“Scratch” Is Such a Pain in the A*s


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. This post is going to be quite interesting, taking in mind that I am basically pissed off with a few things and have taken the liberty into actually plugging in a curse word in the title. It’s PG guys, since I censored it. So, calm down. I also am aware that I haven’t posted to you guys in a long while, I planned to post to you guys everyday since the last post, but school and video games distracted me, therefore postponing your posts. I’ll try to work on posting everyday for a whole week and get into the jist of it. I’ll try to put it in my reminder book. Anyway, the song/video of today is a song called “What Does The Fox Say?” from someone I don’t care about. The only reason I have decided to show this song/video to you guys is because I want an opinion from you guys. What do you think of the song. I bet if Michael reads this he’ll say he loves the song since he’s such a band-wagoner. 😀 Just kidding. Love you Michael! But anyway, leave your opinions if you feel like it!

So, the few days have been pretty eventful to say the least. It’s kind of disappointing that I can’t retell to you guys what happened over this school week (I could, just don’t have the time to). But oh well, I’ll make due with what I have. I woke up around 5:30, just like any other school day, and got dressed up in something nice. Recently, I began wearing jeans with some sweaters or dark outfits to kind of impose as a serious type of guy when I go to school. I wore some nice jeans that were tight on me and kind of showed the length of my legs in a very lean way. Then I wore a Gothic sweater with lots of cool gangster style texts, which also made my shoulders seem more broad and thicker. I liked the style of clothes I was wearing. I brought a Basketball T-shirt and some white gym shorts with me for P.E. and stashed it in my backpack. Once I gathered most of my school supplies and clothes, I watched some Youtube videos to let the time pass by and to see if any of my favorite Youtubers had any new videos updated. I also listened to some Eminem and his new songs “Rap God” and “Survival”. Gosh they are my favorite songs!

Once the time reached 6 o’clock, my Mom woke up and told me to go brush my teeth and wash my face (my normal procedure before I put on my acne creme). Once that was finished she rubbed some acne creme on me and then let the rest of the creme dry into my skin. The treatment really did improve my skin. My forehead felt nearly flawless, which became a temptation for me to touch my forehead on a consistent basis. When the creme dried up, my Dad came downstairs and got his lunch sandwich from my Mom that she usually makes for him when he goes to work and then left the house. My Mom had me sit down on the couch and prayed for me for my day. I really appreciated the fact that she prayed and I really have no problem praying. I actually prefer praying (more by myself), but I guess in the morning it kind of bugs me and I give my Mom a hard time. When she finished her praying, I gave my Mom a hug and a kiss on the cheek, then made my way out of the house. It was 6:26, 5 minutes before the bus would arrive. Markel met up with me, coincidentally, down the street to our bus-stop and eventually Sarah followed me from behind and all 3 of us gathered around and talked. The girl (who I don’t have a name of) who also gets off and on the bus on our bus-stop came outside and stood awkwardly a distance from us. I feel like we’re kind of neglecting her, and I want to be friendly to her, I just don’t know if Markel or Sarah will accept her. Actually, now that I think about it, I don’t care.

Once the bus came, we got on and I found a seat next to an Asian man who was sleeping, but seemed disturbed and angry simultaneously when I sat next to him. Thankfully, he said nothing to grab anyone’s attention on the quiet bus. Sarah sat right behind me by a row of seats. Markel sat side by side with me on another row of seats on my right. The bus-drive drove us to the school and then we arrived I was glad to be out of the bus. I hate how quiet the bus gets, because everyone is so quiet and if you make a single noise someone will you give you the pissed off look. Ugh. Just dislike it so much. When I got off the bus, Markel waited for me and walked inside the school and also met up with Erick (a good friend of mine). who eventually left us when we were on the way to the line to the breakfast isle. They gave out pancakes, which was pretty awesome and I took an orange juice for a siding. After we departed ways to our classrooms, I went to Gym (my first period, P.E.) and waited with Chris for the period to start. Keila (a good girl who is a friend of mine) came to sit with us like usual and we talked of random things throughout the whole time until Tiffany and Keila’s blond friend came around like they usually do and talk to her, distracting her from us. I don’t find it to be a problem, it just sort of annoys me when I think about it. Coach Pierce (our P.E. teacher) called roll on us (checked attendance on us) and then we went inside the locker rooms to change up and come out to play some basketball.

I made a lot of nice shots that proved to impress Jaylen (a fat dark-skinned boy in our P.E. class), Daniel (another dark-skinned boy in P.E.), and Terrence (also another dark-skinned boy in my P.E. class). Eventually, I saw my friend Anila shooting basketball shots by herself in the corner of the court (we have 6 basketball hoops that hang off a large rope and metal rod from the ceiling). I went up to her and tried to cheer her up by acting like my stupid self in Biology. She was entertained and eventually her friend came back. Danielle and Selena (a pair of my friends from last year in Creekland) came also to me and we shot some basketballs until the period ended and we had to get changed up again. I decided to take off my Gothic sweater since I was so sweaty and wear a basic dragon T-shirt to my next period.

Honors Language Arts was pretty easy today. Not too much work. We just had to do our Bellwork, SSR reading, Vocab sheet filling, and then continue reading the Odyssey. We had no homework for the class and we got some of our grades back. I got 100% for all the papers that were given to me. One of the papers was a classwork noting paper and another was a vocab test we took. I didn’t feel too special about it, since I usually make 100% on those type of stuff. I had to continue to make 100% grades in class in order to get an A.

Honors Biology was one of the easiest classes of the day. We just had to finish our Procedure and Conclusion information off the chemical lab we did yesterday. I mixed up a bunch of samples of Iodine with supposed human “digested water” and see what responses I received. She gave us some more tips to getting some better grades and what to do over the weekend and that was the jist of today.

