I Get Locked Out of School?!


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Video of the day is from the newest ASDF movie. ASDF movie 6! Really funny and incomprehensibly stupid, but the two mix well with each other. MKB brought to my attention about ASDF movie 6 and I realized I NEVER posted a video about it. So, I shall! Enjoy!

Now after you have watched that video, I hope you now will be in a good mood in reading this post. If you have not watched the video, I still highly suggest you watch it, but anyway, let’s begin the day. Let me just skip in to the part where I get into the school. My Mom drives me to school early because my sister has to go early and I just decide I’ll go because I love socializing with the teachers. Plus, I thought it was Tuesday, Teacher Enrichment Day. It was always awkward whenever I entered into the car riders drop off zone because it felt like a thousand people, whom were sitting in the bleachers posted against the group, stared at you. It was especially awkward for me because I felt like they looked at me with such disgust of the acne on my face. Especially when yesterday my Mom put hot onions on my zits, which caused the white-green juice to come to the top and retreat from its inside roots. It looked disgusting, I’ll even admit. It was also embarrassing. I went to the teacher who was always posted at the back wall with his laptop. I told him if I could go see Mrs. Flowers (my homeroom) since it was Tuesday. He looked at me quite confused but more in a “are you stupid?” look. He said he did not know of any meetings with teachers today. I looked at him confused. It’s Tuesday! Teachers meet up! I was seriously face-palming in my mind. He told me that I needed to get my Agenda signed from my homeroom teacher in order to get my stuff upstairs.

I did so. And then came back figuring out it was REALLY Wednesday. I had lied to Mrs. Flowers, saying that I needed to talk to Mrs. Harris. The lie played out nicely and I got my stuff from my backpack. Another student was in the classroom of Mrs. Harris and the teacher herself. So it was just us three. I tried to find things to ask about to my Language Arts teacher while I could, but honestly, I could not find much to talk about. So, I just sat awkwardly in my seat, pretending to be studying on the muscle chart for P.E.; it was a lot of work to remember. Triceps, biceps, deltoid, gastrocnemius, quadriceps, trapezius, gluteus maximus, hamstrings, soleus, etc. Eventually the other student left, seeming happy to be gone. I saw Mr. Dyches across Mrs. Harris’s room opening the door to his locked, dark classroom. Finally. Somebody interesting that I actually like. I really like Mr. Dyches. Probably one of my favorite teachers, especially a teacher of Science. I helped him stack the chairs in his room while also giving him some advice on what he should do about a test being taken on Friday when we just started learning the unit of machines. We discussed until finally Mr. Dyches left the room for something and I heard the bell ring. I quickly left the classroom, with my backpack, and went to get some lunch. Good ol’ Cinnamon Toast Crunch with Chocolate Milk. I made it into a cereal of course and enjoyed it!

Georgia Studies was pretty boring. We went down into the “D” Computer Lab, which was in another part of the school building another story down. We had to take a test in the lab. Unfortunately, while everyone else signed into their profiles for the test, my computer was acting funny. I could not sign in. So all I did was help Brian on my side. I gave him answers by typing the letter choice on the computer. It was a stealthy way of tactically cheating. Which of course is not a good thing, but yet brilliantly done. Finally, halfway when the time in our lab was done, Mr. Iverson came down into the Lab and helped my problem. It now worked. I quickly went through the 50 problems. Most of them were on things I was not quite sure on. Things we learned in the past. Ugh. Mrs. Flowers made a depressing announcement that the best grade made was an 82% (this was while I was still doing my test) and said that others made 78% or failing. It scared me. I did not need a failing grade. At least a 90% or above. Finally, I was the last to leave with a few others because I was late on the test. I left the room by myself, completely lost as to where to go. I thought I found my way when I saw a set of doors that looked the same from which we came from. I entered it and it was NOT the same area. Though I saw an opening of doors to a part of the school building I recognized. I opened the doors to the chilly air outside. I was the only one outside, so I rushed. Classes were about to start. I went to the doors to the next building only to see that they were locked. The bell of the whole school rang. I panicked. I went back to the doors from which I exited from. They were locked too!

What was I supposed to do?! I thought of almost going to the actual front of the school and entering from there, despite the long trip. Thankfully I saw a woman in the building window on the same level as me. I waved my hand like I was needing help. She came quickly and opened the door for me. She immediately inquired, “Why were you out?”. “I got lost,” I answered dully and then finally found my way. I was still somewhat lost, but I found my way back up to the “C” wing and to my classes. I was late, but not too late, thankfully. I will never forget the experience of being locked out. It freaks me out.

All we did in Language Arts was write our final drafts. Savannah, on my side, started to accidentally nudge my arm and almost scratch the pen across my whole paper. Oh yeah, figures out we needed a pen of blue or black ink, so I asked Mrs. Harris for one. Near the end of the class I still had not finished my final draft, so did a bunch of others. So then she gave us the opportunity to finish at home for homework. Thank God!

Math was a little eh. We did a worksheet on Math, which I hate worksheets. Plus my mind was still scattered for some reason. I talked to Samantha on my side. Andrew wasn’t here today. We enjoyed talking and our friendship grew like flowers. xD Finally, we got to go to lunch. Wednesday lunches were the best. Waffles and perfectly sliced chicken breast with waffle syrup and cinnamon apples with Chocolate Milk. Oooh. So good. I sat with the girls at Lunch today and it was nice. Vanessa and I moved up to talk with Avelyn. It was nice and we had many funny moments. What made Lunch even better was the fact that Danielle started talking to me as well as Samantha and Vanessa on the way back to class out of the cafeteria. Bailey saw me and looked at me disapprovingly. She saw that I was talking with the three girls and immediately seemed one up’d. I liked it. It made her look like her face was searing with rage. Ah. Good times. 😛

I finished the worksheet really fast and then relaxed the whole time in Math class until we went to Science. All we did in Science was go over the principles of the machines and the Mechanical Advantages of the machine and then went through this new principle in which I can’t remember. After that, we went back to homeroom. Turns out our homeroom class was locked because the 4th class in Mrs. Flower’s room left for “D” lab which meant that the class was not there therefore leaving the door locked. A lot of people waited impatiently at the door. I came up with a great idea of going around Mr. Iverson’s class and going to Mrs. Flowers to unlock the door. Brian decided to follow me on the way. I unlocked the door and everyone came in. Though what shocked me was that the whole class celebrated Brian and gave him lots of hugs for coming up with the idea of going around and unlocking it. I was completely in shock. Gawked. I did not want to make a big deal, but SERIOUSLY?! I’m blistering with rage thinking about it! Now, though, it was inevitably done and I couldn’t tell anybody that I did it or else they would either not care or just tell me to shut-up or stop lying. Ugh. That is just depressing.

P.E. was barely any fun. We had our Scoliosis check ups. It was awkward and I felt weird having to go into a room and take off my shirt to do some demonstrations. I actually did really good on the test, but the weird thing was that I was given a man doctor, instead of all 3 women doctors I got the 1 male doctor. Otherwise it was good. Then, finally, we got our height and weight checked in. On the way, the topic of me having a liking for paper came up. Avelyn and Erick and I discussed whether it would make me homosexual or straight. Finally then, they said it would be both ways. So then I agreed and then said out loud “So that would make me bisexual.” The people behind me started busting out laughing. I looked back, abashed. Seriously? I was just joking, first of all, second of all, they heard it in wrong context. One of the guys who heard me, which were one of the people who for some reason disgusted me, looked at me and said I was “gay” and I responded back saying it’s not true. He said to shut-up and that it was truest thing that came out of my mouth. Now that I think about it, I wish I would have talked back.

I sat back in P.E. line thinking how people were now going to spread rumors of me being bisexual over a single discussion I had with friends. Gosh I hate this school. I mostly hate me for being so stupid. Goshdangit. Drama was easy, well actually hard from the worksheet part. I absolutely dislike worksheets. I don’t know, worksheets and I don’t mix well. On the brighter side, I got a 100% on my Drama quiz on Shakespeare. When I got home riding on the bus Xavion (a 6th grader) and Bailey started getting into a fight because Bailey started something. Xavion, though, ended it with epicness. I cannot exactly say what they said because most of it is inappropriate, but it was really good and made me laugh so hard that tears came out my mouth. Eventually we start doing another Rubber Band war in the bus, only to have Mr. Paul end it so sadly. Though, instead, when everyone left and it was just us neighborhood kids, we decided to meet up in our neighborhood. We did. Sarah, Erick, Marquel, Brian, Patricia, some girl (can’t remember name), and I met up. We started walking and instead of playing rubber band war we just played Bounty Hunter. The first EVER Bounty Hunter game played in our neighborhood. It will be memorable. 🙂 We played all the way until 8 o’clock at night. Though then the sun was JUST lowering down. So yeah, it wasn’t really dark. All events have finally led up to now.

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!

Good Grade Start


Hey guys, Andrew here! Bringing you a new post. Not feeling in the exact particular mood for this, but I feel like I must post to you guys even though I might not feel the single nerve to do so. So, let’s skip to the part where I walk to the bus. Funny things start from there.

