I Have Found an Excellent Opportunity

Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new announcement post about my blog. Reason, in short, for not being able to post as frequently lately is because I’m in high-school and in high-school I have a lot of priorities and things I wanna do. For the most, I’m in Cross Country (which has been a splendid experience) and being in Cross Country there’s a lot of committment involved in doing the sport. I’ve just recently finished a 5K Race for Cross Country, which takes up about 4-5 hours of my day after school. I also have been involved in prestigous clubs that will look good for my college portfolio. One of them I’m taking is Science Olympia, a really fun group that studies many different topics of scientific builds, chemistry, labs, etc. The class, itself (such as Accelerated Math, and Honors Language Arts, Biology) have been difficult to keep up with on grades since I have so little time left to study for the subjects. High-school’s a pain and struggle, but also a delight in summarization. If you’re homeschooled, you really aren’t aware what you’re missing if you’re not in a public high-school and this is coming from a person who’s been homeschooled for technically 12 and half years of my life.

To the point of this point, I have found an opportunity to able to post more for you guys. Right now, currently, I am typing on the Media Center computer at the high-school I’m going to. If you don’t know what the Media Center is, it’s basically the library except with lots of visual features and many, many computers that are available 24/7. So, I’ve decided to take my free-time before my 5th period (which we call here advisement [which is 30 minutes]) to post to you guys/girls or anyone who is reading. Plus, I feel a lot more satisfied with myself when I’m writing or typing down articles and gets some emotions of my chest. It’s weird I know. A 14 year old boy, like me, with a blog. If any of my high-school friends at the high-school I’m going to saw my blog, they’d laugh at me for sure, but writing is my talent! And I love it, even if I’m not the best at it.

So, without further ado, and without going so poetic with my writing, I am signing off and hopefully you’ve acknowledged what I’ve just typed down the majority of this time, or otherwise this would all be in vain.

So, bye!

Enjoy your time wherever you are!


The Normality Of Tuesday

Today was sort of calm, and soothing. It was a dull day. Which automatically made my day much better. Plus, I was assigned for more assignments, a 2nd semester webquest (AKA, brochure), and GUM and Vocabulary is showing up again in the OLS, so I can catch up with its progress. I didn’t have any CCS, which was very good. So, when I started Social Studies, I got assigned to write an article on paper about the Chernobyl Nuclear Disaster. I took about an hour and a half to finish it. So, when I eagerly decided to go on with school, I felt like gazing at the sky, or reading a book. I think I’m about 156 pages done with the Order of the Phoenix.

So, I went on with the rest of the day. It sort of felt boring. Oh, and FYI, I figured out that at 8 AM I was actually supposed to be at an ALP Languge Arts CCS. Today was so normal, that hardly anything happened. Otherwise than going to the library and getting a new and cool book called the Last Battle of the Icemark. It seems like an interesting plot and story. I’m planning to finish the book in less than a month or so. So, when I was done reading about 28 pages of that book, American Idol went on. My favorite person James, was the best person who performed tonight. Brett my second favorite guy was a-okay. I just hope America agrees with me that James did really good, and votes for him, cause I didn’t see and extroadinary talent in anybody else.

I hope the ladies will be on fire on the next tournament. 😉 See, this day was sort of plain. So, I have really nothing else to say.

First Time I’ve Ever Been Severely In Trouble (With GCA)

Yeah, this is actually, the worst of all days in my whole life. I’ll explain. When I woke up this morning, and skipped my breakfast so I could get to Language Arts CCS, I was having fun, knowing that I was in my favorite class in the world, besides Social Studies CCS and Science CCS (well, Science, because it’s the only chat class). But, when I finished my Language Arts CCS, I got a call from somebody anonymously I didn’t know, until I called them back, because there was a phone connection, and heard on the voice mail it was my homeroom teacher: Ms. Lauen. So, she called back 5 minutes after I left her a voice-mail, and she asked me first if she could speak with my dad  or mom, but mom was at work, and dad was upstairs having an important online meeting.