Math was one of the hardest classes today. Recently, we just started a new unit where we were solving graphs by using y=ab to the power of x (can’t add x as an exponent on this keyboard). That part of the subject was easy so far, but now we’re learning about translations, dilations, shifts and then horizontal and verticals compressions and stretches. It’s just a hot mess. She gave us 2 packets of homework, which is like, really? I have a life outside of school. I also got to sell a poptart in Math class to a guy in both my 2nd, 3rd, and 4th periods. I know I didn’t tell you guys about it before, but my Mom bought two boxes of poptarts (limited edition) and wanted me to sell them and make profit. According to my calculated sales, I would be making $8 profit by just selling a whole box of poptarts including the $4 I have to pay to get a box. So it’s a nice and good profit to make. I also sold a poptart to my friend Nasir in Honors Language Arts. Forgot to mention that. 😛

French was a pretty stressful subject today because turns out we had to do homework from two days (which I did, but threw away since she didn’t find it a relevant and important piece till now) allover again. Then we almost were all given silent work because Manny in my class kept talking and distracting most of us.

Digital Technology was probably one of the most stressful and hard classes today. I’m 2 games behind. I’m supposed to create a cool “Diver Race” game in Scratch mode and editing with some cool features but apparently I have to finish my Baby Catch project because Baby Catch is just being plain stupid and glitchy. Scratch is just getting so much on my nerves. I could easily explain to you guys what in Scratch is stressing me but you probably wouldn’t understand, so let’s just leave it at “Scratch” is such a pain in the a*s. Now I’m forced to go home and download Scratch and try to fix the problem and glitch. Gosh, my life is just beautiful ain’t it? I got to leave to the bus today and it was kind of awkward because Sarah is in the class next to me and she was a hugging Alexis from my class. It’s not that I like her, I just don’t know if I should say “hi” or walk away awkwardly cause she gives me that nasty look every time she’s around her friends, so I just decided to walk away and go to the bus.

Throughout the bus drive some of the seniors in the back were talking, while I just relaxed on my occupied seat. When we arrived to our neighborhood, Markel and I talked to our new friend Eric (I believe that’s how you spell it). He’s, I believe, our third friend we’ve had called “Eric” in general. When it came to my bus-stop, Sarah and I got off while Markel dropped off to another bus-stop since that’s the one closest to his house. Sarah seemed really upset, so I just walked to my house and then greeted my Mom. I sat down at the computer and listened to a lot of music to entertain myself. Then I went outside to warm up on my some basketball skills for the upcoming basketball tryouts for Collins Hill. Sarah came out and wanted me to get Joanna from my house (Joanna was inside because she was talking to Patricia [my sister]). Then she talked to me like a normal person. Weird. Later on in the day she explained that she was just upset with a friend and now she was fine. We both got Markel out and started hanging out, shooting some basketball hoops and then went inside around 7:00 o’clock in the evening. And that was pretty much it from the day!

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

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!

I Nearly Get A Citation?! (Punishment)


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post. Of course, hello to the new people from allover the world. It always seems somebody from out of America is reading my blog or somebody IN America is reading it, so, hello! Hopefully you won’t have pedophile  tendencies for a 13 year old like me. Hehe. xD Anyway, here’s the video of the day! Enjoy!

It’s not really a song, well, it is, but it’s a parody rap sort of from ERB. I love them so much! 😀

So let’s start about the day! I slept graciously throughout the night up until my Mom woke me up and I had to get ready for school. When all my things and clothes were set up, my sister, Patricia, my Mom, and I waited for the bus. Usually the bus arrived at 8:40 AM, but this time it decided to be a little late and come around 8:50 AM. My Mom and I were a bit worried we missed the bus and that my Mom might have to drive us to school again, but luckily the bus arrived on time and when I went to my bus stop I talked with Erick and we both agreed that we thought we missed the bus. When finally we got on the bus, nothing exciting really occurred at that point. There WAS a lot of commotion and I seemed to be energized, but otherwise, not too much happened. I talked with Brian a lot and told Erick on the bus a fake story about how Brian and I sent an prank e-mail message to our Georgia Studies teacher. Of course it was a joke and not serious, but it was funny to think about happening.

I walked with Marquel to the “C” wing where finally Brian caught up with me and I picked myself an orange juice and a fruity tooties cup. It was all they had, at the moment, and plus I was really hungry. It seems like something good to eat, but trust me, the fruity tooties are stale. But on a worse note, when we began Georgia Studies class when homeroom was over we took a quiz. It was a 10 question quiz but technically, at the same time, a 9 question quiz because the 10th question was a question we did not go over and counted as a bonus point for those who wanted to try it out. Of course I did, because bonus points were always good, no matter what! When I finished I felt nervous. I was nervous for this one question and was hoping that I got a 100% on the quiz. That would have been really nice.

Language Arts was pretty interesting, actually. We had to a bellringer for class about a life-event diagram we did for classwork. Then we got our grades from the Poetry Quiz test and the Poem Homework test. Astonishingly, I got an 84% and a 100% on the homework. I was actually negatively astonished by the fact that I got an 84% because that was NOT acceptable in my family’s terms. 90% or above. What then finally reassured me was when the Language Arts teacher announced that I had the highest grade in the class. I guess that could count as an excuse for my Mom. Afterwards, for the last assignment in class, we did a classwork project involving a long piece of paper where we involve significant events that occurred in our lives from birth to our current age right now. I finished about 3/4 of the project within that allotted amount of time and then finished up the class.

Math was pretty easy too. The elimination method that we were learning in Math came pretty easy to mind, then, eventually, Andrew on my side, started talking about funny things which easily subsided me from focus. Luckily, then, it was only Notes we were taking in class and plus we got to go to lunch. I decided to sit with Andrew and his friend this time along with the ghetto/urban popular girls. I never really mentioned in my previous posts that when I sit with Andrew and his friend that I sit with those types of girls. I don’t really have a problem with any of those girls, it’s just that sometimes they annoy me. The lunch was nice otherwise. When the class got back from lunch our Math teacher announced that we were going to forget about the notes and forget about finishing it at this point and do our homework. This time, our Math teacher decided to take it up for today instead of having it wait for tomorrow. I wanted to prove to her that I could do this fast and easy, which was true, but lately I haven’t needed to do that. But I tried with my greatest effort. It became even more difficult because Shirlign, a girl I mentioned in my previous posts, turned to me and asked for help on her Math homework. It was easy explaining to her about what to do because all I needed to do was remind her, but she easily forgot. Somehow I managed to finish the whole homework while helping Shirlign with a few problems. Eventually, as well, Shirlign started telling us about this weird boy she had in her new “Health” connection and how he acted like a 5 year old in a fantasy world. Andrew and I laughed our butts off until they flew out the classroom. Lol.

