Why I Didn’t Go To Homecoming


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. The video/song I am going to present to you is a video from one of the Youtubers I watch named Syndicate and this video is not with music at all. It’s just plain funny. At least in my opinion. Enjoy!

So today was very brief in a sense. I woke up, like every usual school morning. I got my clothes together and this time I wore a T-shirt with a light-black (if that’s a color) jacket that had a logo saying “Running” with a lightning bolt ontop of the text. A pretty cool jacket for me to wear, definitely. I wore my Vans pants once again, because they’re just so amazing. They feel so comfortable and fit the style I’m trying to go for in terms of going looking slick and serious. Now, I do notice that every time I talk about the clothes I wear for the day I sound gay. No doubt about it. But it’s all about fashion my bros. You gotta look good and this is my blog, so I can express my thoughts of my fashion choice . . .  Now that sentence made me seem even more gay. Moving on!

I took 3 Pop-Tarts so I could sell them today and I was happy to arrive to school getting the money from the two people who bought my Limited Edition Pop-Tarts. I was supposed to be getting $4 because I charge $2 for 1 Pop-Tart packet. The Asian boy in my class, Jimmy bought one from me and I was expecting that he was going to repay me since he was always a goody-too-shoes in class and was always remembering things on a frequent basis (I notice this because he’s in three of my classes/periods). The other person I was waiting to be paid from was a girl named Nasir. A Chicago girl with a strong attitude, but a short, skinny body. Shorter than my oldest sister Patricia. When I gave my Mom a kiss and then had prayer with her, I left the house. A chilly breeze of cold air blew at me. God, it was freezing! I was trying to ignore it, since I had experienced colder weather and had not felt a single problem, but even with the jacket and jeans on, I was still cold. I went to the bus-stop and arrived there at 6:20-6:25 in the morning. I waited for what felt like an hour for Markel to come out and talk with me so I could be distracted by the hellish cold that bit at my cheeks. Sarah came around, I didn’t talk to her and therefore Markel didn’t accept her into the talk we were having. Markel and I talked about the cold for the remainder of the time and then just thinking how bad it was going to get in the future until the bus finally arrived and hopes went up. The moment I got on the bus, there was an air vent on the stair-case of the bus and I was almost rejuvenated. I looked for a seat on the bus and turns out a lot of the seats were occupied. I had to sit next to an Asian dude and the guy was nice. He didn’t seem too angry about me sitting next to him. He was a rather interesting fellow. As we drove all the way back to school, I just sat still and tried to relax myself from the cold and breath in warm air.

When we arrived at the school, Markel walked ahead of me and I was walking by myself. There was this girl I recognized from a couple of days ago who talked to me for a long period of time when we met and I almost wanted to touch her on the shoulder and tell her I was right behind her (basically say “hi”), but I held back and assumed she was probably too sleepy or too busy and would not be happy if someone tried to grab her attention. I saw Erick in front of me and caught up with him as we walked inside the school. He was wearing his tight clothes as usual to show off his broad shoulder muscles and bulging pecs. Nonetheless, the much of a showoff and person that cared about his reputation so much, he was still one of my best-friends in this school that was actually down to Earth and cool. We talked until we separated and I met up with Markel in the breakfast isle. He walked with me all the way to the point where we had to separate again to our classes and then I was again by myself. On my way to the gym I was hesitating to enter the way I usually do because there was a Christian Leadership Club and the people there would try to force me to pray with them. I don’t know. I guess I get extremely annoyed when I have to pray multiple times, especially right after yesterday’s crazy church madness. But, I still went through the same way and tried not to make eye-contact with the club-members of the group. I went downstairs and talked with Chris and Keila. Chris, as usual, was bragging of some unusually stupid thing he accomplished somewhere and then started comparing himself to me in which we would always get into arguments of who was better. It was a fun activity for us to do as friends. Keila would usually keep her mouth shut when we did this and waited until she could talk about what was on her mind.

Chris and I did this for awhile until the class-bell rang and Coach Pierce came out of where he usually comes from to call roll. He called roll and we went on with P.E.; today in P.E. was pretty interesting. I actually started to make shots on the amazingly good basketball players that played against me in P.E.. I had figured most of the people and how they played basketball and their weaknesses all the way to the point that I managed to make the majority of the points for the team. It was rewarding. We won in the end. And then P.E. was over.

Honors Language Arts we read some more of the Odyssey story until the class period finished and did our usual routine of Bellwork and SSR reading. Nasir, the girl who paid for my Pop-Tart, and Jimmy, the boy who paid for my Pop-Tart said that they had no money right now cause they either forgot it or got grounded and didn’t get their allowance. Great. Near the end of class, we went to the Computer Labs next door to start our USATestPrep. Erick, him being in my class, sat next to me and we talked the majority of the Computer Lab time through until the bell rang.

Honors Biology was a disappointing period, since we had a quiz and I had all weekend to study for it, yet I forgot and didn’t. It wasn’t like I didn’t KNOW the topic we were learning, but the questions were so specific, I just felt strangling her for doing this and torturing me. I was supposed to be making A’s! What is this? I felt like I failed the quiz, which was a very depressing thought for me to ponder on. Also Kaitlin, the girl who sits next to me informed how Homecoming went. Turns out there was a lot of girls twerking at the Homecoming and a lot of guys got stiff-ones (to say it nicely). Well, yeah, that’s the major reason for me not going to homecoming. Not because I’m against twerking, heck no. Well, actually, I kind of find it disturbing seeing 14 year olds with absolutely no butt twerking. It just makes me think that nobody would probably twerk on me from the school. It was another depressing thought to take on. I know I’m not even supposed to be having girls “twerk” on me, but I kind of wish at least if I didn’t go, I know that if I did go some girls would like me enough to “twerk” on me. I don’t even know why I’m complaining about this. 😛

Accelerated Math was starting to make more sense to me now. Awesome. We have a quiz on Math tomorrow and I need to practice for it.

French was really not that interesting. Just me doing my homework and being told that we have a quiz tomorrow as well. I noticed that Math and French usually have quizzes on the same day on a lot of occasions. Funny. Lunch wasn’t even really interesting. We just talked about nasty things to make each other sick at the table, while I just laughed my heart out the whole time at my friends reactions.

Digital Technology was once again a struggle since we had to work on a new project when I have to finish like two other games and then these projects. It’s beginning to stress on me. I should probably do all my work usually, yeah. Sounds like a good idea.

I stayed late at school so I could go to the Cross Country informational meeting. Cross Country season is now over. Now is the time for Winter Sports. I’m applying for Basketball during the Winter then for Track and Field. Once the meeting was over I walked home the whole time, thinking of things that rhymed with each and creating nice raps to distract me from the long walk home. I went home, ate a nice food and studied. Now I also remember I had to read for my Honors Language Arts class. Dangit. I’m gonna go get to that.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

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