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

“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

Blogging Allows Me To Think Freely


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. I actually enjoy posting these “daily life” posts. It allows me to think freely and expose my feelings. Though this blog IS public and people could easily read my feelings, I find this to my relaxing/ranting area where I don’t feel a sudden tendency to not express myself. On better thoughts, here is the song for today! It is Taylor Swift – I Knew You Were Trouble, except remixed with dubstep. Hopefully you all ENJOY! 😀

Okay, so today. Interesting day. I was driven to school early today because I decided to check my Test form in Science like I mentioned in my last post. This time, instead of a normal drive to the car-rider’s drop off, there was a huge line in front of our car. My whole family, besides my Dad, was in the car. My brother then decided to tell us that he forgot his homework, which gave my Mom the idea to drive him home after she dropped us off. Within 2 minutes of impatient waiting from my Mom, she drove to the side of the curb where the cars that had already dropped off their children drove through and dropped my sister and I in front of the road. We panicked. What in the world was she doing? It was daring, but my sister and I got out of the car. What felt like hundreds of staring faces stared at us during our walk to the car-driver entrance we actually walked normally to the entrance. It was an easy pass way to class since today was Tuesday and we did not have to have a pass.

I entered in Mr. Dyches’s class pretty normal. There were already a couple of students in the class that were in line for asking for help or questions. Surprisingly, I saw Haven in the classroom. We greeted each other with acknowledging smiles. The good part of the waiting was that Mr. Dyches preferred me as his best student so he immediately gave me his attention even after students came before me. I told him of my problems and then got the test to go over. Turns out, as I expected, I only missed 2 questions out of 45 questions. So I pretty much made a 95% or above, according to my calculations. Haven also let me borrow his $5 to pay for one Gatorade which was only $1.25. So that was awesome!

Eventually the bell rang and school started. School was pretty eventful. Cole started shaking uncontrollably in Georgia Studies class and in homeroom because he said he was nervous for his submission and whether he was going to be accepted. In Language Arts, Mrs. Harris changed seating completely. There were tables that contained chairs in pairs. So two people were seated in a horizontal line at one table. I had a girl named Karla (a friend of Shirlign) sit next to me. We knew each other so we were pretty “chill” around each other. Lol. Gosh, I regret using that term. I exchanged a few jokes with her and she of course laughed irresistibly. xD I helped her as well with the test grades we were going over for the common assessment. Math was a lot more fun. I made many jokes with my friend Andrew and Samantha then the subject of Samantha’s posture came up and made the conversation even more funnier but awkward for Samantha. I enjoyed the time very well. We were learning a new method of mean in Math called M.A.D (Mean Absolute Deviation). It’s a long process, especially without a calculator, but it’s easy altogether, depending on your patience and speed. Lunch was extremely fun, especially with all the food I had. I brought my Chocolate Chip Cookies that my aunt, Tania bought me during the Easter Hunt. I also had the Gatorade I got from Haven’s money because I saved up. On top of that I had the school lunch. So I have to admit it was a satisfactory lunch. 🙂

Science was a little bit less eventful, but more of the events were important. We learned more about magnets and got to see some cool demonstrations about how magnets attracted iron. It was cool. Brian wasn’t in the class though, so I asked Mr. Dyches if I could sit next to Mackenzie. If you guys don’t know, I asked her out a long while back. Unfortunately she rejected, but we are still good friends. We talked a lot, but not so much that we could not pay attention to the lesson. Unlike other kids who were acting ignorant and laughing at stupid things. I don’t want to delve into that right now. Eventually, during the class, I called Mr. Dyches next to me when Mackenzie left to the bathroom and told him about how much I adored him as a teacher. He IS my favorite teacher and that’s a lot to say for someone who teaches Science. He makes the subject fun and he’s a nice teacher! Understandable. Nice. And cares so much for his students. Unfortunately people in class take advantage of him, but I let him know how I felt about his teaching and told him that he needs to continue his work and that I appreciate what he does. He thanked me and I brightened his heart. He then continued to his work with a smile. I felt a lot better doing that. To get it off my chest.

P.E. after Science class was really uneventful. We went outside to play Basketball or Four Square. I did unexceptionally in Basketball. I missed many shots and the sun was beating hard on my head and neck. Nothing big there. I talked to Eric and Avelyn in P.E.; to Eric about random thing, but to Avelyn about having each other over at each other’s houses during Spring Break. Drama though was a lot better. Brody wasn’t in school and plus Tanner was next to me, so I got a better time focusing. I finished the Drama quiz quite easily and in speed. I am confident I made a 90% or higher, if not a 100%. Yes! Though I was slow on the worksheet we did. Especially when Shane and Paul kept the Dictionary books to themselves when I had to define the words used in the plays. I never really liked Worksheets. Even in Math.