Science, instead today, was crazy. We had a substitute teacher who immediately showed a lot of confidence in her work and whenever someone spoke in the class she gave them immediate citations. She announced all the work that we were supposed to do:

1. Do all vocabulary words on Chapter 8 (which consisted of 20 pages) including diagrams explaining the vocabulary words.

2. Answer reading check questions throughout the chapter (which ALSO consisted of 20 pages to study over)

3. Take a small review of the chapter.

All of this was to be done within the class time or else a referral or citation was going to be given to those who did not do their classwork. I could not believe this. All this work? When the substitute teacher–which she finally announced her name (Mrs. Dunkers)–asked if there were any questions, I answered back saying “I’m confused.”  She replied saying “With which part?” I replied, confused. “EVERYTHING!” Apparently I was somewhat rude to her and she decided to put me on the citation list. WTF? Like serious. I was answering your question. It was even more frustrating when people who were talking in the class time got about 3+ chance warnings and I got a citation off the bat. When I FINALLY finished the classwork and turned it in I asked if I could not have a citation on my list. She answered “Let’s see how you do when you leave.” At that point I decided not to do or say anything, except work. We had to do a major section review for the homework and I worked over 1 problem to only have the class bell rang. I’m guessing I don’t have a citation now.

Connections were barely any interesting. In P.E. we did not have to dress out in our Gym clothes, rather we went outside to the second story of the school building and went into the fitness lab to watch a fitness video. Drama wasn’t all that entertaining or exciting either. He just showed us a lot of information of kings and queens in during the time leading up to Shakespeare, which was the person we are going to initially study. Finally when class was over and I was to move to buses after the bus call, I went to the bus and went home. Unfortunately, I accidentally got seated with Erick and he happened to be mad, which resulted in a lot of him smacking my head and punching me. It did come to near point of bullying and abuse but it was all in simple fun and plus we smiled afterwards. Though he does need to know his limits and I have to eventually show to him that I’m not a wimp. Suggestions in the comments would be awesome. 🙂

The ride to home was not very eventful, honestly. Except that Bryan made a funny joke on the bus when defending me from Erick when he said that I was going to work at McDonalds my whole life. Bryan said: “This is you in the future: Plastic or Paper?”. The whole bus died laughing.

When I came home, I immediately when to Bryan’s house and started working the Science homework with him, then I came home. Then I did Bible time after I played the iPad and now I’m writing up to this point. Oh yeah, I don’t really mention this, but I am currently writing my book and today I finished chapter 2. So yeah, I’ll try to mention that. 🙂

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

Science Project is Successful!


Hey guys! Andrew here. Bringing you a new post about my daily life! New here? Well, probably not, but if so, feel free to grab anything and relax for a little bit. This post about today is going to be quite a long one. Video/song of the day is now below! This song is Clique from Kanye West featuring Big Sean and Jay-Z (Explicit Version). It does have a lot of cuss words on the original, so I have decided to find a cleaner version, but still let you enjoy it, because it has a good rhythm. So enjoy!

Now to my day. I’ll just skip to the part where I’m actually off the bus, because apparently the bus was abnormally quite and silent during the way to school. As I walked toward the entrance doors for the 8th graders I met my friend Samantha on the way. A nice girl. I haven’t really mentioned her much, even though we can easily identify each other off the spot. But anyway, as we met up I was holding my Science project –I created from yesterday– in my hand because I had to bring it to school. It wasn’t the easiest to accomplish. Holding a backpack, a jacket, and a project (while trying not to mess with it) was a difficult task. Samantha noticed my struggle and immediately questioned what was in my hand. I told her it was my egg drop project. She nodded and then we talked on the way to the “C” wing. Finally when we approached the breakfast isle of the “C” wing hall, I saw a huge crowd and Samantha apparently decided to just go to homeroom instead of picking up a breakfast. I could have done the same thing because I had already eaten breakfast at home, but I was a little more eager to eat something before school. Unfortunately, a lady at the line who monitored the line very carefully, made sure the line did not overflow and told me that I would have to wait for the line to decrease in number, therefore I just decided to pick up my textbooks in homeroom and drop off my stuff while I could. I did so, opening my locker in one piece and picking up my Georgia Studies and Math textbook, and dropped my stuff on my desk. After that, I left homeroom and went to go pick up my breakfast. The line was unusually long again, but short enough for me to get in line. It took about 2 minutes for my turn to come up. I decided to just pick an orange juice carton and some apple slices. HEALTHY!

Once I returned to homeroom, class eventually started rather boringly. Mrs. Flowers continued to be bossy and irritating around us. Giving us more assignments and calling out people who were talking who should not be talking where in reality she was talking more than anyone else in the class. Not to say anything mean against her, but seriously. Turns out, near the end of Georgia Studies class (which was not really learning or reviewing through anything, besides vocabulary words) it turns out we had to write ALL of our vocabulary words on our own note-cards or a customary notepad, where she told us specifically last time to write it in our composition book. Mesmerizing what teachers can do. I also got moved from my seat next to Hayden because I was talking to Cole, who moved from his previous seat because he was behaving and Connor was being rude and was placed in Cole’s previous seat next to Mrs. Flowers’ desk. Unfortunately, from the cause of me talking to Cole, I sent Cole back to previous seat, but instead even closer to Mrs. Flowers’ desk and was put to sit next to Bryce. A very smart boy who spoke in a lower voice than me. This transition did not phase me at all. It was about time I started talking to an intellectual being like me. Plus he was very nice and understanding from my first impression of him. I talked to him, apparently, too much where Mrs. Flowers’ came to brink of getting pissed off of how I could move from place to place and still talk to people and threatened to call my parents. I stopped at that point.

