Church Filled Up My Day


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Song/video of today is a song called “Wake Me Up” by Avicii. I’ve grown an addiction to the song and listen to it on a consistent basis, which is awkward. I don’t really like a lot of Avicii’s songs since they’re so mainstream, but I guess this one grew on me. Enjoy!

So today, as you can tell by the title, was a day full of church. I can really say that Church Filled Up My Day. Immediately when I woke up, my eyes met a bright light from my room. I told my Mom to shut off the lights in an annoyed attitude. My Mom followed and turned off the lights and it seemed she was (through my blurred vision) pulling out clothes from my closet. It’s a normal thing she does every Sunday. She hasn’t done it recently a lot, though, which is completely contradictory to my previous sentence. She gave me the Vans pants to wear that I wore last Thursday at school. I really like wearing them because they look slick on me. At least to me. She gave me an Abercrombie sweatshirt to wear and then sent me downstairs to have put on my acne creme and arrange my hair because my hair looked absolutely horrid from all the bed-hair I got. Once my Mom got everyone else awake and dressed they sent them downstairs as well and she did my hair along with applying the acne creme. It was 8 o’clock by this time and I was just wondering why we were getting ready so early since we’re going to 11 o’clock service, but I just kept my mouth shut and let my parents do  the working. We had to stay a bit late because my Dad had to print a specific document for the volunteer group he leads. Once he was done, we left briefly.

On the way, my Dad discussed with me several things. My future. What I’m gonna do to be business prepared and all that stuff so the car ride would not prolong. When we arrived at the church, I volunteered to let Anabelle and Matthew stay with me and eat the breakfast at the volunteer group room so they wouldn’t eat my Profit Pop-Tarts (the Pop-Tarts I’m selling [the motto works ;)]), but I had to have responsibility for them at the same time. So, instead I let them take the doughnuts and apples from the counter-tops where they served the breakfast and had them sit outside the room and watch the already-started-service and I went inside the West auditorium of the church and found a place to sit down then watched the preacher preach his sermon. Today I was very serious. I don’t know why. Nothing was making me serious on purpose, I was actually a lot more relaxed now than recently. It’s probably cause the sermon hit me deep. When my watch dinged 10 o’clock, I went back to my brother and sister and saw them playing with another girl about Anabelle’s age (Anabelle is 7 [turning 8 this November]) instead of sitting near the room. I was indifferent about it and just picked them up to take them to Leadership room. It’s the room where some of the volunteers of the church take all children from K-5 grade. I signed them in and then left immediately. As I passed by some of the hallways to drop Matthew and Anabelle, I noticed my friend Jacob was there at the doors early. It was a surprise and I was happy to greet him when I passed back by the hallway near the doors. I sat with him, the name-tags of Anabelle and Matthew in my pocket(the name-tags are the only things that allow me to take Anabelle and Matthew out of the room).

I talked to Jacob about a lot of things that had been going on recently and told him about my problem with myself about being too  “serious”. He didn’t know to respond, so I changed the subject and continued opening doors in excited manners to visitors of the church or people entering the church. It was awkward greeting some of the people entering the church because I had sore throat and my voice cracked and hurt my throat at the same time. It was purely unpleasant. Eventually, when 11:00 o’clock came around and the people for the 11:00 o’clock service arrived, Jacob and I sat down and talked about my book. I don’t know why, but we always talked about my book. I guess because I consider him my editor since he’s the only guy older than me with much wisdom in story-telling and has actually read “Fiction” books. We continued to talk about my book until his blond friend came by and took him outside of the church to talk and then he came back inside telling me he hated his blond friend but yet she was so intriguing for some reason . . . I don’t even know anymore.