So just when I saw the bus coming, in the morning, after I got all my clothes together, my sister leaves, all prepared and walks casually to the bus. I’m about to do the same thing when suddenly my mom notices that I am sagging a little bit (which was by accident, I am NOT a sagger [if that’s even a word]) and starts yelling at me for not picking up a belt. I told her several times I did not need a belt at this time, especially when the bus had just entered the neighborhood. She insisted though and told me not to move. Grunting, displeased, I waited reluctantly. It took about a full minute for my mom to walk upstairs and pick up my belt which I could do in the matter of 5 seconds. Once she gave it to me, I bolted outside. No worries. But then my mom yelled out from the house:

“PUT ON THE BELT NOW!” 

So holding my backpack rather awkwardly and then trying to put on a belt was quite interesting for me. I was able to manage eventually, but I had to lower my backpack. After I had put on the belt like my mom told me to, I ran to our usual bus-stop and greeted Joanna, her friend (don’t remember her name), and Erick. It was awkward and I did not feel like talking, so we didn’t really talk. Once the bus came we all entered and we drove to school. Funny thing was that Bailey, Jayduh, and Lauren in the back of the bus were pretty quiet during the whole drive. They’re usually the loud ones in the back making trouble of all sorts.

Once we got to the school I quickly entered my classroom, knowing I was late and did not have time. I did take a few seconds to pick up a simple orange juice for breakfast. Though I seriously need to get a bagel or something else. Homeroom class started pretty quick in progression. Once homeroom was over, we transitioned from Homeroom to Georgia Studies and continued our notes on learning the “NEW SOUTH”. I got to announce some ideas in the notes when Mr. Iverson (the Georgia Studies teacher) asked for any helpful answer or tips in the questions that were given. It was a pretty simple class all in all. Though there were some funny moments.

Next class, Language Arts with Mrs. Harris, was pretty simple too. We continued reading after we got 10 minutes to work on our Review that we were assigned last week on Friday. Luckily, though, I finished mines on the day and turned it in so I wouldn’t have to procrastinate the whole weekend until the last day. I hate doing that… Then we read “The Giver” and trust me, it is a good book. Progressively the plot thickens. Lol. After Language Arts, I moved to Math class in which we took a lot more notes than homework. I finished my homework, though, immediately on task on the day so I wouldn’t have to do anything at home.  During lunch, though, I decided to sit next to my friend Andrew and Manuel. We had fun and as a result one of their friends (who I can’t remember his name) who sat next to me, had 2 of his chocolate milks drop on the table. We eventually had to have a few teachers come and help us clean it up. Though it was hilarious. I walked with Vanessa as usual back to the Math class. Though she asked me a favor this time. She gave me a note that her boyfriend, Zach (we were good friends as well), wrote her or it seems that he did that crept the living sh*t out of Vanessa. It said “I want to r*pe you.” She asked me to hide her behind me (which was easy because she was small) as we passed by Zach through lunch, which was easy until after I gave my hug to Jessica. Her boyfriend immediately realized what had just happened by the time we were almost at the doors. He called for her to come, but she didn’t and it was awkward. I felt like I was tearing a relationship. 😦

Then Science class came and it was disruptive as usual and there were the same usual, annoying people. Eventually it got SO annoying that I moved from my seat to the side of the classroom where I could hear my teacher, Mr. Dyches. I got a good grade as we read throughout the hand-out sheet we worked on, but it did also open my eyes to answers I thought would be normally right to actual wrong answers. Well I guess we can live by the quote: “You learn something new, everyday.” Anyway, once Science class ended and I moved to homeroom to wait for our homeroom teacher Mrs. Flowers to dismiss us, I decided to put my Math book away, since I had no need for it. Surprisingly, my backpack was 5X lighter without the Math book and I freely roamed wherever I went. The situation with Zach and Vanessa was solved because Zach explained that one of his friends wrote on it, which solved the situation easily.

I then moved to P.E. and we started practicing on Soccer. YES. My sport. Tomorrow I’m assuming we’re doing a Soccer game. I’m pumped! Afterwards I went to Health class. The most near difficult and straining class I had to take in the school besides Science. We watched a little movie during the class after we read some information on drugs. For the unit in Health we are learning we are learning about drugs and basically defects and information about them. Including diseases from FAS (Fetal Alcohol Syndrome) and Cirrholis, etc. Once Health was over and we were dismissed to our buses I left to my bus while talking to my friend Mackenzie. Afterwards I finally arrived on my bus and had a balling time as usual near the end. Then I arrived home and also brought a progress report my Health teacher gave me. I had a 94%, which is good, but quite disappointing for a subject like Health. I mean it’s not really that hard, but it is! It’s hard to explain! But I gave it to my parents and they signed it. The day went on as normal as it could be until now where I am writing to you.

There were a lot of events involved in today, but I’m trying to go very broadly over my days so I won’t have to write so much, because I know that you guys don’t enjoy it when I write too much. Or do you? I’m going to have to write about a poll decision. Anyway, enjoy your time wherever you are, bye! 🙂

-ACP