So, I told her they were busy, and she asked if I was missing some CCS’s lately, and I said sometimes, and then she stated that she just got word that I was cussing, which was weird, I don’t exactly remember cussing at all. At least in CCS. When dad finally got off his meeting, he went directly to the phone so he could talk this over with my home room teacher. So, when they talked, I overheard (since the phone was so loud) that Ms. Lauen got word from a Social Studies teacher catching me cussing. She also got a picture. Well, I was suspicious at that point, because our teacher didn’t need to get a picture, she needed to just get the recording (which she always does, and it would show everything).

So, I started thinking two theories: somebody logged as my user, and cussed on it, OR, my Social Studies teacher, who kind of ignores me, took a blank picture, and edited it. Well, when my dad was done, he went back to the laptop, as if this never happened. I WAS STILL THINKING IN MY MIND, I couldn’t have done that. I don’t remember cussing at all during class, this whole idea, made me shiver, literally, for 30 minutes, and my stomach kept feeling hot, and toppled on. I seemed stressed on something I’d never done. But, why? That’s what I was asking myself. But, dad said to just leave it, and they will later on than say what to do, well, I went on with the rest of school. I skipped Social Studies class of course today, since it was an enrichment, along, with Science, since I was too angry to be around Mary at the time.

So, I did Math CCS, I had plenty of fun, learning more about some geometrical prisms, oh and some smart people actually turned from Advanced Math CCS, into Regular Math CCS, like me. I felt like saying “in your face showoffs!!”, but I thought I’d better not. I was still thinking every 15 minutes about me getting caught cussing. It made my stomach turn, and my temperature went up. I think by 2 degrees. I did my OLS, which turned out very slow. I did my Social Studies, on Russia, and then checked out all of my notes for my Research Paper, unfortunately, I realized m organized outline, wasn’t organized, and the notes I took were from Europe, not freaking Russia, so I overdid again my organized outline, and this time it was organized.

I couldn’t note at all, because most of the Russian study sites were from .com, and our teacher told us specifically TODAY, that most trustworthy sites that don’t give you problems would be .gov, .mil, .org, and .net. And the only thing I found from those, was the Groiler’s Online Encyclopedia. Well, my teacher always said that we needed to study from two websites about a topic if we wouldn’t go to the library for information, but I thought, why not go to the library for studying instead? So, I asked dad and mom if they can bring me to the library, well, my mom said you can go anywhere, besides a club, so she could sleep. My dad said, we were absolutely going, so I was physched.

I continued with the rest of school, I provided some fruits and vegetables for my stomach, oh and BTW, I’m almost 6ft tall. It’s amazing, I’m growing, I’m like 5 ft 8 inch. It’s cool, but I still wanna get shorter since my head constantly hits my room door. Lol. Anyways, my stomach again and again kept expanding, and hurting, thinking about my trouble, but finally, my dad reported we were about to leave. So, I grabbed my laptop, for online studying, and my notebook, so I could write paragraphs down from the books. It took us 20 minutes to get to the library, since we needed to stop at Walmart, and than stop by the gas station. I was acrasia in the car, because Anabelle wouldn’t stop shutting up, and she kept mumbling the word: fuck.

Yes, we are a crazy family. Patricia, well she was okay, and so was Matthew, except for the fact, he kept making farting noises. When we finally arrived, I grabbed a stool, and looked around for books, I also noticed, the moment I entered the store, I saw this dude with long light blonde hair, nose piercings, lip piercings, and tattoos allover his knuckles, and plus his pants were hanging, I thought I’d just met the Blessthefall guitar player, but I was too afraid to go to him, so I went on with my look, and eventually found a lost piece, that ought to excuse the library woman so I can ask her for some Russian books, I eventually went to her, and gave her the lost piece of parchment, and than asked for some Russian books, she eventually helped me find a huge stack of books.