Language Arts was a bit different as well. I forgot to bring my Workbook designed specifically for Language Arts so I got moved away from next to Savannah, which was almost a crazy thought to me at the moment because I had always sat next to Savannah and was nice and quiet. Our language Arts teacher, Mrs. Harris, seemed to be ticked off with something because she assigned A LOT of people in new seats and when they refused rudely she began to roar ferociously at her students. Surprising. We went over, in class, a poem from a poet I was actually quite familiar with in my k12 experience. Robert Frost. I actually remember writing his whole biography on the lesson about him on paper. So I was quite happy on the hearing of his name and that I was able to identify his name like that where other students were confused and looked around, bored of the sight of another poem. The poem was about a snowy night. I’m not quite sure what the title was, forgive me for that. But it was the poem about snow and in the middle of the night. We discussed over it and I had to identify 3 poetic devices used in the poem and then write a 3 sentence paragraph describing my interpretation of the poem. Simple. I actually finished quite quickly. Ha, I used alliteration right there. Lol.

Then I moved onto working on my Music Poetry Project where I picked the song “Fix You” for my song selection. A lot of people asked what song I picked and were confused and completely clueless about the song. I was actually really surprised. That was a good song and most people I knew knew about it. Preposterous. But, I can’t make everybody enjoy my taste in music, no matter how good it is . . . Anyway, I did a 3 paragraph long mini essay about what the lyrics on the song meant (from what I remember because I did not have the lyrics with me) and then I printed the lyrics online through the computer onto the printer that was in the classroom. I then almost got into a fight with Rob because she scooped my chin and then I scooped him back, instead on his nose and in the face, shoving him backwards. We were smiling during the time, but it could have easily turned into a fight if the teacher wasn’t present and plus Rob was in wrestling, so I tried to slow down a bit. I let him scoop me back, trying not to start anything further and got judged by Brianna. Who I forgot to mention to you all was in my class, though I try not to.

Math was easy. We went over substitution from last week. I don’t remember exactly writing or posting about it, but we did it about 2 weeks back. It was all fairly simple. We then, after finishing our notes for the day, went to Lunch. Lunch was pretty interesting because today I decided to sit with more of the macho man group of the class. There were the nerds/white boy only group (which I loved to spend time with), there were the girls, and then there were the macho men. I enjoyed my time over there because I knew most of the people on the table and had plenty of fun. I drank Chocolate milk, ate broccoli, and had pizza. REALLY UNHEALTHY.  Afterwards, when I did my usual path walk in the cafeteria with our class and walked with Vanessa, I talked to Vanessa and she tried to avoid me, but in a joking manner, because I did not sit with the girls and her at the table. I explained once again I wanted to mix it up. Then at that point, we were at her boyfriend and they did their thing of kissing and all sorts. I just continued walking and did not want to make it awkward and have eyes on the other tables spy me as I stood awkwardly there. Vanessa eventually caught up with me when she finished her thing and we talked. Danielle, as well, started talking to me to, she brought up the same topic from yesterday. This time she was nearly obsessing over the guy and was pleading for advice. Then she went to her friend and Vanessa and I went forward quickly. Surprisingly, when it was just us from our Math class and another class a teacher called her out and stopped her. She asked for her name and her homeroom and Vanessa was quite shocked. What did she do? I thought and probably she thought as well. The teacher said she needed to take her for right now and Ivy, a girl who I met usually when I came early to school, coincidentally was next to the situation and immediately walked to my side and asked what happened. I told her everything she saw and was surprised myself, then she randomly told me about her fetish for corn dogs, which was confusing for me because I did not know if I should be turned on by that or if I should ignore. Anyway, I was still confused.

Math near the end, where we did our homework got a little weird and stuffy. When we had to pull out our Math textbooks, suddenly our Math teacher got on a huge rage about Math textbooks not being brought in normally and now that she was going to check everybody if they had a textbook and if not they were going to receive a citation. Surprisingly about more than 4 people got citations. Wow. Mesmerizing what teachers can do. Most of the people who did not have their textbooks had to partner up with someone who had a textbook and then have their homework done. Most of those were girls and one of them was Lauren, a very semi-popular girl. Everyone knew her. Though recently she had been acting weird around me, like I had just fallen into a sewer or if I had just come from the dump. It was even more awkward when she came to sit down next to my desk. When I offered her a chair next to me to sit in my words sort of stuttered like: “H-h-here’s a chair-r-r-r.” It was weird. I tried to be as helpful as possible and tilt my book to her angle of side so she could read. Then, surprisingly, a girl who sat in front of me came to my desk as well and said she wanted to work with my book too. Eventually, another girl, who was named Shirling (pronounced Shirleen), came to my desk and asked for help on the Math. I had 3 girls on my table. It was awesome, yet un-explainable to its awkwardness. Eventually Lauren returned to her seat when she finished her homework, but the other girls stayed and talked to me. Exchanging jokes with me and I eventually helped Shirling with her work and helped her in guiding through it. It was awesome. Andrew on my side, who was actually very quiet, stared in shock and I nodded like a boss. Lol.

The day proceeded well afterwards. My science project was now about to be of use because next period was Science. Others who brought their projects such as Dianna and a lot of others had amazing egg drop projects. When I walked into the room, Mr. Dyches, at the front door, gazed at my project, gawking. He thought it was well done. I sat next to Brian for the whole time until we were escorted out to the stairwell. There was a whole sheet covered down the floor and a line for people to drop their egg drop projects. We had to pick up an egg from the egg cartons provided on tables and then had to have our egg drop projects weighed. Brian and I’s project was about 75 grams. After a lot of drops and people who dropped it, it was our turn. Brian had convinced me to let him drop our project because he had not done as much as I did and wanted to feel like he contributed. I was anxious. I told him how to use it and how to prepare it for drop. When the time came and it dropped at the floor it toppled. Oo’s and silent noises ruptured the whole room. Mr. Hill, another Science teacher neighboring Mr. Dyches’s class, examined the projects and went in to see if the egg was cracked. Our egg wasn’t cracked. HALLELUJAH! I went running across the hall screaming in excitement, others were looking at me like “Really?” and “What the?”, so I stopped and acted normal. I sat on the stairwell, waiting as other egg drop projects were dropped and then finally we went back to class. Mr. Dyches said that the person who was going to win the project was going to be very difficult to judge because the lightest egg drop project, which was Tia’s, was 4.5 grams, but way too simple. Dianna’s, on the other hand, was neatly constructed and looked like it took several hours to built. Brian and I, though, had an item on the project that actually involved air resistance and had an object no other project had: a wind turbine. He congratulated on those specific people and said, once again, that it was going to be hard to judge.