When the 11:00 o’clock service was coming to a close in the sermon, my Dad came up to me and told me I needed to pick up Matthew and Anabelle from the Leadership room before the people of the 11:00 o’clock sermon were going to exit the doors. I was able to pick them up in 5 minutes flat and then exited the church. The reason for my Dad doing this was because we needed to go pick up Patricia from Gwinnett because she went to the Frequency event. I’m so jealous of her, being able to go the great event, but at the same time I feel happy for her. I was glad that my Dad left early because he screwed up so many of the times with the directions on the way, but there was still plenty of time to arrive at the church. It was all good after all. When we arrived at the church, turns out we were 15 minutes early. So for the rest of the time, I talked to my Dad about some of the stuff that went down in my high-school. I don’t know how, but apparently I brought up the topic of weed and drugs. I felt intrigued to talk about it with him because I felt like I knew more than him and had a better knowledge on the subject than he did, but now when I think about it I feel like I know too much about drugs. We talked about drugs and then escalated quickly to matters of what kind of woman I’m gonna marry and how I’m gonna discipline my children and such, such.

Finally, when Patricia arrived, we took her and her recite the whole experience. She sounded she was on weed the whole time because, according to Patricia, she pulled two all-nighters (she didn’t sleep for two days straight) at Frequency. I, myself, understand the pain of staying up all night, so I talked to her a little bit on the way back home about it. When we got home, I was forced to work on my homework and my project for the rest of the time before I had to go to the high-school service which I had to leave to around 3:45-4:00 o’clock in the afternoon and it was already 1:45 o’clock in the afternoon right now. I was complaining about me having to do my project when I wanted to play on my PS3. Unfortunately, I shot myself in the foot and got banned again from the PS3 because I basically told my parents that I wanted my priorities on the PS3 over the weekend, which my Dad did not like at all. I studied the rest of the time, until 3:30 arrived and I decided to watch Shark Tank with my Dad until he finished his lunch and was able to drive me to the church. I left around 4 o’clock in the afternoon to the church and then immediately spotted my friends Sydney, Kendall, Michael (best friend :D), and turns out Elizabeth actually showed up. Shocker. She looked really nice because she had straightened her hair for once and had it dyed red. She also wore contacts, which seemed strange because they really showed the explosion of blue in her eyes, but eventually I got drawn to it and liked it. Surprisingly, I talked to her more than I usually would have. During the high-school sermon a man I wasn’t so interested about spoke and during the time he would just begin ranting about his life stories Elizabeth and I gave funny faces, while Michael started talking to Kendall only. Elizabeth and I teased that they were flirting and they should be together. Overall it was a fun time. 😀

When we went to small groups and then were dismissed to eat food, Stephen and I talked about random things while my friend from Cross Country, Ethan, was visiting today at church and we laughed about some movies like “Step Brothers” and so on. Elizabeth, Sydney, Kendall, and the rest eventually exited their small groups when we were near finished. A girl named Katie was sitting down with us and she was mentioning about this 30 year old who was commenting on her photos on Instagram saying she was cute and she started freaking out and deleted her Instagram account in that moment. I was a bit surprised that she literally deleted her account, but oh well. She wants to do her thing she can do her thing. When I decided that we should go to main service, everyone followed and we went into main service. To my surprise, Elizabeth sat next to me and 1. didn’t leave within the few minutes the main service started 2. talked to me the whole remainder of the time. She nudged on my shoulder a lot and was touchy. I mean, I don’t have a problem with that. Trust me I don’t. I just thought that she would be kind of awkward touching me. But we talked as if we were best friends and laughed so much Sydney had to move seats from us and sit across from us. She gave us the evil glare many times as well. I don’t know. Now that I was Elizabeth, I felt happy. More satisfied with my time. Of course I was mentally tired because we would crack so many jokes and we would confuse each other, but she reminded me of the good ol’ times when it was just her, Mikayla, Taylor, and I in the Gwinnett church in Transit. I was happy I was with Elizabeth today, as weird as that sounds. Michael was telling me right after the service that Elizabeth might now have liked me again but is trying to hate me. Sounds awesome, but I wish to be honest. Though, I know it’s not true, so I try to stay friends with Elizabeth. #friendzoned. D:

After the adult service, the whole group exited and we went into the photo booth posted on the side of the church and took group pictures. It was a nice group moment, then Elizabeth had to leave, giving Sydney and I a hug. That was another weird thing, she actually wanted me to give her a hug. I’m not trying to look for chances, it’s just weird that she’s just being this friendly to me now. She then left and I left and that was it for the day. Just church…

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

A Great Saturday!


