I Feel In Control of My Life


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

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