Then afterwards we went to our homeroom and then connections. P.E. was kind of boring. Nothing uneventful despite going outside for basketball. Health was nothing much as well. It was just a notebook check over what we were supposed to have in our Health folders during the course of 9 weeks. Then we left to our buses as I gave Lucy a hug and Caitlin and Emily a pat on the shoulder. The bus was very entertaining though. Jordan, a guy, was arguing with a 7th grader called Matt and owned him with some kind of shopping at Ross joke which made the whole bus go into a lot of “Oh!”s. Otherwise, pretty entertaining. I went home after the bus dropped us off and told my day to my parents. Then I did homework, did Bible Time with my parents, and had actually experienced a brutal bi-polar weather. One moment, their was rain pouring down so hard that the windows were being banged, next minute, it was shining nicely outside. Another moment there was a brutal wind that knocked a chair on our patio off its hilt and then suddenly everything was calm. Ah, Georgia’s weather. Now everything has led up to this point!

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Apologies for the long post. It was a rather nice day today, so I felt like including a lot of aspects of it. So anyway, bye!

-ACP

I Have Feelings For Someone (Already?)


Hey guys! Andrew here! I’m a little more motivated to post right now, but I’ll try to keep it short like the last post and not so long, so yeah! Song/video of the day is down below! The song is “Daylight” by Maroon 5. Catchy song. Really. I hate how catchy it is. Once I’ve heard it it’s in my head and I keep chanting or humming it. So enjoy and hopefully you have now understood why it’s so catchy.

Okay now to the day. It was awesome. Yesterday, as I talked about in the last post, King came over for Matthew’s birthday party. We wanted Savino to come over as well, but unfortunately he had other plans. So, it was just King sleeping over. Already from yesterday to today we had a memorable sleepover. We always do. I don’t know why, but whenever I sleepover or hang out with my true old neighborhood friends I always have memorable moments. Like last night, just after I wrote my last post we were sent to bed after a brief time and got our beds and sheets ready to sleep downstairs in the basement. My Mom, of course, was nervous and anxious about us freezing downstairs. Fortunately I am cold-blooded –as I like to refer to myself– and filled with Russian blood so I don’t feel the cold as easily. While, instead, my Mom over exaggerates the cold like she’s describing it in a poem with lots of hyperbole. I was reluctantly convinced to wear a T-shirt and a sweater on top with long pants. Eventually into the night I was so hot that I could not sleep and I took off most of my clothes and just left a T-shirt and some boxers. If it were my way, I would just have boxers. No joke. I can’t sleep with heat, even if I’m really cold and I’m trying to warm up.

Into the night, 2 hours later, around 11:30 PM at night, I woke King up from his slumber, right after I went onto my sister’s iPod that we had downstairs in the basement and changed the time to 6:00 AM in the morning, and told King to wake up because it was nearly morning time. It was convincing as well. The clouds and sky were somewhat shading as if the sun were rising, so King seriously thought it was 6:00 AM, but he was also suspicious because he said it felt like a few hours. He then checked on his own iPod and saw it was around 11:30 PM at night and immediately raged. Afterwards, we went to bed and slept through the night. Not together, of course, that would be gay.

The next day, which was Sunday, was awesome. King and I woke up, in reality, early. More like around 7:00-8:00 AM in the morning. My Mom eventually woke up, hearing our footsteps walking downstairs in the living room –as they were in their bedrooms on the next floor– and came downstairs. Suddenly, I felt the need to really play video games with King and also I did not get the opportunity to play Zombies on Black Ops II because I was too busy playing Multiplayer yesterday and owning. Surprisingly my Mom allowed and we had loads of fun. Within 1 hour and a half of playing time King and I played Multiplayer with bots to practice a little bit and got loads of kills. Then we transitioned to Zombies, in which I purposely meant to click the map “Tranzit” but accidentally picked Bus Depot which had NO perks and upgrades whatsoever except Mystery Box and guns on the walls. If you haven’t played Zombies you probably don’t know what I’m talking about. Surprisingly, as well, the both of us reached to round 16. I thought we were going to hit round 10 at the most. We could have even gone farther if I had not messed up, but eh. I’m still happy with my result. After, then,  we played ACTUAL online multiplayer which was a pain in the butt when you were completely unknown to the spawn and where you have people, that actually have played the game, outmatch you. Though I did have a lot of beasting moments. 🙂

Then, when our timer was done, we had pancakes for breakfast. At this point, everybody was awake. I finished 3 pancakes stacked on top of each other and a milk cup and was still hungry. I got 1 more pancake with syrup after I drank another full milk cup and still felt hungry, but I was near satisfied. Matthew then had his turn to play and let King and I play with him because my Mom had left upstairs with my Dad and talked the both of each other together. Everything seemed to be awesome at this point. Eventually, when Matthew’s time was done, King and I went downstairs and I went on the computer for a little bit to check on my blog and stuff like that. Then eventually I went downstairs and figured that my sister, Patricia, and Matthew and King were playing Nerf downstairs. I decided to join in and at first sucked. I tried to rush in and immediately got hit 3 times and lost myself. Though, what then became epic was that we added a speaker downstairs, connecting King’s computer with it, and played dubstep music to get us pumped. Then I picked up the assault nerf gun I got from last Christmas and went ham mode. I was very smart with my ammo. I put 3 nerf bullets in my assault gun and 3 nerf bullets in the previous gun I was using last game, encase for emergency, so I would be able to use both of those guns to take out Matthew and King (I had to shoot each of them 3 times for one of them to get out) –who were on the same team– and win. I won several times and King even laughed, laughing at his constant failure of being outmatched by my skill of weaponry. No joke. I’m very experienced with gun types of games like Paintball, Call of Duty, Nerf, and ESPECIALLY Airsoft.