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Saturday, today, was a really fun and eventful day for me. I have time only to give you a guys a nice slideshow of what I did at the park with my aunt, Tania, and a few other good friends. We had a picnic, in short, then I went for a 30 minute run for Cross Country practice over the weekend. Hopefully you enjoy. Nothing else happened besides some Minecraft drama on my computer. So enjoy!

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Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

I Feel Much Lazier (and Fatter)


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life! I will quickly give you guys the daily song/video of the day for you to enjoy! The song for today will be a song called “Warrior’s Call” from a band called Volbeat. Yes, for those Pokemon fans, it is the name of a bug Pokemon. Nonetheless, it’s a good song, so long as I believe. It may not be your cup of tea, but I enjoy it and I post things I enjoy here. So .. enjoy!

Now to the day; I shall skip through the day up until we took the Math CRCT. Though, I do have to mention that I saw Aziayahs again (I still don’t know how to pronounce his name D:) and I talked with him on the way about memories in the neighborhood and finally, now that he’s been around my school, I’ve actually taken the time to comprehend how much I left from the neighborhood. I love my new house. No doubt about it. I hated my old house. But the neighborhood .. it had something special to it that I cannot explain by words. Well, probably I could, but that will be for a later time. On the other note, I was actually acting properly in front of Mrs. Flowers. Usually, whenever she would question me and make sure I was listening to her when I was slightly not paying attention to her, I would stutter which would cause a commotion in the classroom and draw attention. Surprisingly, without my own awareness, I said with ease “yes m’a’m” and “yes” without any problems of stuttering. I was able to go through the day.

The Math CRCT was harder than none other. Even though that sentence is quite contradictory, I believe it was one of the hardest CRCT experiences I have encounter (at least the hardest experience I remember). I hope it doesn’t go the same with Science. Oh gosh. The funny thing about the Math CRCT was the fact that the majority of the questions consisted of Geometry more than any topic of choice in Math. I was really ticked off to see this. Of course they gave me the hardest topic for me to understand in Math. My feelings for making an exceeding on the Math CRCT were now not so high as I was previously feeling. Though I still have a bit of confidence in me and I believe I will make an exceeding. Hopefully. Fingers crossed.

The day, throughout, was not that particularly exciting. Maybe interesting, but not entirely exciting. I did talk and walk with Eric like we both did last time at P.E.; the both of us talked about how school was, how we were feeling, such and such of random things. Oh, and right before my homeroom class finished the Math CRCT and came back from eating food outside the school building, Mrs. Flowers randomly, out of the blue, on the spur of the moment, notified me that I was needed upstairs. The news was surprising. What for? I wondered. I went upstairs and found that one of the teachers I had previously seen with my Math teacher was there. She began talking to me and telling me that I wasn’t in trouble to start with. She just told me that she would need me to call my Dad or Mom back at home if they were okay with me watching Night at the Museum with our homeroom class. At first, the idea of my parents NOT being okay with that was about the most ridiculous thing I heard since I heard Connor say I talked the most in Mr. Dyches’s class. But, I obliged, and called with the use of the woman’s cellphone. I tried to imagine how my parents would feel if they got a call out of the blue from me while was in school. That would not sound good at first to them. xD

I told my Dad (who was the one who answered) about the information then asked them finally and they said yes of course. The woman checked my name off the list and then allowed me to go back to class. I went back to class awkwardly while everyone was seated at their seats. An array of questions rose from friends of mine in the classroom.

“What happened?” they all asked curiously.

I told them about it and then made my way to next period.

