on my blog. That would be approximately 30 minutes, according to how fast I am typing and whether or not I get distracted by another thought and decide to postpone my post. Which leaves me with 30 minutes left of watching Youtube or playing Minecraft. Though, I have faced a major problem with the computer. I cannot play Minecraft. There’s a glitch that has occurred on my computer that causes me to constantly lag out or get inevitably stuck into a cave and I’ll have to start allover the world. I don’t want to start allover the worlds because I’ve worked really hard on them, but it almost seems I have no choice. So I decided to leave Minecraft alone, which leaves me with 30 minutes of Youtube watching. I would normally be fine with that option, but now since there are so many Youtubers that I watch including “ImAnderZel” (Swedish Gamer), “TheSyndicateProject” (British Gamer), “PewDiePie” (Swedish Gamer), “Smosh” (You know them), “RayWilliamJohnson”, and more! Recently Syndicate has been posting 3o+ minute videos in just one video. How do you reckon I’ll watch the other videos? So, of course, with my hormonal teenage mind I had to go and complain. It became a tragedy in the first few days but then my Mommy came to an agreement saying that in order for me to play as much as I wanted to, I would have to work that much. Say for example, I wanted to play 2 hours on the PS3, then I would have to work for 2 hours on some chores. The idea seemed great, but my Dad warned me to not get ahead of myself and think this was an opportunity to get hours. Of course, though, my excitement caught on to me. The first few days I did all my chores successfully. Only problem was that I did not have an chores left to do. And the chores I did do were about 5-10 minutes each. It became difficult, but somehow I’m surviving now. And that’s how that happened.

Another thing I wanted to mention. I’ve gotten a huge crazy crave or addiction to watching Doctor Who. Not as in CRAZY CRAZY, but as in I love watching Doctor Who. Now I will actually refer to Doctor Who as D.W.; no, not D.W. from Arthur, but THE D.W.. So I’ve been watching it a lot recently with my sister (Patricia) and Mommy. It’s a really good series. I’m not much of a sci-fi fan, but I really enjoy it and the characters and imagination in the show is brilliant. Plus, the show is British. So it is just British people time-traveling. Oh, I’ve already said too much. For anyone considering to watch it, I suggest searching it on Netflix. They have the first 6-8 seasons I believe. It is still an ongoing series, but it is only available to watch in Great Britain right now and my parents do not have BBC to watch with, so yeah. Sorry. Anyway, all in all, the review is that it is a must watch series. You’ll get hooked and attached to the characters easily. Patricia already has a crush on the Doctor. Ooh. xD

Yesterday, I went to the pool and actually got time to relax and swim in the pool. At first I was hesitant to take off my shirt for one only reason. My nipples on my chest are huge. Now, when I say that, don’t think that I’m saying I have boobs. Boobs and nipples are completely different things. And turns out, the men’s nipples actually grow when the chest muscles are forming and since I had been exercising a lot on my chest muscles I guess they are forming. It is quite a disgusting look at first, but I believe I’ll blossom into great muscles. 🙂 So I got sunscreen on and reluctantly took off my shirt and jumped in the pool. It was cold and first and I shivered for a long while, but then I got used to it (for a few minutes). I decided to test my breath and see how long I could stay underwater by the simple test of swimming from the longest side of the pool on each end to the other end. It is a really hard task, but rewarding. I could do it at Mrs. Amy’s pool and Suzanna’s pool. This pool was a bit wide, but I wanted to see if I could still do it. I went and Anthony (who was with us) and my brother and sisters were doubting me. It was, indeed, a hard task. My lungs began to hurt and I could barely see the end. I thought I was never gonna get there. Afraid, I was about to give up and simple plop out of the water. But my courage and persistence was strong in me. I kept going and finally I saw the end. I made it and I was so happy. Finally. Something to prove that I still have it. Everyone cheered. I was out of breath. I got out of the cold water immediately so I could cool down.

Coincidentally, in the same pool, this family entered the pool. A fat boy with a very skinny girl who looked almost like Patricia’s age and an old lady. Not old, frail, and skinny. More like old and pompous. Fat, I should say. Weirdly enough the old lady gave Anthony a weird stare. I could not see her eyes behind her shades, but I could tell she was holding back a cruel, wicked face. She walked up to Anthony immediately when she entered the pool and said “We are not letting you play with any of our toys.” Then she walked away. Weird right? Eventually Anthony started to tell me the story behind everything and all it seemed to be was that Anthony had done nothing wrong except make them pay $16 for a boogie board that the fat boy broke. At first I was getting annoyed by it, but I decided to ignore it. Until, randomly, the old lady came up to Anthony when he was swimming and accused him of calling her mean and then started saying that he should think why she’s acting so mean. Now I was ticked off. She had no right to push him around like that. He couldn’t fend himself. He was a respectful man and did not mean any harm. When the lady passed by us and got all the attention around the pool my Mommy walked up to her and said, “If there are any problems, just come to me. He’s with me.” The lady responded saying that Anthony and her had their past. Just when she passed by us, Patricia was trying to hold me back from going up to her and putting her in her right place. Luckily, nothing bad happened and I kept my mouth shut. Reluctantly.

Later on, in the pool, a huge water pipe broke and water was pouring out of the water room. Shooting fountains of water out of the brick. Anthony and I were joking around and saying that the building was going to explode. Unfortunately and fortunately it did not. But oh well. You don’t see water leaks at pools everyday. Unless your life is pretty eventful. 😛

Last thing I could remember was that my Aunt was over during the weekend and we celebrated her friend Nadia’s birthday at the Buford Dam. It was a Dam good time. 🙂 And that seems to be all I could remember for the beginning week of summer. Cheerio!

Enjoy your Summer time (unless you don’t have Summer) wherever you are! BYE!

