I Feel In Control of My Life


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Song/video of today is a song called “Same Love” by the one and only Macklemore! I’m still waiting for him to compose some new songs with someone, but I guess as they say, never to rush perfection. Anyway, a heads up before watching this song. This song IS about “gay marriage” so if you feel slightly offended by it, by all means you have the choice not to watch it. I support “gay marriage”, but respect your beliefs. I put this song to provide a good, positive message and cause it has a nice beat to it. Enjoy!

Lately, I just feel great. Kind of up to date with everything I’m doing. I’ll explain later on in the post. So my usual routine of waking up got back into the normal jist. I was able to wake up easy and normal, but this time the cold of the outside had finally entered our house, leaving my feet cold and hard to walk out of bed from. My room was a complete mess. No joke. If I had a phone or camera to prove it, you would agree as well. I, myself, believe I’m gonna have to clean it up. When my Dad woke me up around 5:30 in the morning, I woke up straight away and tried to find myself some clothes. I decided to wear the same jacket from a couple of days ago. Probably something I wore last week. It’s the “Running” jacket and the same jeans I have been wearing for the past 3 days that can keep my legs warm. Once I went downstairs, I brushed my teeth and washed my face and then got all my stuff organized in my backpack (this time no Pop-Tarts to be placed in my backpack since I ran out). My Mom later on came downstairs and applied the acne creme and left the house with my Dad. While she left, I played a little bit on the computer. Minecraft FTW!

My Mom came back in the matter of 15 minutes and she gave me her hugs and kisses, then I left to the bus-stop. Surprisingly, Markel wasn’t already coming to the bus-stop and I was the only one there waiting. I tried to sit on the green power-box, but the cold surface froze my butt, so I decided to stand. Sarah came around and she was wearing a sort of dress with a sleeveless bra that looked like something a Hawaiian would wear with a transparent silk jacket on top of it. I thought she was crazy for wearing that. So much of her skin was exposed out in the cold, but yet she wasn’t affected. I talked to her about the upcoming Football game and then we both talked a little bit about where Markel was and in that moment we saw Markel exit his house and walk over to the bus-stop towards us. The bus came in what seemed to be no time. I got on the bus with much more confidence. Not really caring if I could find a seat because I was cool with most of the people in the back of the bus and nearly the main attention since I was the only one that talked on the bus when we drove back home. There were no empty seats, so instead I sat next to this Colombian dude, who I sat next to many times and we were cold. We talked for a brief minute about how cold it was outside and then I stayed quiet, trying to re-coop from the cold and take in the warm air-conditioning.

When we arrived at the school, Eric walked out of the bus with me at the same time, so I talked to him a little bit and asked about the last Basketball game (yesterday we had another long basketball game [not the “Epic Basketball Game”, that was two days ago]). He admitted he was sore and that was it. I pushed on through the crowd to catch up with Markel and asked him if he was feeling sore. Turns out both of them had turned out sore from the game. I had not felt the effects surprisingly. The breakfast isle was serving my favorite meal, only I did not have the taste buds or tolerance to eat a protein meal with a biscuit ontop. So I ate 3/4 of it and then finished my orange juice. When I entered the P.E. room, I sat next to Chris, it being Chris and I only. Keila came later, but Chris had not spoken a single word until Keila and I talked till Coach Pierce came and called roll. Coach Pierce called Chris’s name about 4 times, but Chris had zoned out or was not paying attention. I called Chris’s attention and Chris said “here”. One of the worst decisions he could make. Coach Pierce gave him the death stare. THE DEATH STARE. He told him exactly these words “I guess I’m gonna have to get a little closer with you” and I held back tears of laughter. Coach Pierce gets pissed off when someone doesn’t answer when he calls roll, but this was rape! D:

Once he called my name, I said “Here” and then went into the locker room and came out changed. I played my game with the same people I played with yesterday. I didn’t get to post about yesterday since on Wednesdays normally, I have family time with my family, which means no electronics. So sorry. All I can say is that my team won and I made amazing shots along with a nice trick-shot. Today I won again. I messed up a bit, you know. Since it’s 7 o’clock in the morning! But otherwise, I did pretty good. Making some nice 3 pointer shots that made the enemy team gawk for awhile. Finally, P.E. ended and we went back in the locker rooms and then came back out changed in proper, un-sweaty clothes.