Yeah, now that I remembered this piece of information I went full in remembering details, but trying to not mention every single detail.

Now, to the point of the title of this post. When I came back to the house, I felt a lazy feeling. My Mom cooked pizza for us and I ate it with much satisfaction. I ate a bunch of other foods and managed to convince my Mom to allow me to eat another pizza. I looked at my stomach afterwards when I went down to the basement and read a book. It was fattening! Oh my gosh… I hate being fat. I had not done any exercises after in P.E. they did not do warm-ups. I tried to do at least 10 push-ups, but was barely motivated to do 2 push-ups. It makes feel sad. Usually, I would think about how obese people are struggling with doing exercises and saying it’s hard and say that all you have to do is TRY. But now I understand. I understand it clearly now. I HAVE to get back into shape. Starting from now, I’m going to continue to do exercises and work out my body.

This post just became an inspiration of speech. Lol. But anyway, I’ve pretty much summarized my whole day really simply. I’m sorry, that I have not brought you all REALLY LONG POSTS as much people have requested in the poll on the side of my blog. I don’t have much time. I should not even be writing this now. But I love blogging and it keeps me aware of my days, plus I want to read my daily life when I grow older to the point where I can actually see every detail in these posts. It would be nice. 🙂 EVERYTHING HAS LED UP TO NOW.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! BYE!

-ACP

I Have Feelings For Someone (Already?)


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-ACP

Donations, Girls, School, Lunch … AWESOME DAY!


Hey guys! Andrew here! As I promised from the last post, I said that I was going to present to you a new song or video I would like you to see. This video is actually not a song. Sort of. It’s a funny video with music included. It is called the Harlem Shake. A viral video that has stretched across Youtube and has become almost as huge as the shuffle from Party Rock Anthem. I have given you two of my favorite versions of the Harlem Shake. Boom!

The second one must require a Youtube account where you are 18+ or older. Unfortunately for youngsters, though I got to see it before it was flagged for 18+ or up. 🙂

Okay now to the post!

A lot of crazy and great things happened today. To summarize it I don’t understand how, but I’ll try. Woke up, went to school … actually wait a minute. I did not actually go to the school by bus. I had to wake up early because I had to arrive at the school early to check my recent Common Assessment test I had taken and gotten 80%. Plus I could earn a couple of wings (special certificate prizes from our school) by helping the teachers! I always enjoyed being earlier than others. Not for competition purposes, but I like the school when it is not as busy. Anyway, I had to wake up early. Around 7 o’clock AM in the morning I believe. Then we left around 8 o’clock AM in the morning — where usually I left to school around 8:40-8:50 — and my Mom drove me to school! It was always awkward when she dropped me off at the car riders drop off because there were always SO many people on the bleachers where they sat waiting for classes to start and they would stare at everyone who would enter to entertain their bored minds. This time, I tried to act it a little cool, and act like I was paying attention to the ground or talking to my sister and not so much scanning the crowd. Then, when I got to the front of the room, where the usual security man sat in his chair typing on his computer, I dropped my backpack, took out my agenda, and then left the room like I didn’t care. I mean it wasn’t against anything and I assumed the security man was okay with it because he took a quick look at me and then looked back down. I went to my homeroom class through the building as I went up the 2 staircases up into the second level of the school and went to the “C” wing. Surprisingly it was sincerely empty. No one was in the hall. Better for me so I wouldn’t have to pass anybody and act awkward.

I went to my homeroom teacher, Mrs. Flowers, and got my Agenda signed, realizing also Cameron, a dark-skinned boy, was sitting in Mr. Iverson’s room. I had never seen him in this class. I had only seen him in Health. I gave him a quick “hi” and then went back with a signed agenda to pick up my stuff. Once I brought my stuff into homeroom class I waited around the building. Nothing much to do. I was specifically waiting for Mrs. Harris’s arrival. It took about 30 minutes for her to arrive. Then I picked up the test answers and form-sheets I needed, thanked her, and then made my way. I also helped my Math teacher out with seating just for randoms, then helped Mr. Dyches, my Science teacher, boost a rolling cart full of candies and sodas. I was already full from the breakfast I had back at the house and from the school, so I did not eye at it so thirstily or hungrily. Once that had come to past, the school bell rang which sounded the arrival of the school buses and everyone arrived in classes.