-ACP

 

I Stand Up For Myself


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life, only I’ll try to summarize it in the best way I can, yet also getting the details of the day I want posted. Here’s the video/song of the day! It’s Sail by AWOLNATION. Really good song. I love the sort of dubstep and electronic buzzes in the song. Plus it sounds more nowadays, so yeah! Enjoy!

So yeah, from the time I left the house. I went to the house, greeted Erick, Ascarett, and Sarah at the bus stop. Unfortunately Patricia was not able to come over because she was sick with a fever because of Matthew’s previous sickness. I guess you can connect one to another from there. Anyway, I greeted the three of them. Now, when we talked we weren’t as silent, especially after yesterday. We had such a wonderfully awesome day yesterday. I did, sort of, post about briefly, but I did not describe it to its greatest. It was a good time. If you don’t know about it, read the previous post here. For right now I don’t want to fully describe everything that happened that day, I’ll just continue, assuming that you know what I am talking about. So I talked to Erick and asked him where he was because the last time I saw him was around 7 o’clock PM at Sarah’s house when he said he was going to go to the convenient store and buy us some snacks. It was 8 o’clock PM when I left and I still did not see him. Thankfully, I saw him here at the bus stop and questioned him about it. He said he would explain it on the bus, which he did. I arrived on the bus and now the bus for me, Sarah, Brian, Marquel, Patricia, Ascarett, and Erick was never the same. Others were doing their own thing while we were giggling and laughing about what happened yesterday. Bailey, from the back of the bus, sneered at us, in jealousy of how much fun we were having. Take that!

Much more fun was on the bus, except when there were no more fights on the bus for fear that Mr. Paul was going to write us up, which was stupid. I missed the fights dearly. They made me laugh crazily hard that tears came out of my eyeballs. R.I.P fights on the bus. 😦

School was exceptionally annoying. Mrs. Flowers made Brian and I throw away our breakfast when we just got in so we barely got to eat anything for breakfast. Ridiculous. In Georgia Studies we had to finish our Governor foldable. I finished first, of course, and turned it in. Mrs. Flowers made a big deal about it and announced how someone already turned in their foldable. I was kind of annoyed by it, yet flattered. Later she announced we were having a quiz on the information on the foldable, which was stupid because we had just begun the topic on Tuesday and she wants us to take a quiz on Friday. Ridiculous.

Language Arts was even more annoying. Mrs. Harris, in general, was getting increasingly annoying to me everyday. Her pet, my best friend Savannah, always got the glory from her and they always giggled together and whenever she looked at my work she looked at it with an “okay” or giving some advice. Surprisingly, today, Savannah approached me with an wrathful attitude. Mrs. Harris started near of edge yelling at Brianna in my class because Brianna asked if she could go to the bathroom to get her stuff that she forgot and then Mrs. Harris said you couldn’t because she was SO lenient to rules and couldn’t bend it once for her students. Brianna just stood there and Mrs. Harris got pissed off and started mocking her. Only the fans of Mrs. Harris laughed. I, instead, just stared and gave a cross face. Savannah, on my side, started to laugh at the joke and was quite confused as to why I wasn’t. I told her that I was siding with Brianna. She was crept out by the decision.

“Why?” she asked.

“Because Mrs. Harris is annoying.” I answered.

“No she’s not.” she replied coolly.

Of course, you’re her teacher’s pet. Then Savannah got angry at me for including her name in my own controversy book where it said that she said a cuss word and it was a long time ago. Now she suddenly had a problem with it and threatened to take it out herself if I wouldn’t. She stormed out of the classroom when class was eventually done. Where was this attitude coming from? Savannah is now coming down from my best friend list. Lol.

Math was a little more interesting, though I was really hungry. Thankfully, Andrew was here today and Samantha at the same time. I had both of them sit on my sides and we socialized until Lunch when we took notes. Unfortunately, when we came back from an uneventful Lunch, we had to do another worksheet. Goshdangit.

Science was kind of dreadful. I wasn’t learning as easily on the lesson because it was just so new and I was not getting it in my head, especially with all the noise going around. I could NOT take it seriously. On top of it, we have a quiz tomorrow on it. Brilliant. Pray that I do good on it.

P.E. was sort of interesting and boring at the same time. We had to stay downstairs while the other P.E. class got to go to the Fitness Lab because people were misbehaving and refused to admit their behaviors. We went over the information of the muscles and other formulas that were so vague to my mind while Shian was answering all the questions and so was Grayson. Teachers pets. We played Basketball, afterwards, and my team won. Yay!

Drama was dreadfully boring as well. We just spoke a play as I frustratingly stared at my unfinished worksheet for my Drama class. Ugh. I did not get to finish it until Mark on my side got his worksheet back and he allowed me to copy off of his. After we spoke the play, we watched a movie-version of the play we were watching. Nothing went through my mind during the play. I don’t even remember much. Though, two amazing things happened. Patrick, who was in my Drama class, started singing “I Knew You Were Trouble” in the class, like he always did, just to get attention. I got so annoyed that I told him to shut-up and I said it loudly. Silence rolled across the room and Shane, Patrick’s friend, smiled and goggled at what happened. He asked Patrick if he heard me, Patrick said yes and turned away. Shane then said that Patrick was afraid of me. Heck yeah he was. Finally I was taken seriously.

Brody, on the other hand, took my seat when I went to go for a bathroom break and I told him to get off. He of course said no and I got behind him and asked him seriously. I put my hands on his shoulder reaching for a hold on his neck. He grabbed my hand but I smacked it with surprising force and scared him. He was about to cry being traumatized. He even told me he could take my chair. I felt good afterwards. I felt no pity for him because he was pushing me around for no reason and I was sick of it. I finally stood up for myself. He did not touch me nor did he mess with me throughout the class and probably for the future classes. Finally when classes were done and I waited for bus call, I left the classroom in a rush to get to my bus first. I was determined to get there first. Though, I saw Brian on the other side of the bus lane reaching to my bus. I immediately raced for the bus and made it in to the bus with my victory dance. It probably is not that special for you, but it is for me! 😀

The bus was fun. Reason why is that Xavion (the one who started the big fight yesterday) and his sister was on the bus. A whole new fight started between Jayda with her wussy friend Bailey on her side against Xavion’s sister. It got so real that it almost became a cat fight. It was awesome! Gosh, I love the bus . . .