Honors Language Arts was something I could catch up with. We did our Bellwork, no SSR Reading though. For the rest of the time, we watched the Adventures of Odysseus on film and took a paper where we took notes of the movie in empty blanks for a grade. So far I got most of the questions down, except for this one question that confused me and I didn’t pay attention to. The period was otherwise, chill. Nothing too much I couldn’t handle. Though we had a test on Part I of the Adventures of Odysseus, which is a story we’ve been focusing on for about a week and a half. With the study-guide she returned to us, I had it in the bag,

In Honors Biology, we had to do a lab that was related to the topic we were learning about, Enzymes. Some of it was sticking to me, but most of it was not making sense at all. I just winged it throughout the class and tried to get most of the lab work done. At the end of the class, I asked my teacher if I could get an Advisement pass for extra help on the class. I asked yesterday for one too, but did not get to post about it either. Sorry. 😦

In Accelerated Math, I was actually participating in answering questions and tried to keep a good mood as I was learning tips for acing the test tomorrow. Yeah. I know. Test on Honors Language Arts and a Vocabulary quiz in Honors Language Arts, along with a test in Math? Gosh, my Friday’s gonna be stressing. But I felt in control while I was participating, because when I didn’t understand the questions and how I could get to the answers I directly asked the teacher as she was teaching how that was that in the exampled equations like a confident person. More like I didn’t care what other people thought and I just wanted to get an A in her class. I feel particularly confident about the test. That’s a feeling I’ve never felt before. Literally.

Before going to guided study class before French I went to my Honors Biology teacher and her help explain to me the lab. As I was filling in information that recorded my presence for the extra help, I heard someone walk from behind and I assumed it was my Honors Biology teacher but apparently it was this really cute girl who I could assume was a Senior or Junior. I talked and asked her a sentence saying my teacher’s name as if the girl was the teacher and asked the question about the information. In that split second, I realized that it wasn’t the teacher and told her sorry and to not make it awkward I said “That was weird”, which made her laugh. Great, I made that cute Junior/Senior girl laugh. My Honors Biology teacher was an awesome teacher to have help me when it was just a one on one experience and she helped explain a lot of the work, but she was a kind of teacher that wanted me to figure it out on my own, which is not my style. Otherwise, the extra help really helped.

French wasn’t all that good. Casey had finally come back after awhile of not going to school. So I tried to catch up with him on a few things during our Guided Study. Then we went to Lunch and I ate my favorite lunch. Waffles with chicken breast and syrup along with a nice milk and an apple. Awesomeness! In French we had to work on a new lesson referring to genders still but how to say “my” or “your” in plural or singular in masculine or feminine format. We were also reminded our “Ma Famile” project was due tomorrow. Yes. Two quizzes in Honors Language Arts, 1 test in Accelerated Math, and a project in French. This Friday could not get any more packed. But for the most part the class continued on gradually and ended nicely for me. Once again, I felt like I was paying attention more in class and was in control of what was going on around me.

Digital Technology was another awesome class. I finished my stinkin’ Baby Catch Project, confident I got a 100% on it, and moved to the Diver Race game. My classmates on my side noticed me doing it and them being 2 assignments ahead of me, they said I was going to kill myself doing the Diver Race project since it took them 3 days to finish it. I finished the majority of that project in 1 day. Another funny thing about it in class was that a girl that usually talks too much in class walked by my row of tables and Alexis on my row of tables stretched his hand out on accident and smacked her in the boob. Her being obviously traumatized, she held the boob he smacked accidentally and walked past me. I don’t why or how, but I looked at her boob as she was clutching it and said “Is that a B size?”. I was saying it to myself, not asking her, but said it aloud. Apparently she was offended by the question even though she goes to a ghetto school anyway and felt the need to go ask the teacher if what I asked was a private question, grabbing everyone else’s attention. But me, being in control of the situation, put her drama to a rest and said seriously that she was overreacting and that I never asked her the question and that it’s not even a big question to ask in the first place. Most of the guys agreed. Of course the prissy white girls and the teacher did not, but I didn’t care. I was in CONTROL of my own situation and I owned it! At least that’s what I think.

When the bell rang, we all went to our buses and I went to my bus. #42 is my bus number. When I entered the bus, Sarah came on the bus with a group of stylish balloons hanging over her with a big bag of goodies. She showed me and it was 4 king-size bags of different tasty candies. I yelled out begging for some, which grabbed Eric and Markel’s attention. She didn’t share, but did share that it was her birthday. Everybody on the bus wished her a happy birthday. Then Eric, Markel, Sarah, and I talked as the 4 of us as best friends. Then, we took one of the balloons and sucked the helium one by one on the bus, making funny noises that we all died laughing to, but seemed to annoy a lot of people on the bus. It was hilarious anyway. We did this until we got to our neighborhood and then got dropped off and walked to our houses. I studied inside my house for the upcoming tests and still have to work on my project. Markel asked for me to come outside and we ended up playing an aggressive game of basketball for practice. My shins decided to hurt now all of the sudden, but I played. We were going up to 15 points and counted all shots as 1 point. The score was Markel 15 and me 14. I was so close to beating Markel, but I was so tired by then, I nearly gave up. We both tired each other out when we played Basketball. After the game we went home and I drunk 2 full cups of water and ate my dinner, making my stomach heavy. And that was pretty much it for the day.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

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Touchy Girls and an Epic Basketball Game!