Bus ride home was a little bit more fun. I was the attention of the bus and I made funnier jokes. With Brian gone, I took his place in moving to the back of the bus and made funnier jokes to others. I even got some of the girls who would give me ugly looks on the bus to laugh. Finally, when it was time for me to get off the bus with Sarah and Patricia, I told Sarah of my crazy experience with my Mom driving to the side of the curb at the drop-off. She was surprised at it too, but now when I look at it, I think it is pretty awesome. c: I came back home and studied then did Bible Time. All the events have led up to this time.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

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!

Homework is Stressful


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. I guess this intro sentence is going to be my motto, sort of, in my posts. Initially, my main motto for this blog is “A Freedom of Speech Blog”. So, there you go. Video/song of the day now down below! This is actually just a video of Minecraft gameplay. If video games is not your cup of tea, I still suggest you watch this episode. It may include a few cuss words, but I try to ignore them and try not to learn from it. This video is actually the 1st episode of the popular series created by the Youtube name, TheSyndicateProject, called The Minecraft Project. At this point of time, The Minecraft Project is about to reach episode #300, so this is really ancient. Way before Minecraft had installed food bars, experience, etc. Maybe recorded around later 2010 to the near middle of 2011. Not sure, but anyway, enjoy!

Now to my day. This post is going to be really short, as in less than 1000 words included in this post. Reason why is because I’m not feeling too well and that will be explained as we read into the post. So, let me just skip to the point in time where I went to eat breakfast and entered homeroom. I picked up breakfast, a simple orange juice and fruity tooties. Honestly, in reluctance, I took the fruity tooties because I was forced to take an entre. Now I wish I would have whole-heartily eaten in. Instead, in homeroom, I threw it away and drank my orange juice. Turns out we were supposed to be working on the full packet we received yesterday, but I completely forgot about it and did not work on it at all, so I did what I could. The packet was due Friday. Oh brother. Georgia Studies class was not so entertaining. Just mostly working on the packet and some of my vocabulary notes on the notepad.

We were in the “C” lab for Language Arts today. I had to write down my mini essay summary of the song “Fix You” that I had selected for the Music Poetry Project. It took me less than 10 minutes to write the whole 3 long paragraphs, with a little bit of improvisation. Most of the time, I payed attention to the paper and just clicked on the keyboard because I was so customary to typing on the keyboard, I could do it really fast and without looking. Manuel, eventually, during the near end of class, saw me do it and was so astonished that he asked a girl sitting right next to me in the row of seats to look at me. This was my time to show my skills in computer typing. I typed as fast as I could a random sentence without looking. Peter, as well, spied over to see what the commotion was. Eventually a lot more people came in. Even Brianna, who dared me to write down the McDonalds motto down on the computer without looking and fast. When I wrote in the BA-DA-BA-BA-BA without looking she nearly jumped out of her seat in astonishment, being surprised that I used the dashes so easily. Savannah and Aleia eventually came into witness and so did a bunch of people. I was the main attention and was really happy of it, though it had to come to an end eventually. I did really enjoy the sensation, though.

Math was pretty easy for the day, despite the fact that I continued to mess up on this one step in the substitution where I can combine like terms in the equations which in some cases I had to subtract or add the like terms. I went to the Math teacher and she looked at me funny, as if I were supposed to get this and why was I wasting her time. She explained it to me very briefly, expecting me to now get it. I sort of did, but I did not want to take much more of her time and attract the whole classroom’s attention. Lunch wasn’t as entertaining, besides that I decided to sit next to Andrew this time and his friend, who I can’t remember his name, and made fun of his friend buying a long Popsicle with a purple tip on top. It was fun altogether, but not as eventful. Math ended casually with us leaving.

Science was boring as well. I don’t know why. We just watched a 20 minute video and had Mr. Dyches show us a cool theory of Isaac Newton being demonstrated, involving Isaac Newton’s 3rd Law of Motion. It was pretty cool, especially with Brian sitting next to me, we had fun talking. I remembered a lot of the Penguinz0 jokes that we watched and told him. He still continued to laugh a lot.

Afterwards, we went to homeroom and then transitioned to P.E., which was a pretty boring time. We played Star Warz. It wasn’t as fun having me throw the balls and tag people out because I did not really have a strong throwing arm, but when I was placed Jedi Knight in Star Warz, it was epic beast mode time. I saved a lot of people and did not get pegged with the ball at all. Afterwards when I transitioned to Health class, I felt my ankles burn, like fire. Literally. It was weird. We took a Health Final Exam, summarizing nearly everything we learned since school started in January. I got a 90% grade near the end, which was happy. As long as it was a 90% grade or above I was good. I felt good afterward as I went to my bus after school ended. The bus was a little bit funny, but not as entertaining with Adrian and his friend continuing to call me gay randomly for no reason. When I got home afterwards, I was filled with homework and I procrastinated throughout the day by watching Lord of the Rings with my Mom. Ugh. Now I have to do it. Gosh. Anyway, everything has led up to here. I have passed the 1000 word mark, so I stop here.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

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