I finally came home and then relaxed. Though the stress on my mind about the quiz was stressing me. I was destined to make a 90% or above at least. Brian, then, asked for me to come to his house through my brother. I did. We planned to study, but we really slacked off on websites and eventually began watching Silent Hill. But if it weren’t for Brian, I probably would not know a lot of information on the governors then now. So yeah, thanks! Everything has led up to this point in time.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

This Monday is Really Depressing . . .


Hey guys. Andrew here. Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Only that I don’t feel as motivated to show you guys a video/song special at the beginning of my post like I usually do. I’m really sad. No; more like depressed. I feel so caged in. I don’t know. My feelings are quite messed up right now. I’ll explain … I just want to get my feelings out.

So yeah, usual day. I wake up, get ready to go to school. This time, though, my Mom drove me to school for early preparation of the big Georgia Studies test today. I arrived around 8:17 AM. About 2 minutes after the session was supposed to begin. There was already a big crowd of people in the room. It was awkward when I walked in, yet I felt like no one acknowledged me while at the same time they were staring at me. Keila, my friend, who recently has been quiet to me and has not felt like talking to me, was walking with me to the class. She was quiet, of course. She sat behind me at a desk with another girl. I was the only one besides the two of them in that desk. Others had their own group desks with highly self-esteemed people at their tables that just blurted out random things to get everyone’s attention and idolize them while also getting the teacher mad. That’s something I realized. You can’t really be so called “popular” in my middle school unless your disruptive and hate school, otherwise the school will think of you as a freak.

The study session was kind of awkward. I was wearing a church sweater. The fancy ones you would see grown-ups wearing at churches. I thought the selection would be fine, plus I’ve seen a lot of so called “cool” or “popular” people do it. So I’m not quite abnormal. Except in this situation, I felt like everyone was staring at me from the back as the teacher announced questions. A lot of other teams came and it was becoming increasingly boring. Shahnil, my old friend who used to sit next to me in Health class, came to set at my desk and another boy did as well when class was going through. Kevin, a very funny and popular person in our school arrived in the class. Everyone recognized him, positively. Even the teacher said “hello” and “how are you doing?”. I felt quite surprised. Kevin was always getting citations and referrals (bad punishments). I was a good student, on the other hand. Yet she did not even acknowledge me in the room and she acknowledged with much friendliness Kevin. Ugh. I don’t know. It gets me really angry thinking about it.

Once we were finished with the studying and the school bell rang, signaling the arrival of the school buses arriving at the school, I got my Georgia Studies textbook and began the day. Homeroom was dull. That is probably too over exaggerated  but most of the time I watched other people laugh and have fun in the classroom while I watched them. The insane part is that whenever I tried to laugh and agree with their jokes, they would tell me to turn around in my seat and to shut-up. Ugh. It’s crazy.  I was hoping that Mary was going to drop something next to me and ask nicely if I could help her with that, which would make me feel like a good person. Unfortunately, no. I felt so lonely. Even Bryce next to me barely talked to me. We did our test in the class and thankfully I felt like I understood 95% of it, approximately. So I feel good. Until Conner started throwing spitballs at my back. He continued to do it during the whole class. It was extremely annoying and I felt helpless. I wanted to tell him to stop every time I turned around, but the teacher had warned us that if we talked we got a 0% on our test.

Language Arts was no fun either. Just work and seeing other people have fun in the class. Savannah seemed to be too busy talking to Ethan, who I recently have found him to be quite weird. I don’t want to say queer because I don’t want to be mean, but he’s something different. Which is completely fine. But when I get judged by other people that say I’m weird for how I look and act and I compare that to Ethan who is always talking to girls and has his own group, I feel like there’s something wrong. We had to work on some worksheet for warm-up and then work on our rough draft. I felt even worse when the Language Arts teacher actually checked Savannah’s paper next to me and said she was doing an excellent job. No, not just excellent. Brilliant. She checked others and left her comments, but she completely ignored mines. Mines was probably the longest of everyone and contained great spelling, vocabulary, and print. Yet, she did not check out mines. UGH. The only time she talked to me was when she lectured me for not reading a book after finishing all the work first and gave me a book about mythological Gods. I had to go to the bathroom eventually, so I went. And during the time there, I heard the class bells echo through the hall way (since the bathrooms are posted on the side of the “C” hall way) and I immediately jumped up from my seat, sucked in whatever I was letting out and went back to my class. It took almost 5 minutes to get back to the class to pick up my stuff. A lot of people, especially from Language Arts class, looked at me weirdly and telling me I was stupid. Ignoring it, I went to get my stuff, only to find Mason, a boy in my Science look at my stuff and almost take it. I told him not to touch it, which stirred up a lot of attention. A lot of girls told me to chill. Why? He was about take stuff from my backpack! 😦

Math was probably the only fun thing. Well, sort of. We went over some rules of graphing and our Math teacher told us that we were going to have a test on all the parts that we learned this unit. Including elimination method, substitution method, and graphing method. It was easy, altogether. I’m hoping I’ll get an easy 100%. Lunch was a bit interesting. Vanessa bought me an ice-cream of chocolate chip. At first it was on my side of my desk, but then it was gone. It was gone and Vanessa said she could not buy me another one when she already bought me one. Understandable, yet I felt horrible. Danielle, on my side, revealed to me that she had taken the ice-cream and gave it back to me. I ate it with delight. The chocolate taste warmed up my taste buds. Probably the BEST thing I ever tasted today. When we got back in Math we did the homework and I had Samantha sit next to me and Shirlign, of course, needed help from me with the homework. This time I tried to have her try the equations herself instead of helping her all the way! She did really well and I was completely fine with not turning in my homework since I could do it at home. Eventually during the end of class, Shirlign was sad that she was going to be able to finish her homework since she did not get it, but I decided to do her the favor of taking her homework and doing it for her. When you look back at it from a different perspective, it seems she cheated me. But when you look at my perspective, I felt good and special. She threw in a few “I love you” for thanks. So I felt good. xD