Afterwards, we took a break and decided to let loose and take in some helium. Outcome: funny voices. We had so much fun for the first 10 minutes we weren’t able to breath. Then when that was done we took a break doing nothing, and then I decided to watch PenguinZ0, which I failed to do yesterday, but now I love him so much. No homo. HE IS SERIOUSLY FUNNY, NO JOKE! King also began to laugh so hard that he got the coughs and was afraid he was going to get sick like yesterday. So, instead, my sister, Patricia, and I continued laughing our butts off and letting them run away to wherever. Lol. Later on, we were faced with nothing to do except relax. King played a little bit of Mario Kart until the day eventually led onto where King left. It was kind of sad. I had so much fun with him. It sucks having so much fun and then having it leave. Anyway, so, once the day progressed up to the point that we were about to go to church, we left to church. Church was great. I felt like I was part of the group. I enjoyed it. I also got pizza. I mostly enjoyed it because I liked hanging out with the girls. Reason why: cause I’m a guy and plus I love talking to girls.

Though, something has come to my attention. There is this girl at church. I shall not reveal her name, because I do not want to mention it without her consideration or approval. But anyway. She’s a girl. My age. Russian, actually, by her ability to speak it fluently and her parents are Russian. She is very pretty. We enjoy talking to each other like friends. She laughs at my jokes and thinks I’m funny. Though she has her own sense of control and humor and does not just DEPEND. She has her own independence and opinion. Plus, she has grown her parts very nicely. Lol. I don’t want to go about that too explicitly, but that’s a plus! Another thing, whenever we sit next to each other during service and worship, she likes for me to have my knee under her knee as we are sitting on the floor and to support her up. Though, I don’t really find that normal. I mean, I act as it is casual and not such a big deal, but I feel like.. her being is being flowing through me. It’s like holding hands with a girl you like, you feel her. You know? Haha, this is going to sound like a love story. Lol. She is surprisingly a brunette. And I prefer blondes! But I really like her. Though I feel conflicted. I even feel conflicted to this moment to write about it. Especially since people read my blog! What if Jessica reads? I don’t want her to feel bad or be angry at me. Plus I don’t want to jump into another relationship. Plus, we’ve only known each other for about almost a month. But I can’t help it. What should I do?

I talked to my Mom about this as I was doing homework. She told me that it was all good that she was Russian and plus she was Christian. She also told me that I, of course, should not go out with her or in other terms, ask her to be my girlfriend, because I’m too young. Plus I could learn from my mistake with Jessica. Instead of actually being girlfriend and boyfriend with Jessica and then figuring out REALLY who we are and having to break up, we could have just been friends. My Mom said, if we are still interested in each other and know more and are convinced we could go out. She also told me this, which was important, that I should tell her how I feel but that I should put restrictions. I don’t know. I feel nervous? What do you think I should do? Leave it in the comments!

Anyway, so all events have led up to here. It’s a pretty long post. I did not mean for it to be like this, but it happened. What can you do about it? Eh. Probably not write as much. xD Besides, enjoy your time wherever you are! I must be off to bed! Bye!

-ACP

A Positive Start to the Week!


Hey guys. Andrew here! Bringing you a post like I’d promise I do. But before I begin about my day, I have to give a quick shout-out to Paige! Apparently she read one of my posts and is now a bit angry at me and has asked me not to mention her. The only logical thing to do at this point is shout her out and give her more attention. Your welcome! All will be explained later in the post. But anyway, here’s a song I’ve been recently listening to:

Enjoy and let’s start the post! (I have music playing the background right now)

Okay, so the day started out as it usually has. I wake up and get dressed. Only that I woke up with a churning feeling in my stomach. Reason why: I was to be at a conference today, but I did not know what time to be there and WHERE to be in the first place. I had been meditating on the idea for awhile, which resulted in a lot of painful, unnecessary stress. Now, though, I can’t avoid it. I’ll have to face it. I told my Mom and Dad about it. Later on the in the morning, once Matthew and Anabelle had already left to their buses, my Dad turned out to have written a parent note on paper for me to give my homeroom teacher directly. I decided to go with the flow with it and try not to over-stress about it. Once I had my clothes on, I sat in the living room with another idea to stress about: I was nervous about going to school. Last week was horrid. Everybody seemed to be against me. Just a few of my friends seemed normal to me. Otherwise it was horrible. A boy named Connor, Brian’s friend, was making fun of me, and sort of bullying me. God, now I hope Paige does not read this because she’ll spill my feelings. 😛

So yeah. I hoped for a good day today, but I still felt nervous. Just before the bus had entered in our neighborhood, I told  my Mom about how I was feeling. She reassured me with the same statement I had previously stated the first time I went to school. I promised I was going to so called “be normal and do my best”, which was true. Still unconvinced, I asked my Mom to pray for me. Then I left to the bus. As I was waiting for the bus, I met up with Erick, my sister, and another girl. Now at this point I was thinking “I don’t want to go to school!”. Unfortunately that was unavoidable and inevitable that I was to enter the bus, unless I wanted to make a big fool of myself and just run home crying like the sissy I was. No. I’ll just go. So I went on the bus. Thankfully, nobody was sitting in my seat. I sat in my seat, thankful. I decided to talk with Marquel (I think that’s how you spell it) next to me and eventually, during the conversation, I asked him to pray for me, as well, for my day. Then, once we were driving into the bus lot near the 8th grader entrance, Jayduh called me randomly and asked how I was doing out loud, which of course got most of the attention in the bus. I answered with “I’m good.” Though I felt too nerdy saying that. I wanted to add like “I’m pretty sh*t” or .. something else! But oh well, that let them to leave me alone and think about what just happened.