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life! The song/video of today is a song called Demons by Imagine Dragons. A beautiful song to Imagine Dragon’s great role of making awesome music. Though, I find it interesting how the song only has 18 millions views compared to most of Miley Cyrus’s songs. JUST SAYING! Anyway, enjoy!

So today was very interesting. I woke up feeling very tired. Mostly because over the last weekend I stayed up till late 9 or early 10 o’clock at night, which now you guys are thinking “That’s not even late!”. Trust me, when you gotta be ready for a bus that comes around 6 o’clock in the morning around the Fall season (which not to mention is cold as balls) sleeping around 9 o’clock is a decent sleep schedule for proper brain function. Say otherwise and I call bullcrap. My Dad came into my room in the pitch black dark, telling me I needed to wake up and what time it was now, in which I turned to my watch activated the light button so I could see the time in the dark and then got up. I almost felt like falling back asleep. Today’s choice of clothes wasn’t really nice for me since I had worn a lot of my good clothes recently. I wore these really thick jeans that would protect me from the outside and then wore a T-shirt with a Hollister sweater ontop. I eventually realized, once I went downstairs to pack up all my school things, that the T-shirt underneath my sweater was showing on the neckline. It annoyed me to no end! I couldn’t stop it unless I cut the T-shirt neck line to a shorter size. I tried not to focus on it too much.

I left the house once my Mom came downstairs and made me brush my teeth and wash my face before she applied the acne creme and let me leave the house. Once I was done brushing my teeth and splashing cold water across my face, my Mom did as she promised and applied acne creme. Then I took 3 Pop-Tarts and left the house, giving my farewells to my Mom. Outside was nowhere as cold as yesterday. I guess because of the jeans I had on. I saw Sarah next door with her house door open getting ready to get out of the house. I walked down from my cul-de-sac and arrived at the bus-stop, coincidentally arriving at the bus-stop with Markel. Markel was wearing shorts and he confessed it was not even cold, so I guess it wasn’t the jeans! Sarah later came and then stood with us at the bus-stop, talking about her home-coming experience and a bunch of other things. Finally, when the bus came, which seemed to be in no time, we got on and just as I prayed for a seat to be open for me, there was a seat on the second row of the bus. Now that is proof that’s not just coincidence! Markel sat next to me and we both talked about random things. I began to sing “It’s Beginning to Look A Lot Like Christmas”, which stirred a great laughter from a lot of the people on the bus.

When the bus arrived, this time, since we were in the front of the bus we had to get up instead of get some extra time to sit down and wait to stand up and walk out, but then again we got to get into the school faster. Today, for breakfast, they had my favorite meal. Biscuits made to be opened in half in the middle of the sides of the bread and a nice chicken breast to place in the biscuit. The meal was so awesome and nutritious, plus it went well with the orange juice I put as a side. I arrived at P.E. and the same Christian group was at the front, this time they had already formed to start a prayer. They all looked at me as I entered the room, I tried to look away so I wouldn’t grab their attention. As I finally walked away from them and started walking downstairs to the lower gym, somebody tapped me from behind and turns out it was Chris. He said he was right behind me the whole time and asked about the group of people over there and how they looked strangely at him too. It was a funny conversation we had for a few minutes, then we arrived at the lower gym and talked to Keila, who was already sitting against the bleachers in our usual spot. We talked and talked until the bell rang and Coach Pierce came out and called roll. Apparently, Chris said his name one time Coach Pierce was calling roll and Coach Pierce didn’t hear him, marking him AWOL, which Chris said was soon going to give him a referral. It was funny how Chris was overreacting about it like a girl. When Coach Pierce called my name, I went into the locker rooms and got changed. Then went out of the locker rooms to enjoy P.E..

P.E. was okay. Not many shots were made by me, and of course, because of that everyone started nagging at me (for nicer words) for not making shots when they were NOT passing at all and expected me to get the rebound. Goddangit, I hate playing with freshman white boys. I made like 2 shots and a black guy made like no shots, yet they come at me. I was about done when they started to completely ignore me and not pass to me at all unless I would go in and pull a ball from some guy. I talked to one of the guys and told him I was pissed off that he was talking all this trash about my basketball coordination and then we got into an argument. I was the one arguing with more attitude, which seemed to shut him up and try to be nice to me. By that time, P.E. was over and we went back in and out of the locker rooms.