Science was boring and sucked. When I thought I had finished my Science homework, Brian, who sat next to me, revealed to me that there was a back of the page. So I quickly did it and managed to turn it in in time. Others were not there, so they got the advantage of getting an extra few days. When the teacher started going over a notes study guide he sat next to our table and whenever I looked at him, I saw Conner behind him. Same Conner who threw spitballs at me. Whenever it appeared I looked at him the slightest he told me to turn around and gave me a stare which resulted in a lot of laughs from the girls saying that I was stupid and looked retarded. I tried to ignore it until it got worse. When Patrick started talking to a new boy in our class who was also named Brian. They started talking and I told him, as a joke, that Patrick was “stupid”, but only as a joke. Brian immediately spilled the joke at Patrick and Patrick made threatening notes to me. He also told me that I was gay and to shut up. Then it got into a quick argument. He then started saying he was smarter than me, because he was Asian, and I told him that Asians get advice and help from in class (which is true in a lot of test cases) and that I have better grades than him (he has a 69% in the class). Then randomly, the girl (can’t remember her name) sitting next to me got into it and said to shut up and that I was annoying and not Patrick. Crazy thing was that she was always copying off my work and I always was nice to her. Now she turns on me? UGH! SO MANY UGH’S. 😦

I kept a straight face throughout the class. As the class continued to interrupt the teacher and make funny jokes, I looked all serious and I was completely depressed in that moment. No signs on twitching even at the funniest joke. Brian noticed me and tried to cheer me up. Eventually when the teacher said that the class always interrupts him, Brian pointed at me and said that I was always listening. Conner, same one from all that I have mentioned of him, butted in and said I talk all the time. EXCUSE ME? You have to be joking! Just thinking about it makes me want to go into a rant and rage until I tear my hair apart. The only good thing in Science was that I got to hug Mackenzie in class when we left. Otherwise it was completely chaos and emotional war in my mind. I looked completely normal, but I was completely bugged out.

When we went back into homeroom and finally got dismissed, Vanessa noticed how I was sad and depressed and invited me to go out with her sometime to eat some ice-cream. It sounded good. Hopefully my mother obliged. I went to P.E. afterwards. It was actually better than most P.E.s. Sahil was actually nice to me and the girls in P.E. were nice as well to me. Laughing at my jokes and making conversation with me instead of looking weird at me and thinking I’m crazy. We did some nice exercises and we were told of a special scanning of the scoliosis (a spine injury or condition) that we were soon going to do. We had to watch a video from there about it and then we were given permission slips about it. Then I left to Drama. I talked to Cole on the way. Probably one of the only few popular guys who did not hate me or think I was weird. I talked to him about how I hated the school and did a rant about it. I also told him about the Conner situation and asked if he could ask him why Conner was so mean to me. He obliged to do so. Drama, otherwise was quite interesting, despite Brody on my side shooting wasps at me (a certain rubber-band and spitball mechanism that really stings you like a wasp). Otherwise it was great. We did Shakespeare part actor rolls today. I got to have one part. It had only one line in the whole speech. It was still an honor to have to speak, at least to me. Afterwards, I left the school and went to the school bus. The school bus was kind of saddening as well. Adrian, though, was particularly nice. Jayduh and Bailey surprisingly sat next to Adrian and started calling us dorks and interrupted every conversation we had.

I sat next to Brian and he defended me a lot when Erick started to get crazy and make fun of me. Though most of the time I did not understand him because he was an Asian speaking really fast in a black accent and voice mixed with his Asian voice, so yeah. No racist. 😛 We then started getting into a “yo mamma” competition and threw some at each other. A lot of the ones I knew everyone seemed to know, so I said them anyway and it was all in jokes. Unfortunately, a lot of people took me too serious and said that was lame or not funny. It was not supposed to. Gosh I feel like most of my school are completely idiots. At least a lot of the ones I know. Every other “yo mamma” joke everyone else made made people laugh or nobody said anything and then eventually got it. I said a “yo mamma” joke referring to Patrick Star and then one of the girls said that I was Patrick Star or that I looked like him? Pardon my French, but what the ****? How do I look like him in  anyway? It was sincerely stupid and even thinking about it now sickens my brain. Eventually the bus started calming down a little more when it was just the group of us from our neighborhood and we were really funny then.

Finally, I got home and told my Mom of the positive things of the day. She gave me warmed up rice and eggs for dinner and then I ate milk with Melville cheerios. One of my best cereals, despite how plain it is. My Mom watched Doctor Who during the day until I started playing on her iPad for a little bit and then gave it back to her. I contemplated in my room for awhile and then asked my Dad to check how my grades were. I barely increased on Science. A 78%. Math was 95%. Language Arts 88%. Georgia Studies 86%. Nothing really changed. Not even Language Arts! My Language Arts teacher told me she was going to update our grades with the Writing Test details when she had not. Plus my grades were barely increasing. Science had increased by 2%. I was still in the 70s. Ugh. Another ugh and the last of them. I ranted to my Dad about how I barely felt my grades go and how they dropped low whenever I got an 80% on a test grade. It was depressing. My Dad, of course, thought I was crazy and said I was thinking stupidly. So yeah. Nothing there to talk about. The day has led up to now. I must go do Bible Time. I pray it goes well and I pray tomorrow goes well as well. Hopefully. I would hate to have another day like this. It just weakens me…

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Hopefully you are having a better day than me, bye!