Georgia Studies was quite boring. We just went over our given electives that we had to choose for High School. We barely got to learn anything. Language Arts we took a quick review on The Giver. Math we went over what we learned yesterday about systems and ordered pairs with graphs. It was all relatively easy. Lunch was awesome, though. I had 3 waffles (was supposed to be 2 but I stole one from another plate :mrgreen:) and 3 huge chicken strips with syrup. Cinnamon apples sliced in pieces. And broccoli. Pretty unhealthy, but I wanted something good today! Lunch was also different because as I sat with the girls I was sitting on the other side of the table. I got to see more of the people I usually talked to, which was a lot more preferable. We had fun, and lots of things happened. Though I cannot stress over all details. I got syrup allover my pants, which made me look like I peed in my pants. I gave Courtney and Lucy a hug as they passed by, which caused a ray of questions from the girls around the table, asking if I was going out with either one of them. I got to talk with Mario, and old friend from last Summer. Talked with Avelyn and his friend. Gave Samantha’s boyfriend a pedophile face, which made me chuckle and laugh. A lot more things from now in just one lunch. Biggest thing of all: BRIANA WAS NOT THERE. Woop! Sorry. 🙂

Once we returned from Math class we did our homework and I managed to finish the last problem as we were told to pack up our stuff. Science class was just as fun as Lunch, except with more less events. I earned a Mountain Dew and got to pass it around to others in the class who earned 85% or above in the classes. I got my friend Brian and Nathan to copy over my answers as I was doing vocabulary homework. Leondre, a girl who had never talked with me but hated me with a  passion, actually talked to me while smiling actually and asked me to sneak a soda for her. As I sneaked it she gave me her thanks and laughed. It was a good time overall. We also got to go outside for Science for a little science experiment demonstration thingy. Lol. I stood next to my friend Gizelle (the person who hooked me up with Jessica) and her friend. Gosh, can’t remember her name. xD But anyway as I stood next to her, they started gossiping with me and asked if I wanted to ask Mackenzie to be my girlfriend. She’s pretty. Nice. I love her personality. Complete me. But I don’t want to get into another relationship after I was already in one. I like being single. So I told them “no” and “no” constantly. That continued for until we had to go back into the school building and go to our homerooms. Dropping off my Math book, I waited in line as usual and then left to my connections. P.E. was quite fun actually. I got ACTUAL donations from my friend Haven. Good guy. He gave me an actual $5 dollar. Rare. I know. But he gave it to me for donation of saving for my laptop. Avelyn promised me he was going to give me $20 and then a few of my other friends promised they would give me money. So it’s good so far. Mrs. Turner’s group had to play indoor soccer while the other class got to play outdoor sports or something. It was fun actually. I earned 3 goals for our team, which was nice!

Health was also pretty good. We did bellringers, which is something I dearly dread. Then we went on about learning hormones, private parts of the human body, how the reproductive system worked, and a little about circumcision. I’m a little bit scared now because they say UN circumcised people have a bigger chance of receiving diseases and STDs. Oh God help me! D: During Health class, though, I told Lucy how the girls thought she was my girlfriend after the hug and made a joke saying “Thank you”. She laughed, embarrassed. And then asked what I told them. I said no, of course. But then she said “would it be bad if you were my boyfriend?” and I answered that embarrassed and red cheeks. Trying to find words then she said “I wouldn’t think it would be bad”. At first I laughed at the sentence, but when the sentence actually sunk into my brain I felt completely flattered. 2 girls I could have a possible chance becoming my girlfriend. Including Paige from homeroom who has given me so many hints to ask her out, though I don’t find her quite interesting. Sorry. Then we left Health class afterwards and went to our buses as I talked casually to Mackenzie. We cussed as usual. Talking like boys. And her, ranting about how she did not need to know a single f#ck about private parts and how the body works inside us. Agreeing somewhat, I laughed. Then we separated our ways to the buses.