Then I entered the school, after the buses stopped, and went to homeroom. Once I entered the “C” wing, I went to go get myself some breakfast and decided to get more than just orange juice. I picked up a pack of apples and then was forced to get an entre. So I picked up a sausage biscuit. Then as I went to homeroom I was stopped by Paige. This now leads to what I was talking about in the beginning. So as I went to homeroom, Paige walked up to me, smiling as usual and a little goofy (sorry, that’s just how you look xD), and told me about how I wrote a post about how I thought she wanted me to ask her out or be her boyfriend. She told me, while laughing still, that that wasn’t the case. At first, I was surprised. I literally asked “how .. what?” Her friend was next to her and said they both had read my blog. Then I entered homeroom once I got the message. After I put down my lunch on the table and got my textbook, I actually thought about it. A few of my friends actually read my blog. I mean that’s how Jessica broke up with me. Haven’t actually explained that I went out with Jessica because there are people who read my posts that will contact my Mom once heard of. But yeah, she broke up with me because she read my blog and found out about my feelings towards her and I guess really figured who I was as a person. I felt weak and quite confused. I kind of feel like my blog is a private place for people, outside of my life, to enjoy and read. Not my friends. But then again a blog is a blog. It’s public for a purpose. I talked about this with my neighboring chair friend, Hayden. He took it in with a nod and then continued his studying and contemplating. I ate my food and decided to study to on work.

Once homeroom was over we were quickly notified that we were having Early Release. Basically leaving school pretty early. The schedule was put on the board. Then we transitioned to Georgia Studies, in which we had to do a review for “New South”. A lot of things I was quite clueless about, to say the least, but I knew about more than a half of it. So I am quite OKAY with it if I had to say. Once that was done we transitioned to our next period, Language Arts. At least for me. We did a little project classwork with a couple of the terms we were going to be needing such as: “similes and metaphors, etc”. Once the rough draft was done, we went to lunch. Honestly, I thought it was going to be a bad lunch, but it wasn’t. I enjoyed sitting next to Chris and Rob and a bunch of other people. Unfortunately, though, I sat directly in front of Brianna. Gosh why do we have to be so close together. -.- Anyway, I threw an aluminum foil crumpled up into a ball, when he threw it across my table, into his face. Which stirred a loud amount of laughs across the table, especially and surprisingly from Brianna. I also talked with Chris and we loads of fun. What was also surprising was Mike, a person who usually acted weird around me and did not like me, as it seemed, was listening intently on my conversations and was nice. I, altogether, had a great time. Once we came back from lunch, we finished up our rough drafts of the classwork project and added a little bit of design and color. Then we went back to our homeroom class to sign us out. Surprisingly we were sent out pretty quick. I almost had actually mistaken me going to 2nd connections when I was supposed to be going to 1st connection for today and then 2nd connection tomorrow. Almost learned that the hard way. Lol.

P.E. went pretty awesome. I don’t want to brag or anything, but it was awesome. We had a test of the Pacer. A sort of cardio exercise. It involved a group of people running from one wall on the other side of the gym to the other wall on the other side of the gym before a beep sounded. If the beep sounded and you hadn’t touched the wall in time you were out. Though it was also extremely hard because I have asthma (just learned I did about two weeks ago o.o) and plus you take about 2 second breaks and then run again which really requires patience and stability. Two things I don’t have. Though, this time, I wanted to do good and impress. Last time on the Pacer I got a 37 lap run. Our class teacher, Mrs. Turner, notified that we had to do 5 more in order to make a 100% grade for the test. So I was determined, yet anxious. I did not want to fail. Luckily, when we started I paced myself (Ey, get it! PACEr and PACE. No? Forget you! xD) and did the customary breathing my Mom had taught me to do when I was running. It helped a lot, but also crept a lot of people out, making them ask why I was breathing like this. In return I said I had asthma. That shut them up for awhile. What surprised me, though, was that I made the max: 40. We had to stop at 40. But what about the 100%? I thought. Oh well, I made it to the max, I’m happy. I came to the wall where everybody, who failed to go farther or who were waiting, sat. Then we went to the rooms to dress out after we put in our score for the test. Then we left the room and I sat in my seats waiting for the bus call. Then we left to our buses afterwards. The bus was then awesome. I had to sit, unfortunately and fortunately, with Eladia. The unfortunate part was that Brian –another one, who was in sixth grade– sat in my seat and I had to move and almost bring attention to myself. The fortunate part was that I enjoyed sitting down and talking with Eladia. Especially with the thought in my mind that she had a crush on me. 😛

Then a whole war between Matt — a 7th grader who sat in the seats in front Eladia and I — and Jayduh, along with all the girls in the back backing her up. It was funny and fun. They had done it back in the morning, though it wasn’t as brutally funny and plus I was talking with Marquel the whole time. Then when most of the people had left, it was just the group of us again. I decided not to move from my seat, this time, and let them do their thing, and speak from all the way where I was. It didn’t bring so much attention to Adrian as he would usually call me gay and I would respond back with a coolly attitude and then we would make fun of each other. Sometimes we would tussle a little bit. xD

We did this for about the whole time until we went back to our neighborhoods and I walked with Sarah on the way. We usually talked on our way and I liked talking with her. I complained to her about Connor’s problem of bullying, sort of, because Connor sincerely looked up to Sarah and I just felt like telling her. She told me she would handle it. Then after that sentence was taken in, I felt like she was my Mom. Haha. I don’t even know. Lol. Then we went into our houses. I gave all the good news to my parents then, had my dinner, and then went to Brian’s house. Another Brian this time. One who is in my grade but is not the short Hobbit one. I went to do the project with him and his mother helped us out a little bit as well. We did the project (an egg dropped without cracking) with Styrofoam and a plastic cup enclosed around. First time we tried it did NOT crack. Success. Brian even threw it across the field and it STILL did not crack. We were successful. Then, just before we were about to involve some engineering into the project, Brian reminded me that we were not allowed to have Colloids involved in our project, as previously mentioned by our Science teacher, Mr. Dyches. We looked up online and turns out Styrofoam was a colloid. Dang it. We looked up online and thought for almost an hour for methods to be successful. We found an idea to add cereal to help reduce the impact, involving Rice Krispies and plastic bags. It seemed successful, though we called it a day today. It was already becoming dark outside. I walked home and then told my Mom of what happened at the house and then she told me that when she went to the conference with the teachers (of forgot, I had the conference at lunch, but then my parents took their own conference with the teachers) and was notified by the Science teacher that he wanted our engineering to be sophisticated and include a lot of springs and elasticity. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?! Ugh. I’ll figure it out some other time. Anyway, now everything has led up to now. I have to study a little bit for homework and do Bible Time, so bye!