I’m Not Feeling Bored; I Feel Tired …


Hey guys! Andrew here. With a tired brain. My eyes and body are not tired, but my brain is mentally tired for some reason. I guess it was from Walking Wisely Weekend when I pulled an actual ALL-NIGHTER at the house. I guess I wasn’t walking so wisely that weekend. Lol. Hopefully you got that joke, but eh. My stomach doesn’t feel good nor does my mental self. But I’m continuing this post. I pray I won’t vomit in the process. I feel the taste of the pizza I ate today. UGH.

Anyway, today was quite normal except for the fact that once again my body decided to fully wake up around 7 o’clock AM in the morning. I don’t know why, but it seems my brain has been set to wanting to wake up at that specific time. Which is great in all seriousness, but I have felt tired during the whole 4 day weekend. Gosh, I hope this dilemma does not continue. Anyway, back to topic, once I woke up around 7 o’clock I went to the computer, but instead without trying to sneak there. I just walked normally like I would. My steps echoed across the whole house which surprisingly did not cause my parents to wake up, but I’ll take it! 🙂

I stayed downstairs on the computer for a few hours like yesterday, just strolling around Youtube and whatever I could find. Gosh I am so dead and tired… This went on until my whole family arose from their sleep and they came downstairs. The day proceeded quite normally until my Dad went to the store around 10:00 o’clock AM in the morning to go buy cereal. I did not know, until her arrived back, that he brought Anabelle. I guess I was too busy in the office room on the computer. When they came back, they brought joy to the house. My Dad had bought that Marshmallow cereal. What’s it called? With Lucky Charms? Oh yeah, Lucky Charms Cereal! Part of a good breakfast. Lol.

I ate it and ate it. I was too hungry. It was unbelievable. I already ate so much cereal that the Lucky Charms bag was reduced to half of the box. My brother, Matthew, got uncontrollably angry towards me and, of course, called Mom into the situation. He did his whole bidding of complaining to her that I was eating too much, which resulted in me giving a few ugly looks to Matthew, resulting in a couple of yells from my Mom. It was irritating at the moment. I felt like I was about to blow up. But then I calmed myself and just finished my milk, instead of continuing to pour myself more cereal once I finished the cereal. Once breakfast was over I returned to the computer, then the iPad and then back the computer and then back to the iPad, then I went into my room and just chilled for a few minutes there. There was NOTHING special in my day until my parents left with my sisters, Patricia and Anabelle, to Goodwill to do something. Not quite sure if I remember what it was, but they went to go for about an hour and a half. So all that was in the house was my brother and I. Eventually during the process of time while they were still gone, Anabelle’s friend, Jacklyn, I believe, came with her mother to our house to ask if Anabelle was here. Of course Jacklyn, whenever she saw me, gave the same disgusted face towards my direction and her mother was not so pleasant around me. I mean c’mon. I could easily tell. Especially by her mother’s tone. Awkwardly, I told them that they were not here at the moment, and then they left once Jacklyn’s mother told me to ask Anabelle to come over when she came back. I have a feeling that she thought I was lying. I don’t know.

Then eventually Mom and Dad came back home with Patricia and Anabelle and we cooked ourselves some pizza. I had about 3-4 slices of pizza. Bad choice for me. Ugh. I still taste the smell and taste of pizza. What’s even worse is to eat pizza and then drink water. Gosh, that will cause you the worst of burps. Yuck. After we were done with the pizza I finally remembered about Jacklyn and told Anabelle about it. She was hesitant, though, and revealed that she was beginning to not like Jacklyn. Surprise surprise. And btw, that was complete boring sarcasm implemented there.. Anyway, she decided not to go, so therefore I did care. Afterwards, I asked my Dad to see my grades for school in total. It seemed to be that I had a B in Language Arts and Georgia Studies and I had a C in Science. The good part was that I got 95% on my last Science test, which almost got my Science grade to a B, just by off 1%. And the last common assessment test we took for Language Arts (which basically asked stupid questions about metaphors, similes, transitional phrases, so on) got an 80% grade which took my Language Arts grade down from a 91% to a 89 or 88% I believe. I’m gonna check with the teacher about the answers because I KNOW that I did not do that bad and that I’ve come to experience a lot of times where the computer interprets my answers wrong. Agh.

Then the day went on, proceeding the same way it had in the beginning. It was almost monotonous and dreading. More dreading actually because there was LITERALLY nothing to do except go on the computer or go on the iPad. My PS3 was dead, so no point there.. But anyway, the day eventually ended where I started beasting on Jet Pack on the iPad and got a lot of coins and basically beasted. Then I started watching Syndicate’s OLD videos of the Minecraft Project back in the 2011. Good times. And then my sister, Patricia, decided to show my Mom and Dad, as they were playing their table game of some chips or rectangular chips of some sort, ASDF Movie 6. My Mom laughed a lot and my Dad smirked a few times, otherwise they enjoyed it. Then everything leads up to where I am talking to you right now. Gosh, I can’t wait to go to sleep. Sheesh. Hopefully you guys enjoyed this post! 🙂

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

Difficulties in Life . . .


Hey guys! Andrew here, bringing you another post! Thankfully my streak of being able to post daily is going well for right now, and this post is mostly going to be about a lot of drama going on in just one day in feelings and in school. So, enjoy my drama, I guess…

I woke up, as usual, except a little later around past 8:00 o’clock AM because I was not driving to school this time. So I slowly went through the day and put on my clothes and then whitened my teeth. Later then my mom had told me to scrub my face with face cleanser for my acne on my face and to take a shower. At first I did not feel like doing any of those two things, but then I came to agreeing with scrubbing my face, but I still did not wish to shower at this time early in the morning. Scrubbing my face with the face cleanser and then leaving it on my face for about 3-5 minutes, I then scrubbed it off my face with warm water and went to my room to get a jacket because today (in preparation) our teacher had told us we were going to be outside, so, just encase, bring a jacket. As I went into my room my mom went into my room too and then eventually she began asking if I scrubbed my face and took a shower. I told her boldly I did scrub my face but did not shower. Bad mistake. She yelled at me good and I felt she was frustrated because I had not been paying attention to her rules and listening to her. So, in remorse of my lazy decision, I went to take a nice shower. It was refreshing for me to have all the stench off me and have a new clean body. Once I finished showering my mom gave me a few ugly looks, but then got over her emotions. I got my backpack and so did my sister and then once the bus arrived, around 8:40 AM, my mom hugged my sister and I and then we left to the bus.