Honors Language Arts, the girl Nasir who owed me money, told me she was going to pay me $4 on Friday. I’m going to soon make a list of everyone that hasn’t paid me back and start charging interest for late payments. Jimmy said he had a $5 bill, but he didn’t want change of quarters (which still annoys me why people had coins for change), so I told him he could bring the $5 tomorrow and I could figure out a way to give him his change. We read more about the Odyssey and had finally finished the 1st part of the story. I’m pretty sure we were given another assignment to do tomorrow and work on, so I feel pretty confident about the class so far. We also have a test on the Odyssey on Thursday, if what I remembered was correct.

Honors Biology was depressing because of all the times in the world, when my Mom says that the teacher will bring up a “Pop Quiz” when I’ve never had a “Pop Quiz” in my public school life, my Biology teacher decides to create a Pop-Quiz off the notes we took yesterday. Of course, as stupid as I am, I didn’t study the notes cause I was too busy focusing on the Math quiz today. Ugh. School is a douchebag.

Accelerated Math was sort of confusing. The quiz we took was okay, but I knew I failed a couple of questions and am probably gonna get a B on the quiz, if not a high C. I’m angry because no matter what I do in this woman’s class, I can’t get to an A. It’s impossible. The quizzes are basically made for you to know every fricken scenario in Math, which is not my strategy. Grr!

French was okay. Lunch was particularly interesting. I came to my usual lunch table, but did not sit in the same spot because this kid who used to sit with us decides to sit with us now and apparently doesn’t even know me but doesn’t like me or want to socialize with me, so I automatically dislike him. I sat on the far left of the table and my sophomore friend, Taylor, told me to sit on her lap. Oooh. Okay! 😀 At first, it was kind of strange for me to do at first, but then I just sat normally, plopped on her lap. The weird part and kind of interesting part was the fact that she kept touching my stomach and chest. Genavive (if I spelled her name right), my ex girlfriend was right in front of this and was automatically uncomfortable. I was uncomfortable to be honest as well. I tried to flex my six-pack whenever Taylor would feel against my stomach. Corbin, an ex of Taylor’s also sat with us at the table. He tried to smile and not pay attention, but I felt so bad for him. Taylor and I were both killing our exes slowly. Near the end of lunch, the lunch man that comes by and throws away our trays saw me sitting next to Taylor and gave me the evil glare. He didn’t speak, but pointed his finger up and pulled out a chair and threw it next to me. Awkward. 😦 I sat next to Taylor still and laughed with the group about it. When I left to class from Lunch, Keila happened to walk by me and we walked hugged each other like we never saw each other. Thing is we’ve doing this for a long time, but every time we do it, the hugs get tighter. I don’t know. Probably just over-thinking it. IT’S A SIGN! 😀

Digital Technology was slowly becoming sensible and not much of a hassle. Though, most of the girls who were in my Digital Technology class were “all up on me”, sitting on my lap as well. I guess the girls are touchy this time of the year. I guess this all pays off for my absence from Homecoming. 😉 I took the bus back home, but realized on the way that I had a Science Olympiad meeting and forgot. DANGIT. I am so forgetful and stupid.

Eric on our bus started talking with us about the basketball tryouts and Markel and I said we were gonna tryout, which then lead to our conversation of when we challenged Eric to a basketball game. Markel and I beat him, but Eric claimed he wasn’t trying his hardest. So, Markel and I challenged him to a game of basketball. Now, I now it’s both Markel and I, and when we come together our plays are really good, but Eric is a Junior Varsity Football player and super buff and can really dribble the ball, so it’s almost a fair game. When the bus dropped us off on our bus-stops, Markel and I immediately came out of our houses and practiced on our basketball hoop for about 15 minutes and then went to Eric’s house to pull him outside. All three of us warmed up with some shots for about 10 more minutes and then started our game. We went to 40 points (counting by ones) and we counted wins to each others teams by who got to each 10 of 40. Like who got to 10, 20, 30, or 40. Turns out, after so much sweat and dry laughs, Markel and I got tied with Eric on the 40 point part. I figured out Eric’s strategy and figured out how to pull the ball out of his hands and when his weaknesses were exposed. So, in order to even out of the odds, we had another game by trying to get to 5. Eric did amazing and beat us by 2 points. So, therefore, Eric won. It was an amazing game and wish I could give more details, but it’s 9:01 PM at night and I’m super tired. So, there you go. That was pretty much it for the day. I just continued studying and listening to music throughout the day till this moment right here where I’m posting to you guys.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP