A Pretty Bad/Good Start of the Weekend


That feeling that you get in your heart. That warm, fuzzy, comfy feeling that you get in your stomach. That’s the feeling of the upcoming weekend. 🙂

Yes, as you have heard if you actually LIVE on Planet Earth it is the weekend and if you live in the USA and are reading this post, you KNOW that the weekend is the sure sign of NO school. It would be almost a sin to put school on the weekends because it is our only source of break from the hard week. Unfortunately I’m not feeling as comfortable as I should be feeling. The reason why is because of my RYAP. I’m apparently failing in it again. Now if you are a new reader to my blog and you just read that sentence don’t think automatically that I’m a bad student. I am actually a very well rounded student despite my C in Social Studies and B in ELA. But trust me, before I had ALL A’s. Ain’t that the past. :/ But the reason for my failing is due to the fact that my RYAP is retarded. Yes, I said it, retarded. It was specifically assigned to me or I assigned myself to RYAP because it was said to be designed to prepare yourself for high-schools. When in fact it has done the exact opposite. I have NOT been learning at all. They just ask questions like: “Are you feeling comfortable with your working space?”, “Are you stressed?” “What is the brain called when it thinks about reading”, and more things to come.

The only thing I’ve REALLY studied about high-school and have learned about was when the teachers were asked a question from one of the students asking about how they are nervous about high-school and the teachers said: “It’s just like moving to middle-school when you were in elementary school, it’s not that bad.” And that was it for anything referring to high-school. Plus I seriously think my RYAP teacher hates me. She has given me three letters telling me I’m failing RYAP because I CAN’T catch up with the given schedule in school. Plus the recent assignment she has given me was not even mentioned in the daily newsletter. How was I supposed to know about that? Anyway, let’s drop my rants for a little bit, as I know they get annoying/irritating from time to time. Let’s go back to my Friday day.

I woke up, rather stressed. I still had the failed RYAP test in my mind. Recently I’ve been depressed because of my screwed up grades this year. Since I want to go to the big universities/colleges like Harvard and Georgia Tech, I seriously get depressed or worried when I fail at something, which does not happen to me on a usual basis. Well, Bill Gates was failing in Middle School but he came back in high school and became one of the richest people in the world, making the greatest invention in computer life: Microsoft. Plus, my mother has told me universities don’t look at middle-school and elementary grades. They really look at High-School grades, which means I REALLY need to focus on my school then. By the time, though, I am in high-school I’ll be going to a real high-school. New experience I guess.

Thinking about the RYAP test still makes me moody and unhappy. I rather change topics than rather talk about it now. So anyway, it was a normal school day. There were no classes today, on Friday, cause on Fridays apparently the school decides not to host any classes which I believe is sort of random and weird, but whatever. The teachers know better, what do I know? I know what somnambulism and I know Newton’s First Law of motion or something, I don’t know specifically. 😛

There was not so much special school assignments or school work. Just average work. I do find Fridays as a lazy day because most of the time my school decides to give me just three or four subjects, which is friggin awesome! Since I did not accomplish so many subjects, sort of skipped through them, and did not feel as rounded up in my brain, I decided to catch up on my Latin. Oh yes, I forgot to mention to you guys I attend Latin now. But it’s now not going to be worth the while since I’m leaving half way from the school. I’m sort of “HAPPY” and “SAD”. Happy for the fact that now I feel like Nayyir or SOMEBODY has spread some sort of bad rumor about me (I think it’s the barrels :O) and now whenever I speak on the microphone and finish the room goes completely silent and like one or two people applaud which is very awkward but satisfying for me. Though I do have to admit that I did receive a welcoming applause from almost the whole audience in class. Don’t know why everyone decided to applaud but they did.

Going completely off topic here, but I’m gonna rant a little bit more in school. You might not know the people who participate in school very much and their bio and whatnot, but I’ll explain. The usual, average people that participate on the microphone are Anna Rappaport, Ian Cooper (I think that was his last name), Isaiah Wilkins (I think that was his last name), and plenty more, including me. Now let me tell you something about these people, apparently the school has started this weird, popular trend about who’s the best microphone speaker and apparently Ian Cooper is like the #1 speaker and everybody LOVES listening to him. He most of the time gets like 20+ applauds from the whole classroom. I don’t want to say I’m jealous, but seriously now, he talks normally just like everyone else, except with a little more of a chilled voice and with a faster pace. I don’t understand why he’s so hip and pop! xD I don’t want to start with his looks though, cause I would sound like a person who would judge which I am .. and I am NOT. It’s a weird mix between the two. I’m just gonna leave it where it is. Now Anna on the other hand she is probably the smartest person I know. Fastest reader, smart brain, is always participating in every situation, is confident, and is Asian. Lol. Just wanted to throw the last part out there. But yes, she is smart. We used to be friends back in 7th grade, but now there’s been a completely different tone of attitude and confidence. Maybe she’s hitting her period right now? Dunno. But I think she hates me.

Literally, one time I was about to come up to speak on the microphone and we were in Mrs. Bey’s classroom (my ELA [language arts] teacher) and Anna at the same time had the moderator privileges which were like the big “teacher” powers entrusted into the good people. So as I got on the microphone and spoke about two minutes of boring paragraphs I get off the microphone and apparently I see like 30+ confused faces and I start feeling the same way too! What did I do? I’m thinking. Then Anna gets on the microphone and says:

“I think your microphone is messed up–” and then she broke off into this sort of chuckle or laugh and pulled of the microphone.

I think she finds me as weak or something, which IS sort of true cause she is apparently #5 in the world’s lethal weapons training, so if we were to meet she’d probably kick my butt off the face of the Earth. But don’t worry my bros, Andrew’s ninja skills will prevail! 😀

Okay now that I’ve ranted about two to three paragraphs of worthless ranting text, I’ll get back to the day. So as the school continued and I sort of skipped through most of them I found that I was learning a completely NEW set of Latin words (continuing onto me doing Latin). I think I had like 15 words to memorize and I was like FORGET THAT! I just noted them all down, wrote their pronounciation, and then wrote their definition. Done. After school was sort of over my parents had decided to leave and buy a rug for the new living room in the house, so I got like 1 to 2 hours of gaming time. It was pretty awesome. Played some MW3 and relaxed a bit. Once they got back home I helped my father load the rug in and surprisingly they also bought a mattress for the eldest sister, Patricia. Apparently she had been sleeping on a hard-mattress so they needed to spend their money on the mattress. Once that was done the day proceeded on. I’m not going to mention too much of what happened except the major important parts.

Later on I decided to watch Twilight with my sisters and mother jut for the heck of it. Then I took a shower, my mother made us about 40 chocolate peanut butter Ritz cookies along with some chocolate balls. No racist. Lol. I need to take a picture I’m serious! Then eventually near the end of the day as I was playing a little bit more on my PS3 I had received some bad news but had a good thing happen to me. My friend Sebastian and a few of his family members were going to come over during Saturday (which was the event I was looking forward to the most). Sebastian’s mother was going to make some cookies with my mother as a early-Christmas treat, Sebastian, Matthew, and I would play video games nonstop, and my sisters and Sebastian’s sister Sophie would play together. Unfortunately Sebastian’s mother called and said it would have to be cancelled abruptly. It put me in a bummer mood, but easily I was alleviated from the moody mood by joining a Black Ops Nuketown Domination game. It was complete madness. I got my first 50+ gameplay. I was so happy after that.

So yeah, weird start to the week, and sorry for the late post. Gotta get to my life, you know. xD See you guys later, wherever you are, have a great time and enjoy your day/night. Bye!

-Andrew

I Am Happy :D


Hey guys, Andrew here, bringing you a new post about my day. So let’s get to it!

As you can tell, by the title, I’m pretty happy. Reason being is that .. well let’ me explain further back about the day. Before the day started, which was evening yesterday, the day I wrote you the last post before this post. I said that I was going to probably, finally finish the book “To Kill a Mockingbird”. And I did. I felt so happy for two reasons. One, the ending of the book was great. Love the book. Give it 5 stars. Two, I actually finished this 463 paged book in less than 4 days, which is very surprising due to the fact that I have been lazy. Now I probably AM getting into the swing of my old ways. Reading books and all. Getting amazing grades. I would love to see that old me back. But my happiness had not stopped. Continue reading …

Just as I finished the book it was about 1 AM in the morning and my parents had come upstairs to greet me. I had told them my throat hurt, cause randomly it felt empty and dry and it stung the vocal cord (if I have one) of my throat. My mother handed me a sort of medicine to ooze the night so I wouldn’t be too distracted with the pain. No matter how badly it tasted it, I knew it was gonna be worth it. And worth it, it was. I slept through the night so well, a man could have killed me in my sleep and I would not have noticed it. Once I had woken up from my dreary sleep I still had felt somnolent when my mother woke me up. If you don’t know what somnolent is (I think Mary-Kate does), then let me explain: It means when you’re in a sleepy stage. Drowsy, sort of. My mother had given me 5 more minutes to re-cooperate until the medicine would wear off. Unfortunately that took more than 30 minutes, making me miss my math class. In reality, though, I wasn’t worried. At first I was, but then when I saw it was a review I had calmed. So I decided to work on a few of my subjects.