Once we arrived to school I got to see Avelyn at the entrance where the Inside Lane buses for 8th graders usually went. It was a first, I never saw him on the entrance because our buses were on different schedules, but this time our buses were held back because we had bus teachers coming on to our bus and testing us what each seat (which is called an alpha) was assigned to do. I didn’t know we actually had to do that? I thought we just had to ride a bus to school and back and that’s it! This school is weird…

So as I talked to Avelyn and then followed him all the way to his homeroom class, I gave my goodbyes to him and then went to my part of the “C” wing. Once I entered, I picked up a simple breakfast of a small carton of orange juice and then went to homeroom. The teachers introduced the grades of the class and trust me, most were at 75% or below. I was one of the few who was at 80% or above. I felt good, but 80% was still a low standard for my family… I DISHONOR MY FAMILY. XD Anyway, once they finished announcing grades, they also said that all straight A students who received a certificate from last week (didn’t get to mention it) had to go to the cafeteria. Once I got my agenda signed, I asked my teacher why did I have to go to the cafeteria, then she said: “You can sit.” and I sat. Then my friend Vanessa from across  mouthed the words to me: “You’re stupid!”. I did NOT know what just happened, but I felt something bad.

Once Homeroom class had transitioned to Georgia Studies, we began a new unit called the “NEW SOUTH” and we had to an AKS (not sure what that means) and take a few notes and then do vocabulary flash cards at home for homework. That was it pretty much, then we transitioned to Language Arts. It was interesting. We read about 2 1/2 chapters of “The Giver”. The book was getting sincerely interesting.. but we came to an abrupt end when we had to leave class. Then I transitioned to Math class and sat next to Andrew Peterson. Again, he’s the Andrew P I mentioned a few times in the recent posts. We had so much fun laughing at jokes that I could barely do my notes and focus. This time our real teacher, Mrs. Sauciunas, was back from her absence, and she easily noticed that I was getting distracted with Andrew. But gosh, Andrew is so funny, we have the best of times. 🙂 Then when we went to lunch I enjoyed the best lunch EVER. Can’t explain it right now; it’s a lot of food, that’s all I am going to tell you. I couldn’t even finish all of it. Then once we came back to Math class after I walked with Vanessa (she gave her hugs and kisses to her boyfriend) and gave my hug to Jessica, we finished up our simple Math notes and went to homework. Andrew next to me begged for my first part of the homework sheet since he said he wasn’t paying attention, but I needed it. So I denied, which was unfortunate for him, and I felt quite guilty for myself too. Once Math was over, I went to Science class and then we had our grades, from the Science test we did, graded. I got a nice 88% from just the individual test of 25 questions and then on top of that I’m soon going to get my accelerated grades added to my standard test, which is great! Plus my Science teacher, Mr. Dyches, agreed to give anyone with 80% or above grades Coca Cola or Mountain Dew. I took Mountain Dew of course.

Then I moved back to homeroom to drop off my things and then leave to connections. On the way, I talked with my sort of friend, Paige. A very pretty girl, gorgeous, but not exactly my type of personality. I don’t know why.. I mean I get along with her so well, plus she’s blonde, and she’s very charismatic, but I don’t know. I’m not sure about her. As we talked, we eventually separated as I went to the Lower Gym for P.E. and she went to the Upper Gym for P.E., then that’s when stuff started going downhill.

We had to go play outside for P.E. at the basketball court. There were options of playing “Gotcha!” or “4 square”. I played “Gotcha!” with my friend Avelyn, Parker, and Haven, along with their friends Christian and Luke. Eventually during the day, this girl called Danielle, a very fat and irritating girl, went up to Avelyn and started talking smack. What made it even worse was that she was fat, first of all, and then second of all, she had lisp, so I was very annoyed when she started cussing. I called her back a “b*tch” because she was beginning to bully my friend, and I was getting annoyed. Though Avelyn was tough enough to take care of himself, I defended him still. Then she turned to me and started calling me gay and saying Avelyn was my boyfriend was my boyfriend, which I seriously was irritated from. Then she started telling her friends and her friends actually came up to me, believing it, and asking if I seriously was going out with Avelyn. I told them no .. it was irritating! I’m going to report her to the teacher tomorrow. F*ck it. -.-

Then once P.E. was over, and the torments had come to their end, I left to my next connection: Health. Health was decent and plus I had my opportunity to take the Nutrition test. Funny thing is that I forgot EXACTLY what a nutrient and calorie was and a few other things. It was irritating as well. So I wrote what was logical and from memory and hoped I got something good. Fingers crossed. Then when Health came to its end I left to the bus and then had Erick and I fight and bully each other for fun. Then once others started leaving the bus, I had my fun with my friends and others and then finally arrived to my home. I told my parents about the grades but they were not certainly satisfied and the whole day was pretty bad. I’m not gonna say any SPECIFIC details, but it went pretty bad. My dad looked at my overall grades and he saw I had only Cs on most subjects and then As. But the only As were on Health and P.E. and not on the primary subjects. After my family and I stress-fully looked at the grades, my dad calculated the total grades and also the percentages and it did NOT add up. Plus I did not have ANY Math grades, which was weird. I should have had a few by now. So turns out I might not have any Cs pretty soon and some Bs now. Which are still unacceptable in comparison to Bs, but they are better.

