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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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

So Far I’m Doing Well …


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. I’m just trying to get back into the vibe of things. You know; with the daily posting on my blog. Something I used to do… Unfortunately, I know for a fact I will not be able to accomplish that unless I make a big change in my schedule. It might come to that since I find my blog so important, but we’ll see. For now I won’t be posting daily until High-School allows me to breathe. So, as usual, we start with the video/song of the day. Today will be a video from BestofVine. Something I’ve been watching a lot. For those who don’t know what “Vine” is and has been living under a rock, I shall explain briefly. It’s a website/app that allows you to record 6 second videos. Trust me, it doesn’t sound like much can come from a 6 second video, but you will be shocked at how creative and funny the videos can be. So here’s the video, enjoy!

I will upload more in the future, but for now. Enjoy the 6 second video. Now to the day.

I don’t have much time to write a long post without typing so fast my parents would come to me and yell at me for not doing homework regarding I have a big test on Biology, but whatever. I’ll make through (which means probably not).

My usual wake-up schedule, usually, is around 5:30 in the morning. By that time the outside is so dark. My Mom usually wakes me up or somehow miraculously I wake up just a few minutes before I’m supposed to be awoken. Take in mind I must be at the bus around 6:28. Today was an exception. I was to leave a bit early and have my Mom drive me to the school so I could get some extra help on my Math homework. I ate break-fast, worked on remaining homework, brushed teeth, then got ready to leave with my stuff all organized in my backpack. My Mom drove me to the High-School, like usual, in the dark, which of course somewhat frightened me since she wasn’t as good of a driver as Dad (nobody tell her I said that).

I went to the Math teacher, Mrs. Medina, and got help. We were working on Substitution, but in her class, she had a reputation for teaching a topic and then in the homework some of the actual questions we studied on were in the homework while others we just had to improvise. I’m not a good improviser. Especially in Math. So this was my 5th time, approximately, visiting her. I was an active visitor, if Mrs. Medina had to say herself. Once I finished with being helped, I went to my next period. P.E.; yeah, I have P.E. at 7:10 in the morning. It feels great. I’m being serious and also sarcastic, if that makes sense. I hope it does.

P.E. was just average today. Though I always had much fun talking to Michael (another friend of mine) and his friend Michelle. I usually stayed on the lower floor of the Gym room to practice my basketball shots, but I got tired of doing the same thing. Tomorrow, I plan on doing Soccer. So far, I believe I have a 100% in P.E.; which means I got a perfect attendance in that class until I get the tests in P.E., then my grade will slowly drop.

Next class, Language Arts. Nothing really exciting occurred in that classroom. Most of the kids are malcontent there, or at least that’s the feel I’m getting. We worked on specific definitions regarding the main idea of Characters. Right now we’re building on our Grammar House. It probably doesn’t make sense to you, which is understandable. I’ll try to get a picture of the work next time I post something. I have an 89% in that class. Just one more percent and I’ll have an A. It feels great to have A’s in a subject. Makes me feel smart!

Biology came after. We did a big classwork project, as usual, in class where we had to associate with other people in the class as group members. I honestly felt the teacher, Mrs. Labocetta or Mrs. Cabral for short, was a fast teacher. More in the sense of she went to fast for me to learn much, but I kind of liked it. It put me to work to listen to her and plus my brain is very adaptive to personalities, unless you’re just impossible. xD Once we finished the big classwork project we were sent to next class with regards of studying for the big 40-50 question test. I sincerely need to make a really good grade on this test and should be studying for it right now.

Once I went to Math class, we focused on working the homework from yesterday. I coughed up a couple of jokes in the class and entertained the class for a little bit, but then focused the majority of the time. I also beat-boxed in the class more than any other class. It’s normal for others, but today was the first day I beat-boxed, so Vanessa, my best friend, in front of me, was ooing and awwing at how impressive I was at beat-boxing and the others admired it too. I honestly did not do beat-boxing for attention. That is just one of the perks, folks!