I studied and studied, until two teenage, Indian girls, came on the same table with me, except it was 4 feet away from me, they were mentioning about how they had a test due 2 hours, and they were dramatizing, so, just to help my mood, this Asian dude, came passed me a couple of times, and then eventually we looked and each other, and mouthed the words constantly: HI! He reminded me so much of Simon. At the time, he walked up to me, and said wassup, and asked for my grade, I said I was in 6th,and he said he was in third grade. Well, he didn’t look too much like a third grader, he looked more like a 4th grader, plus we kept on saying stuff like middle schoolers. Than eventually, that Blessthefall dude, came across us, and the 3rd grader kept saying, who the heck is that hairy guy? And I said shut up, and then I said don’t Chinese people like those hair styles, he actually stated he was Korean, but wasn’t offended, because I was not offending him.

Afterwards, I asked the dude, if he was in a band, and the guy gave me this small, and scared look at me, and said: no. I immediately put my hands to my mouth, and kept gasping. I looked so stupid back there. The 3rd grader eventually mentioned his name: Joseph, and said I was stupid, and I said I know, eventually, when he had to leave, the last person I’d expect in this kind of library was Patricia’s friend. The pervert. She came around, and than, still kept bossing Patricia around and moved them place to place, they eventually went into a restricted area for teens, which was when I had told them they weren’t allowed. They left, and Anabelle was making imitations.

Eventually, when we had to go, Patricia’s friend followed my dad around, and then finally asked if Patricia could come over, I realized that they had been following us, but keep listening to the story, he said no, and then she eventually asked if she could come over. Patricia clearly stated no, and so did my dad, so she gave Patricia a hug, and then went back to her mom, I still gave her my evil glare. We went inside the car, and I officially told Patricia and Anabelle they had been following us, they didn’t believe me. But, watch this, when I got home, mom told us that Patricia’s friend just left 30 minutes ago, and that she told them that we were at the library, dad and I looked at Patricia, and we knew she was following us.

Backstabber, Patricia kept defending, but eventually, she didn’t have to, because Patricia’s friend came to our house again, and asked during the time, I was looking with my mom and dad the cuss words the teacher caught me saying, well I was exasperating alright. Patricia’s friend kept hogging it in so she could inside and play, she didn’t take no for an answer, so eventually she got to come inside. Dad, mom and I eventually sent messages to the teacher explaining it wasn’t me, now the rest really is too hard to talk about, but I’ve already made this post long enough.

One Of The Things I Like About My Life Is Being Liberating

Ah, the wonderful things I can do in life. Recently, I’ve been sleeping ti’ll 8 to 9am which is kind of a problem, but still, it’s amazing. I can actually sleep properly now. I don’t have to feel oppressed about waking up around 6 in the morning. I can gladly wake-up with no problems during the morning. Now, lets get to the real point. Today I woke up, around 7 getting ready to go downstairs, but I heard something making noises downstairs, so I went back to sleep. I later then woke up around 8 in the morning, feeling free. The only problem is that all my sisters and brothers were up and running like crazy. Sometimes my brother Matthew just loves to irritate me. That’s the only thing I have to disagree about him. Soon enough, I figured I had no elluminates so I could finish my subjects.

I had to study Latin America, which most of you know about. It’s basically South America including Mexico. I’m still wondering how come it didn’t arrive in the three biggest countries. Oh, South America is a continent. Forgot. Lol. I had a lot of notes to write down about it, like the highest mountain and the longest lakes. Soon enough, I was already finished with half of my subjects. I was really looking forward to going to the library today and getting the book Percy Jackson the Last Olympian (a few days ago [when I didn’t mention it in a post] my dad said that the book was finally ready to be picked up) so it looks like I’m finishing the series. Soon, when we got to the library I was welcomed. Once I got home I was already at page 65. Wow. Impressive of me. Then, my mom and dad decided watching How I Met Your Mother then Two And A Half Men which now I have to agree is strongly mature for my age.

After we did quiet time, I was reading Percy Jackson upstairs in my room. My brother already fell asleep and I ended up reading ti’ll page 101 until 12 hit. That’s when I got PUnished with my own book (though not hard). It was a good day, the feeling of freedom was the best part about today. I thank myself for that.