Enjoy your time wherever you are and bye!

-ACP

The Start of a New Week..


Hey guys, Andrew here! Bringing you a new post! This time for my introductory paragraph, I am going to entertain you guys (the viewers or fans reading this) with a video at the very beginning of the post before I start posting about my day. Is that cool? Well, if it is, then good. If not, then I don’t care, we’re doing it anyway! But before I start doing anything different I have to give a firm shout-out to all the new people here on my blog. Hello. Hello. And hello! You guys are welcome. Grab a coffee (or soda if you preferably dislike coffee or caffeine), sit down, relax, and enjoy reading this post! Now for today’s video I am going to star a song. It’s called Thrift Shop from Macklemore and Ryan Lewis. BEAST GUYS. 🙂 Here’s the original video right below.

And here’s the clean version for all the goody too shoes. xD

There! Hopefully you enjoy that and get yourself into a good mood right before the post and now let’s begin the day!

So, as I do like all days, I woke up for a start. I woke up quite earlier. Ranging from when my brother, Matthew, and my sister, Anabelle, woke up to get ready for school. Oh yeah, forgot. School is starting. First day of school for the week. Oh brother. I decided to pretend like I was sleeping until they left to their bus and my Mom came up to my room to nag me. I woke up, not feeling as hesitant or rebellious to it since I was already woken up. Put on my clothes, stuffed my P.E. clothes for P.E., and then checked and rechecked to see if I had all my school supplies. Note cards for Georgia Studies. Check. Folder for all subjects. Check. Agenda. Check. Pencils and pens. Check. Everything seemed to be in check! So then I waited for till the bus came, especially on an empty stomach. Unfortunately, my Mom did not allow me to eat cereal before I went to school and said I could eat the breakfast there. Yeah, except that all that’s good daily at breakfast is waffles and orange juice. And trust me, the orange juice packets are REALLY small!

Once the bus arrived and my sister, Patricia, and I, left the house — after we gave kisses to our Mom of course — we rode the bus all the way to the school and then went on with our daily lives. Surprisingly I enjoyed my time on the bus. I got to talk friendly with Erick, Diamond (forgot to mention him; just a Mexican. xD), Brian, and this other kid, who I can’t remember his name at the moment. SORRY. It was good in all. Then I left the bus and as I walked to the doors leading to the 8th graders classes, I saw Avelyn in his average coat up ahead. Unluckily, I was too lazy, people were in front of me, and I did not want to drag too much attention to myself for running to someone. I’ll see him in P.E. anyway. I thought. So I waited casually as we walked inside the school, went into my grade wing, C, got some breakfast, and then entered my homeroom class. Immediately when I walked in, I remembered to go and get my stuff from the locker room, including my Math and Georgia Studies books. I also decided to stuff the yellow jacket I had to wear on in the locker since there was of no need for it and I could just wear a T-shirt. Though, when I walked back to my seat, I saw something very interesting. Actually rather surprising and weird. Malik, a friend of mine (sort of), but mostly a friend of Brian, who sat literally next to me on another table, was crying. I’m not talking about crying just a little bit. He was crying like rivers out of his eyes. His eyes were pure bloodshot red. He looked as if he was experiencing excruciating pain. No joke. I decided to think before what I did would have become stupid and left him alone. Which was smart.

Class then eventually started and we resumed taking notes on Georgia Studies. Then once Georgia Studies class was over, we moved to Language Arts. Language Arts was quite fun. We got to finish The Giver. It was a really good ending, but at the same time, I feel now that I have more unanswered questions. Once again, guys, if you have not read The Giver, you must give it a try. It’s no longer than 200 pages. Yet it took 3 weeks for the class to read it. -.- Anyway, we finished it and then afterwards had to do some classwork for the class. Next was Math class. We learned a new way of doing systems using braces and ordered pairs and graphs. It was quite interesting. I, of course, had more fun talking next to my friend Andrew. Plus Tia was sitting next to me and whenever the two came together, it was always great! Then we moved to lunch and I sat next to the girls this time. I ate a simple meal of a green apple, a few portions of broccoli, and a nice McDaddy pizza they were serving. THE ONLY MEAT I GET TO EAT! Ooh, that rhymed actually! 😀

Then we came back to class after lunch and finished our homework. Unfortunately I was only 3 problems away from finishing my work, though I was too busy talking to Andrew that I laughed throughout the way. Then after Math class was Science. Which was quite numbing because the seats were changed and I did not enjoy sitting next to Amanda and Rosa (two biggest girl troublemakers). Plus the rest of the people on my table were quiet and kept to themselves. What made it even worse was that I could not pay attention to the teacher, especially with the notes, because Amanda kept bugging me. Let’s just say it wasn’t the best class. 😛 I did get to have another Mountain Dew from the class because I earned a nice big 95% on a Science test we had. Which is friggin awesome! Once Science class was over, I went to homeroom, quite impatient from Science class, and barged in and picked up my jacket from the locker. Waiting until the teacher gave our signals to leave the classroom, we then eventually left to our connections. P.E. was altogether fun. Not for me, but lots of other people had good triumphant wins! We played Soccer today and I guess I was set up against an equally matched team. I did not get to score any points, which was quite disappointing, but eh. I’ll try to do better next time!

Then was Health. We did a little game in Health where we talked about parts or organs of the males, females, or both. Very private words were mentioned rather smoothly in the class. Unfortunately I cannot reveal to you because some people read my post, unfortunately. Lol. Once Health was over, we left to our buses as I gave my friend, Lucy, a hug, and then walked with Mackenzie to our buses. We separated once I found my bus and then I entered. The bus time was decent. Not too much, I guess. Then I eventually arrived home. It was a bad start because my Mom had to give my Dad my progress reports that I received today from Math, Language Arts, and Georgia Studies. Unfortunately my Mom read one of my progress report from Language Arts and was outraged when she saw that the recent quiz I did got a 80% grade. She yelled at me A LOT! Let’s just say that! I don’t want to get too personal, because I knew that she wouldn’t appreciate it and I respect that.

So the day went on as I studied and then now I am on the computer talking to you! So enjoy your time wherever you are, I am signing off, now! Bye!

-ACP