Then we did Bible Time and trust me, the Bible just continued to get weird. There were rapes, killing, and eventually the word “whore” came into the Bible. Guys, trust me, you need to read the Bible. The WEIRDEST things will happen in the Bible as you read. Trust me. Anyway, so when we went to Prayer Time, I made a sincere prayer to God, in front of my whole family, saying I was fed up with the waiting. I’ve been praying for my dad’s business to go well and all I’ve been doing is waiting and nothing has been coming. I’ve been praying for better grades and I’m still not getting anything. So basically it was like a call-out. After I finished, my mom said she loved my prayer and that it came from the heart. I loved it to because I felt like I was actually speaking to God this time. So yeah…

Now all of the events have led up to this. I could explain more dramatic things that happened in my day, but that would make this post WAY too long. So yeah, anyway, enjoy your time wherever you are and bye!

-ACP

A Pretty Bad Way To Start Off The Week


Hey guys! Andrew here! I thought I tell you about my day, today, this Tuesday. Not sure how long ago this will be posted from this day today, but this is talking about the day Tuesday on February 4th, 2013. Hopefully this won’t be posted next year.

So yeah, I haven’t really talked about life in my school, and since I haven’t for awhile and a lot of new things have come to place there is A LOT to be explained! First of all, I don’t know how to say this, but school is crazy! You probably were not surprised by that statement at all if you are an experienced public schooler, but I’m new, so shut-up! XD Anyway, I’ve made a lot of friends (good ones too) and a lot of judges on a lot of me and already a few people I dislike. First of all, my best friends are Avelyn (from which I meet at P.E. [friggin awesome dude!]), Vanessa (my own little, little, REALLY little version of Mary-Kate! c:), Andrew (who also has a last name that starts with the letter P), Manuel (awesome dude), and of course Savannah. Those are my only TRUE friends who I can really say I “LOVE” hanging out with them. I have plenty of more friends I could easily name, but I prefer best friends now. But relevant names that may come up any time in this post are: Peter, Bridgett, Samantha, Brianna (a frenemy of mine [mostly an enemy]), Danielle, Brian, Michael (no Michael, this is not you [talking to Michael Gjessing]), Corey, Anthony, Jayden, Ethan, Natalie, Rob, Mackenzie, Brian (another one :P), Keila, Noah, Emily, Hayden, etc! I know it’s a lot. 🙂

Anyway so the day started with me being woken up my mother, because I can’t wake up by myself early in the morning, and therefore I got ready to go to school. About 20-30 minutes until the bus was to arrive. I put on some nice clothes on, but not so formal that it was something from church, though it was a nice set. I had decided to put on my P.E. T-shirt so in the locker rooms when I changed with the other guys that I wouldn’t have to unload so much from my backpack and just take off my sweater and put on some gym shorts. So I put on a P.E. T-shirt (which consisted of gray and black colors) and I put on top a nicely designed black sweater. Then I just put some jeans on. Once I had finished dressing up, I went onto whitening my teeth. A trick my sister had figured out by planting raw toothpaste instead of on the brush and on your bare teeth and leaving it there for a few minutes and then brushing it off. At first it’s brutally disgusting and you feel uncomfortable, but then you get used to it, and TRUST ME, the results are amazing! So I did so, actually experienced in whitening my teeth and then waited almost for 5-7 minutes. Once that time had come to past, I went to the bathroom sink, lowered my head so if any of the toothpaste drooled out it would fall into the sink, and started brushing the toothpaste into my teeth. Once that was done, I decided to go downstairs and organize my things.

I organized my backpack and checked if all materials were in and safely in there (for in past experiences I have forgotten a lot of things), and then waited at the front door of my house for the bus. Once the bus had approached the neighborhood and started making its circle around the neighborhood we put on our shoes and left the house. The bus, once it had circled the whole neighborhood, took usually 2-3 minutes and then came to our part of the neighborhood to pick us up. My sister and I gave our kisses to my mom, and then left. Well actually I left, in a hurry. I greeted Erick, a Korean friend of mine (who looked like PSY), and some of the other girls who waited at the last minute with us for the bus and then Patricia came, late, to the bus stop. The bus had nearly left without her.

As usual, the bus was nearly full, just needing to go to another neighborhood to pick up three kids: Adrian (a Romanian just like me), his sister, and another girl, and then we may go to school. The bus was packed but surprisingly it was SO quiet. As I sat next to my friend Fashion (I call him by his last name, Fashion), I recalled it was NEVER this quiet in the bus. Once we both had acknowledged it and I told my friends in the bus including Erick, I decided to enjoy it while it lasted. Then eventually it came to an abrupt end when the bus driver starting asking the 6th graders in the front (where my sister, Patricia) sat a few questions in the bus, and of course a few them failed at the questions, having stirred loud laughs and yells. So yeah, I did enjoy those few minutes of quiet while it lasted. It was nice. 🙂

Once we arrived at the school, left the bus in a single line, I moved to my part of the school where I was normally destined to walk to. I was supposed to enter the school through the side where the other 8th graders were supposed to go if they were in the Inside Lane. I entered the building, having a guide-line member of the school greet me and other 8th graders walking beside me. Another 8th grader, who I couldn’t recall his name, though I knew him from class, walked next to me. I turned to him and gave him the acknowledging nod and he returned the favor. Whence I entered the school actually in the Main Hall, I went directly to the “C” wing which was for standard or honorary classes. Whilst “A” wing for 8th graders were for Probe students (really smart students or students who did great during the Elementary years). I entered, went to the breakfast trolley that was always posted between the hall of our “C” wing halls and took a nice set of breakfast of Fruit Loops, Chocolate Milk, and Orange Juice. I entered my homeroom class/social studies class, seeing already many settled in my seats. Approaching my locker, it took about 2-3 tries for me to open my locker and get my Social Studies book. I still had to get used to unlocking with the codes. As I took the book from my locker, I returned to my usual seat next to Hayden, a very smart student who naturally had a big head. Next to him was Emily. A cheerleader who you’d never expect from looking at her but was exceptionally pretty.