Next was French. Before we actually have “French” class in “French” class, we have advisement because right after advisement we have to go to Lunch. So once we all went to Lunch, I sat with another good friend of mine I just made this year named Casey. I helped him with the homework for French since I was assuming that since I had other things to worry about over the weekend he would have his homework finished and he could help me with the answers. And “no” it is not cheating cause I’m not copying off of him. It’s help. I just want to get that across. One Lunch was over, we went to class and went over the days of the week and months in French and tried to practice saying “What is the date of today/tomorrow/yesterday/your birthday”, which failed miserably until she got to Keiland, Charisma, and some others including me, who answered perfectly. She got a bit angry, so it wasn’t a really nice time for the class. Otherwise it was pretty fun.

Digital Technology was the next class in which I walked with Casey too. In great time to know, we had another big project added to our list. One studying on big things like jobs we wanted for college and what the salary and income of that job was required and what the standards were needed to be met and what other extra classes we had to take to get a better chance to be in that job. It was really eye-opening for me, to understand the struggle my parents have to go through.

After Digital Technology was over, I stayed over in school–like I usually do–and went to Cross Country. Today we had a hard run of 400 meter hills in which we had to do 6 times. It was extremely stressful because if we couldn’t accomplish all six we would not be able to run the Wesleyan Race, which is this Saturday. I did all six, surprisingly for me, and got in front of my group I belonged to and got in front of the group who was ranked above me. It felt rewarding and extremely tiring because when we were finished we had to have a cool-down of running from the trail we ran back to the school which is a 2 mile run. I don’t understand how that is a cool-down but whatever, the coaches say, I do, is what I think. I ran back to the school with the whole JV Cross Country group and then had to do as much push-ups we could do in 30 seconds and 50 ab-workouts of any kind and then do 2 minute planks. Brutal. Believe me. Then we left and went home.

Usually my Mom picks me up after Cross Country, so I went that way and told her all the great news of today. Great grades and a good run today. Tomorrow, though, I’m having a Recovery run which is so nice for me since I ran the hard 400 meter hills today. Yes baby! 😀

Once I came back home, I watched some Youtube. Listened to some music, studied for my homework, and then am blogging to you! All of the events have led up to now.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

A Fight and The Police?


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Ignoring the fact that I’ve missed a lot of days on my blog, I will continue this post. Our song/video of the day is a song called Innocence by Nero. Good band. Good song. The music video is a little bit weird or peculiar I should say. Either way, enjoy!

The day was really surprising. To get you updated on the past few days I’ve been missing: there is a new kid on our bus. The past school days his assigned bus seat has messed up the whole seating for everyone on the bus. A few days ago I was victim to this and was the only one left without a seat to sit in. Eventually, I was forced to sit in the front with the sixth graders. It was quite embarrassing, but I got through. I also did 2 Math quizzes and stayed home from school because I was sick. Fortunately, Brian had gotten checked out as well for a dentist appointment, which meant we could hang out while everyone was at school. It was sweet. That seems to be all up to this day.

I was victim, once again, to being the only one without a seat on the bus, but for some reason I kept my confidence in me today and decided to sit with someone randomly. Not in a rude way, but in a way that I wasn’t afraid to sit next to someone I did not know. It worked fine, altogether. I talked and chatted with Markel, Bryan, and Erick the whole drive up to the school. The only unique aspect of today when Bryan, Markel, and I walked into the school was that DeJesus (it is pronounced “da hay suze”) talked with us on the way. It’s not that I do not like the guy, but the two of us haven’t been so social or at least we did not talk so much in school. We talked almost as if we were friends on the way.

Homeroom was quite boring. Of course, some dilemma went on with Mrs. Flowers and the students misbehaving. Honestly, the accusations of students being loud or social is beginning to become irritating. Hopefully Mrs. Flowers doesn’t read this. xD We had a speaker in class who represented a lot of stories and facts about the Holocaust. I learned a lot of new things in the Holocaust. Such as how the Jews were transported to the camps and how they took showers and how the bread and food was made and when it was delivered along with other gruesome details. Besides that, I learned a lot about the Holocaust. The speaker eventually gave us a paper clip to keep with us. I’m not quite sure or at least I don’t remember why we were supposed to hold it. It probably had something to do with remembering the Jews. The speaker also did make some very good points about how we also, in some ways, act like the Nazis to each other. In conclusion, I loved the speaker’s speech. The whole class applauded afterward, which was quite surprising according to how my class was. I won’t say much more about my class than that. xD

In Language Arts we continued reading Anne Frank’s Diary, only it was in a play. It was quite stupid. I never really liked plays, but I never hated them. It’s weird. We also did a large post test in Language Arts which took about the whole class time of 50-60 minutes to finish 30 questions in the book. Luckily, the test was going to be graded depending on the questions we actually filled in. So no worries there.