It was fun in the bus. I got to talk with another girl that liked me called Eladia. She gave me a Valentines chocolate for Valentines which was really sweet then her friend explained to me that she had a crush on me. So yeah. I’ve got the chicks it appears to be. Lol. Anyway, I went home, ate food, gave my progress report I received from Science and got my Dad to sign it. Then my Dad and I went over the common assessment test and now I feel like it is a LOT more clearer to me. Ready for the next one! Then I studied for about an hour and went on the computer for a few until Mom called us for Bible Time and we read the Bible. On an iPad.

Once that was done and we prayed we came to sleep. And now this has all led up to here. As I am writing to you. Hopefully you enjoyed this post! And have a great time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

The Start of a New Week..


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-ACP

A Simple Walk In The Park


I had a dream; a dream I cannot remember at the time but meanwhile, I’ll be talking about today. I woke up, fell back asleep again because I was too lazy to get up early, and then woke up again another hour later, went back to sleep, and repeated the whole thing over again until I decided to get out of my bed. It was around 9 o’clock when I had officially decided to wake up and get back to my life. I wasn’t allowed to eat cereal today, which is pretty odd, I had to eat oatmeal since I hadn’t eaten yesterday oatmeal when Mom hadn’t even told me about it (how was I supposed to know?). Anyway, my sister’s, Patricia and Annabelle, and my brother, Matthew, were in the leaving room, watching as Patricia was playing Super Mario Galaxy 2.

After that, Matthew started playing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2 on the Wii and I just used the computer. I don’t know why, but I was not in the mood for video games. Actually I haven’t really liked playing video games at all, unless it would come to Call of Duty or some other game that would suit my taste nowadays. After that, we left to the Farmer’s Market to shop for some groceries and then came back with a hand-full of groceries. Dad watched Tennis just after we arrived and Matthew and I was hanging out with King and Savino. Nicholas came along too and then so did Logan with his brother Frankie.

Once 2 o’clock hit Mom had told my sisters, my brother, and I to come inside to eat lunch. King decided to join us, Savino irritated by that decision, decided not to come. He hung out with Nicholas outside, counting the dots of a ripstick while King, my family, and I ate rice, with chunks of spicy meats and some veggies. When we finished, Savino gave his annoying ‘pissed off’ look and bothered me the whole day with a lot of “Man! You didn’t invite me!”, “That sucks” and so on. :S Afterwards, Noah joined us for a game of bounty hunter since Simon (who had come later on in the day) and I had gotten too impatient to wait for Thierry, Kerry, and Marvin to come out side. It eventually ended when Mom said we were going to the park, in which everybody decided to come except for Logan. 😦

I was sort of disappointed that Nicholas had decided to come. He was very annoying along the way. Especially when my sisters had left with their friend Nicole to see Nicole’s brother play a football game in the Shorty Howell Suwanee Park. We came walked around the park with the whole group (Simon and I stuck together throughout the walk) and eventually came near the game field. Along we saw a lot of people we knew: Chelsea, Michael, Brandon, Patricia, Nicole, Ashley (in which she was embarrassed in front of her cheer-leader mates because Nicholas had the audacity to scream out “ASHLEY!! HI!! I LOVE YOU!”), and Annabelle. It was nice. A simple walk through the park while watching a tough, intensive football game. 🙂

Afterwards, we went home and saw Logan, Frankie, Abraham, Jojo, and this other kid I can’t properly name. Mom and Dad dropped off Simon at his house, and Nicole was inside our house, sleeping over. Okay, okay. Decent day overall. Nothing depressing or saddening about today.