Once we settled into our seats our homeroom teacher assigned us to do our studying before the big “TEST” we had to do today, which I completely went panic mode and started studying. I looked at Hayden and asked him what he was doing because he just sat in his seat and rubbed his eyes or contemplated instead of studying. He replied with coolly with the answer that he was gonna get an “A” anyway. Believing him from recent experiences, I continued studying my courts and juvenile crime information such as: what was a delinquent act between an unruly act and then about the courts like Supreme Courts, Court of Appeals, and Superior Courts, and so on! Our homeroom teacher went on as she usually did, lecturing other students for talking during class (she loved doing it, I believed). Then finally we had the test forms brought to us. 50 questions. Interesting. We started the test and I was off to a good start, but I also had a strategy when I did my tests. I only lightly checked a question and then lightly filled in the blanks so if I needed to change my answer I would not have to struggle erasing what I circled in. A good choice, but it was slow process. I ended up almost being late for my paper while others were already beginning to leave the class after the test was over. So quickly I started filling in the blanks that I had confirmed were correct and turned it. I believe though I might get a good grade, but I could have gotten a better one if I wasn’t as rushed.

I entered into Language Arts class and we continued our book called “The Giver” after we did our Vocabulary review in which I got 100% on. We read about two chapters of ‘The Giver” and Corey continued making mediocre jokes during the class as the Language Arts teacher reviewed through the book every time we finished a chapter. I shall not reveal what we read, because I think it’s best you read it for yourself. 😉

Once Language Arts was over, I was late again because I had to put all my stuff in my backpack and plus since I left late from Social Studies class I did not have time to put the book in my locker, so now I had to carry it around. :/ Once I left Language Arts, I went to Math class. Apparently we had a substitute teacher who really did not care about what we did in class and did not take rules seriously, even if she tried to enforce them herself. We did groups over a quick little Math quiz and I teamed up with Manuel and Andrew and moved out of my seat while Michael (Brian’s friend) sat next to Brian in my seat. Eventually I had to leave the group and move next to Vanessa because Manuel and Andrew were so funny I couldn’t keep my brain straight. As I sat next Vanessa I made some funny jokes and finished a few problems on the math sheet. Then we went to lunch. Surprisingly enough Brianna wasn’t AS mean to me and others who sat in her seat like we expected her to. I had a pretty bad lunch though. I took a meal of milk, green apple, and sub sandwich from the school. Unfortunately I did not expect the sandwich to be THAT bad and it was HORRIBLE. Then on top of that, my green apple fell to the ground and completely got destroyed and inched into the germs of the floor, so I therefore abandoned it. All was left was my milk really. So I got a pretty bad meal..

Then when we left the lunch tables I did my usual routine of walking next to Vanessa and we talked like best friends. Sorry Mary-Kate, but I guess you have competition. xD Just kidding, you’re still my best friend. 😉 Anyway, so we walked around the Cafeteria to the exiting doors back to our classes and did our two usual things. Vanessa greeted her boyfriend, a friend of mine, and kissed each other. Funny enough I noticed how Vanessa kissed him and made tons of fun of her INSTANTLY. I feel so bad now. But it was funny. Lol. Then I went up to my friend Jessica (who had a crush on me) and gave her a hug. She was my best friend (forgot to mention that, lol) and I knew her for 4 years. Once we left lunch we continued Math and I continued making jokes. Then I talked to Danielle, a girl I had a crush on a few weeks ago, but then just lost interest. Then we left. Remorse flew into my stomach and I felt like a thousand butterflies were in my stomach because I did NOT pay attention on the quiz at all. But whatever…

I moved to Science class and did Science. Depressingly enough I went to Science class and the teacher Mr. Dyches gave me my quiz graded from Friday and it was a 60%. Wow. I was perplexed and already rage and sadness filled my brain. 10 questions and I missed 4 of them. Wow. I still am shocked myself. I tried to look at the bright side, but I couldn’t. So I buried my head in books for a little bit and then came back to the world later in class. As we studied over the class and ALMOST did our review our class talked way too much so we couldn’t review unfortunately for the test tomorrow. I left and went to my homeroom to check and put in my Social Studies book in my locker, thankfully! Once the whole group, I left to P.E. and did my things with my friends. I don’t have much more time to write so in short I played Hockey with Avelyn, my best friend, and some of my other friends, had a great time and then left! Then I went to Health class and got troubled with the idea that we already had a test tomorrow on Nutrients which we only studied on for a day. Ugh.. School! D:

I came back home, studied, did Bible time, and now I’m writing to you! So good night! I wrote a lot, I know.. 😛 Good night anyway, have a great time wherever you are and Bye!

-ACP

Wow..


It’s almost a new year guys. 2012 is gone. Thank God, but I’ll miss it somehow. I think a lot happened this year. New songs came out (annoying and good ones). New artists arose. iPhone 5 came out and so did the new Samsung phone. Lots of epic movies: The Avengers, Batman the Dark Knight Rises, maybe Dark Shadows (wasn’t very impressed with it, though), a lot more that I probably don’t feel like mentioning or I can’t remember them. So yeah a lot of cool movies! I’m gonna be leaving k12 and becoming an actual public schooler. Wow, never thought this would happen. Maybe at some point, but not before I was in high-school. I’m gonna miss Mary-Kate of course. Mary Wexel, she probably ain’t reading this, but oh well, I’m gonna miss her. I’m gonna miss Christ or VGB (something like that). I’m gonna miss Lilia and it sucks cause I didn’t tell her I was leaving. 😦 I made friends with Taylor Baptiste just by spamming the raise hand button. We had our fun. Oh gosh, Mary-Kate if you are reading this PLEASE tell Lilia and Taylor somehow that I was gone, k?

 

So yeah.. new year. Hopefully I’ll postt daily more. 🙂 See you around guys!