Math was difficult. The post test took a long while to solve the questions and a lot of the questions involved graphing and algebraic equations. Altogether, those are the easiest topics in Math for me. But the test made the answers really hard to solve in just two minutes. Thankfully, I did around 35-40 questions out of 50 questions in the spare amount of time of 50 minutes. In Lunch, though, an unfortunate event occurred. Liam (finally I know his name), who usually sat next to Andrew Peterson (who is now not at our school anymore :() at the tables decided to sit next to Vanessa and I. At first, there were no spots, but then I sat exactly next to Vanessa on the table facing Liam. Brianna, though, came into the situation and started to cuss Liam out and tell him to go away. He went away. I felt bad. I wanted to go sit with him. But I was feared that the teachers might think of me weird if I just randomly got off my seat when there were nearly hundreds of students in the cafeteria sitting down and my head would pop out of the crowd. Eventually, Vanessa and I witnessed Liam crying when he left the Cafeteria. My heart sunk. I felt horrible. I had to make it up to him next time. Vanessa and I proposed to sit next to Liam at the lunch tables from now on. I felt a little better, but then worsened emotionally when I exited the hallway after Math class ended and saw Liam and tried to talk to him about Vanessa and I sitting with him for now on. Unfortunately, he just walked past me with a glare. Like he hated me now. It was awful.

Science lightened up a little bit. I hung out with Bryan in class and also with Mackenzie, Gizelle, and a lot of other people while Mr. Dyches tries miserably to get everyone’s attention. I always tried to focus and stay on topic, but for some reason in class today, I could not focus. I felt like I was betraying Mr. Dyches. On the other note, Mason (a guy in my class) had taken Birthday Punches from another Brian in our class and it actually hurtful bruises on his skin. It made me worry if I got into a fight with Brian and that happened to my face. Eventually, we left to Connections. P.E. really sucked. At least I sucked at P.E.; the only good aspect of P.E. was hanging out with my best friends. Otherwise, P.E. really sucked today. As if I have not said that before.

Drama was a little bit more interesting. I finished a few assignments left for me to accomplish in Drama, then read “The Host” in class while sitting next to a girl called Simmon. She is really nice. And I think she has a slight thing for me, but I like her because she’s sweet and I don’t really like her into a state of love. More like a good friend. We talked and exchanged stories of where we were originally born. Tanner, on my side, constantly goofed off, doing stupid stuff during the whole class. I could honestly say that Drama was a lot better than P.E.; for today at least.

I finally went on the bus and found myself a seat next to Markel. When everyone finally settled into the bus, we drove to our homes. At one point in the bus, a fight between Xavion and Matt broke out. Not fist fight, but more of a cussing fight. They started cussing and cussing until the bus driver had to stop them. Then Jessie said a joke to ridicule the conversation when Matt told Jessie to shut-up. Bad choice. Jessie came up to Matt while on the drive and pounced on him, punching him. Everyone was hooting and yelling. Erick, who was on the left side of this fight pulled Jessie off. This fight took place behind my seat and I was shocked. Matt had red marks on his face. I was surprised. After that, when Jessie and Matt were dropped off, Matt made his way to his house and Jessie made his way to his house with his sister Melanie when I saw the evilest smile created by Jessie. It almost scared me a little bit. It also made me wonder. What if I got into a fight with Jessie? He was only in the 6th grade, yet he knew how to fight. So did I! But I was not used to taking a punch to the face very often. It made me think up all the way till I got off the bus and began talking to Erick. I told Erick how I felt while Miles came outside of his house and tried to convince us how to play football. Erick helped me with some fighting techniques and some stances. He gave me a few medium tried punches that eventually numbed out my whole arm for 5 minutes. It was worth it. I used to have a large pain tolerance. I could take punches and fight, but after I started playing video games I lost my effort.