I had completed my Literature “To Kill a Mockingbird” assignment for yesterday and was acknowledged that I was going to be taking the big test, testing to see if I really comprehended or in other words understood the book very well. So crossed fingers for that! I did a Science lesson today on, I believe, Newton’s Laws of Motion and actually memorized the first law and I believe the second part as well. Let’s see if I remember:

“Newton’s First Law states that an object at rest will remain at rest unless acted on by an unbalanced force.”

And “Newton’s second part of the First Law states that an object in straight-line motion will remained in motion unless acted on by an unbalanced force.”

I am so smart. c:

So I did the lesson and surprisingly as I did the quiz for the lesson I got an exceeding grade of 100% on the lesson. I could of, most likely, gotten an 80% grade because there was this particular question that needed your undivided attention in order to answer correctly. I almost gave up on it cause it took 10 minutes for me to focus on that particular question, but I decided this: If I miss this question, no matter how unsure I am, at least I’ll go down knowing I was comfortable about my decision. And comfortable I was when I received the perfect score of 100%. So far, a lot of happy things were coming in my way. I had attended, after I had finished my subjects, a Physical Science test. God, it felt SO long, I could not believe it. I felt instead of an hour spent, I felt like I was there for three hours. Maybe the teacher wasn’t teaching me right, or maybe I was too lazy. I don’t know, I did NOT care at the moment. I just wanted to get the survey and be done with it. Before, in our school, if you were bored with a class you could leave and claim you attended it. Now we gotta check in with every class on surveys. It ruins my plan…

After that I took a Math lesson and jeez it was hard. It was teaching me how to solve inequality expressions when there are more than one variables on each side of the equation. Of course, my brain could not take it, so I failed, retook it, and passed. God, now when I’m in public school I won’t be able to retake a test. Wonder what I’m gonna do then. :/ Once I finished that lesson I moved on to my Vocabulary and surprisingly enough I easily got a perfect grade of 100% on my quiz. Another amazing thing to be happy about. I’m officially going to categorize this day/post as “Beautiful Life”. Lol.

I took a GML class afterwards and then finished my last few subjects. I had a Unit Assessment test (big test for unit) for Georgia Studies and GUM (Grammar Usage Mechanics). I failed GUM, purposely and redid the test. Surprisingly, again, I did Georgia Studies and actually made 80% grade. Missing a few questions only. Honestly, I thought I was gonna fail, but I guess I did understand the unit a bit! At least I passed it. So I’m happy. After that was accomplished my school was over and I got to relax. Eventually, my parents got into a quick argument in which my mother stormed out of the house (cause she had to meet up with a friend anyway) and left. Once she came back her face was expressionless (which was not a good sign) and she felt drowsy. In result, she took a quick nap. I relaxed a bit, played on the guitar, without the amp of course, and had a chilled time. My day resumed greatly as I never expected. Once she woke up, my mother had the fine feeling of going back to her old days and start cooking cookies, cakes, and special deserts.

She would always do it on Thanksgiving or Christmas, but it had been so long since then, I almost forgot she did it. She made 16 dark, soft, chocolate chip cookies with small marshmallows in them. It was almost a crime she had committed, making us eat dinner before them. She served us a full potato unraveled, some onions and some chicken. A simple but healthy meal. Once we had gulped or chewed our food, my mother offered me two of her AMAZING cookies. God they were so good. Tomorrow I’ll get you pictures of them. But they felt like no other cookie I had eaten before. One of the things I was proud of, from my mother, was her talent in cooking.

After that had taken place, my mother later on was watching a desert show on TLC or something. I don’t remember.. But she did and got inspired with another amazing idea. She warmed up 4-5 popcorn bags and decided to add, I think, some sort of honey or fudge or cream. I can’t remember, but I can. Dang it. Y U NO WORK MEMORY?! But yeah, it tasted nice! Especially while watching the desert show I felt no jealousy. So I think my mother did a nice job. So yeah, now all of the events have led up to here. I shall be leaving, there’s nothing for me to read, which is kind of good and kind of bad. Leave a comment, if you want to, about which book you think I should read. That would be awesome, I’m thinking about re-reading the Eragon book properly since I did a lazy job on that. So yes, see you guys later! Have a great day/night wherever you are! Bye!

-Andrew