Afterwards, Markel came out and Miles, Erick, and I went with him to my cul-de-sac. Markel and Miles played Basketball while Erick started playing with his BB gun and I played with the bow and arrow. We did that for about 10 minutes and then we back to the front yard to Markel. Eventually, all of us got bored of staying up there and Erick’s BB gun needed gas in order for it to work. We went to Erick’s house and had him refill his gun with gas. Eventually, I told the crew that I wanted to go back inside to do my homework. Unfortunately, I ended up watching a 1 hour episode of Dr. Who with my Mom and then started to blog. In the middle of blogging, a man came up the door. I saw him from the corner of my eye through the window. He seemed to be Islamic or Muslim judging by the pillow hat on his hair and his long beard. He came inside and Mom said she needed me. I came to the man and he told me of a situation that his car window was broken . . .

Now let me let you know, this guy lived literally across the street from me, so I was shocked to here this. Though, surprisingly, I handled the situation and information calmly. I let the man know what I did with my friends. The man described the window to be hit by a ball. Uh-oh. I was worried at this point. Had Markel and Miles messed up something while Erick and I were in the backyard? I asked if I could see the damage and woo. It was a huge costly damage. It looked like the window was hit with a hammer. I also noticed some BB bullets. Okay. I was now literally panicking. How? We never shot the car! NOWHERE CLOSE! I told the man that I could get one of my friends to assess me in the situation since the man said that he had a witness tell him that there were three people involved in the act. I got Erick. Only guy I could think of. Once I got him, I told him about everything. Even the part where the man also said they were going to call the cops. He came with me and I told him to be very honest. There was nothing we could hide. We came and Erick saw it. He was surprised too. We got more information from this man and constantly and repetitively told him what we did. He didn’t seem convinced and kept saying that there were boys playing around. Then he said that these boys ran away after the witness heard the noise. Two major things in this case. One. We never ran. Nowhere close to it. Second. We never heard a glass break. Let alone I never even knew there was a broken glass until this man came up to me. I told the man and eventually some of the other neighbors came out. David also came out. Shocked. The man got the witness, which surprisingly was Sarah’s Mom. She said she heard the noise and saw people running afterwards in David’s house. Two other major points. I remembered when we were entering the neighborhood that I saw Sarah’s Mom waiting at the door. At first I thought Sarah was in trouble, but it never seemed to be anything. So, obviously, from there, I assumed that the car window broke before we were in school. Plus, the suspects RAN into David’s house. How more evidence can you get from that?

Now I’m not racist and I LOVE Mexicans and all other races with a passion. But David’s father immediately got indignant in his words and then spoke with my Mom saying that he lived in this neighborhood for 13 years and nothing like this ever happened and that he did not like it when he was put on blame because he was Spanish. First of all, nothing was mentioned of this guy’s race. Plus, I do not like it when people just say that to get out of trouble. And plus, how can you say David is such a goody too shoes when his crew got high and drunk two weekends ago. It all was fishy. I came home afterwards, being dismissed by the man with the broken car window and he gave us our thanks. Erick then left and I came back home. My Dad eventually came around the time we were about to come back home. He finally got the situation and started arguing with my Mom saying that I did not have the guts to admit it was me even if it was me. REALLY? Finally. A situation where I’m not involved and for sure as heck my friends did not do it, my Dad is against me. I do understand him from the point that in my past I have been untrustworthy. Understandable. But last time something this bad happened was when Mrs. Kacey (in our old neighborhood) accused me of holding a power outage in my hand and pulling it out of the ground, which of course was not true. It is just frustrating. Altogether a really crazy day. ALL OF THESE EVENTS HAVE LED UP TO NOW.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! BYE!

-ACP

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

Blogging Allows Me To Think Freely


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. I actually enjoy posting these “daily life” posts. It allows me to think freely and expose my feelings. Though this blog IS public and people could easily read my feelings, I find this to my relaxing/ranting area where I don’t feel a sudden tendency to not express myself. On better thoughts, here is the song for today! It is Taylor Swift – I Knew You Were Trouble, except remixed with dubstep. Hopefully you all ENJOY! 😀

Okay, so today. Interesting day. I was driven to school early today because I decided to check my Test form in Science like I mentioned in my last post. This time, instead of a normal drive to the car-rider’s drop off, there was a huge line in front of our car. My whole family, besides my Dad, was in the car. My brother then decided to tell us that he forgot his homework, which gave my Mom the idea to drive him home after she dropped us off. Within 2 minutes of impatient waiting from my Mom, she drove to the side of the curb where the cars that had already dropped off their children drove through and dropped my sister and I in front of the road. We panicked. What in the world was she doing? It was daring, but my sister and I got out of the car. What felt like hundreds of staring faces stared at us during our walk to the car-driver entrance we actually walked normally to the entrance. It was an easy pass way to class since today was Tuesday and we did not have to have a pass.

I entered in Mr. Dyches’s class pretty normal. There were already a couple of students in the class that were in line for asking for help or questions. Surprisingly, I saw Haven in the classroom. We greeted each other with acknowledging smiles. The good part of the waiting was that Mr. Dyches preferred me as his best student so he immediately gave me his attention even after students came before me. I told him of my problems and then got the test to go over. Turns out, as I expected, I only missed 2 questions out of 45 questions. So I pretty much made a 95% or above, according to my calculations. Haven also let me borrow his $5 to pay for one Gatorade which was only $1.25. So that was awesome!

Eventually the bell rang and school started. School was pretty eventful. Cole started shaking uncontrollably in Georgia Studies class and in homeroom because he said he was nervous for his submission and whether he was going to be accepted. In Language Arts, Mrs. Harris changed seating completely. There were tables that contained chairs in pairs. So two people were seated in a horizontal line at one table. I had a girl named Karla (a friend of Shirlign) sit next to me. We knew each other so we were pretty “chill” around each other. Lol. Gosh, I regret using that term. I exchanged a few jokes with her and she of course laughed irresistibly. xD I helped her as well with the test grades we were going over for the common assessment. Math was a lot more fun. I made many jokes with my friend Andrew and Samantha then the subject of Samantha’s posture came up and made the conversation even more funnier but awkward for Samantha. I enjoyed the time very well. We were learning a new method of mean in Math called M.A.D (Mean Absolute Deviation). It’s a long process, especially without a calculator, but it’s easy altogether, depending on your patience and speed. Lunch was extremely fun, especially with all the food I had. I brought my Chocolate Chip Cookies that my aunt, Tania bought me during the Easter Hunt. I also had the Gatorade I got from Haven’s money because I saved up. On top of that I had the school lunch. So I have to admit it was a satisfactory lunch. 🙂

Science was a little bit less eventful, but more of the events were important. We learned more about magnets and got to see some cool demonstrations about how magnets attracted iron. It was cool. Brian wasn’t in the class though, so I asked Mr. Dyches if I could sit next to Mackenzie. If you guys don’t know, I asked her out a long while back. Unfortunately she rejected, but we are still good friends. We talked a lot, but not so much that we could not pay attention to the lesson. Unlike other kids who were acting ignorant and laughing at stupid things. I don’t want to delve into that right now. Eventually, during the class, I called Mr. Dyches next to me when Mackenzie left to the bathroom and told him about how much I adored him as a teacher. He IS my favorite teacher and that’s a lot to say for someone who teaches Science. He makes the subject fun and he’s a nice teacher! Understandable. Nice. And cares so much for his students. Unfortunately people in class take advantage of him, but I let him know how I felt about his teaching and told him that he needs to continue his work and that I appreciate what he does. He thanked me and I brightened his heart. He then continued to his work with a smile. I felt a lot better doing that. To get it off my chest.

P.E. after Science class was really uneventful. We went outside to play Basketball or Four Square. I did unexceptionally in Basketball. I missed many shots and the sun was beating hard on my head and neck. Nothing big there. I talked to Eric and Avelyn in P.E.; to Eric about random thing, but to Avelyn about having each other over at each other’s houses during Spring Break. Drama though was a lot better. Brody wasn’t in school and plus Tanner was next to me, so I got a better time focusing. I finished the Drama quiz quite easily and in speed. I am confident I made a 90% or higher, if not a 100%. Yes! Though I was slow on the worksheet we did. Especially when Shane and Paul kept the Dictionary books to themselves when I had to define the words used in the plays. I never really liked Worksheets. Even in Math.

Bus ride home was a little bit more fun. I was the attention of the bus and I made funnier jokes. With Brian gone, I took his place in moving to the back of the bus and made funnier jokes to others. I even got some of the girls who would give me ugly looks on the bus to laugh. Finally, when it was time for me to get off the bus with Sarah and Patricia, I told Sarah of my crazy experience with my Mom driving to the side of the curb at the drop-off. She was surprised at it too, but now when I look at it, I think it is pretty awesome. c: I came back home and studied then did Bible Time. All the events have led up to this time.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

I Get Locked Out of School?!


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Video of the day is from the newest ASDF movie. ASDF movie 6! Really funny and incomprehensibly stupid, but the two mix well with each other. MKB brought to my attention about ASDF movie 6 and I realized I NEVER posted a video about it. So, I shall! Enjoy!

Now after you have watched that video, I hope you now will be in a good mood in reading this post. If you have not watched the video, I still highly suggest you watch it, but anyway, let’s begin the day. Let me just skip in to the part where I get into the school. My Mom drives me to school early because my sister has to go early and I just decide I’ll go because I love socializing with the teachers. Plus, I thought it was Tuesday, Teacher Enrichment Day. It was always awkward whenever I entered into the car riders drop off zone because it felt like a thousand people, whom were sitting in the bleachers posted against the group, stared at you. It was especially awkward for me because I felt like they looked at me with such disgust of the acne on my face. Especially when yesterday my Mom put hot onions on my zits, which caused the white-green juice to come to the top and retreat from its inside roots. It looked disgusting, I’ll even admit. It was also embarrassing. I went to the teacher who was always posted at the back wall with his laptop. I told him if I could go see Mrs. Flowers (my homeroom) since it was Tuesday. He looked at me quite confused but more in a “are you stupid?” look. He said he did not know of any meetings with teachers today. I looked at him confused. It’s Tuesday! Teachers meet up! I was seriously face-palming in my mind. He told me that I needed to get my Agenda signed from my homeroom teacher in order to get my stuff upstairs.

I did so. And then came back figuring out it was REALLY Wednesday. I had lied to Mrs. Flowers, saying that I needed to talk to Mrs. Harris. The lie played out nicely and I got my stuff from my backpack. Another student was in the classroom of Mrs. Harris and the teacher herself. So it was just us three. I tried to find things to ask about to my Language Arts teacher while I could, but honestly, I could not find much to talk about. So, I just sat awkwardly in my seat, pretending to be studying on the muscle chart for P.E.; it was a lot of work to remember. Triceps, biceps, deltoid, gastrocnemius, quadriceps, trapezius, gluteus maximus, hamstrings, soleus, etc. Eventually the other student left, seeming happy to be gone. I saw Mr. Dyches across Mrs. Harris’s room opening the door to his locked, dark classroom. Finally. Somebody interesting that I actually like. I really like Mr. Dyches. Probably one of my favorite teachers, especially a teacher of Science. I helped him stack the chairs in his room while also giving him some advice on what he should do about a test being taken on Friday when we just started learning the unit of machines. We discussed until finally Mr. Dyches left the room for something and I heard the bell ring. I quickly left the classroom, with my backpack, and went to get some lunch. Good ol’ Cinnamon Toast Crunch with Chocolate Milk. I made it into a cereal of course and enjoyed it!

Georgia Studies was pretty boring. We went down into the “D” Computer Lab, which was in another part of the school building another story down. We had to take a test in the lab. Unfortunately, while everyone else signed into their profiles for the test, my computer was acting funny. I could not sign in. So all I did was help Brian on my side. I gave him answers by typing the letter choice on the computer. It was a stealthy way of tactically cheating. Which of course is not a good thing, but yet brilliantly done. Finally, halfway when the time in our lab was done, Mr. Iverson came down into the Lab and helped my problem. It now worked. I quickly went through the 50 problems. Most of them were on things I was not quite sure on. Things we learned in the past. Ugh. Mrs. Flowers made a depressing announcement that the best grade made was an 82% (this was while I was still doing my test) and said that others made 78% or failing. It scared me. I did not need a failing grade. At least a 90% or above. Finally, I was the last to leave with a few others because I was late on the test. I left the room by myself, completely lost as to where to go. I thought I found my way when I saw a set of doors that looked the same from which we came from. I entered it and it was NOT the same area. Though I saw an opening of doors to a part of the school building I recognized. I opened the doors to the chilly air outside. I was the only one outside, so I rushed. Classes were about to start. I went to the doors to the next building only to see that they were locked. The bell of the whole school rang. I panicked. I went back to the doors from which I exited from. They were locked too!

What was I supposed to do?! I thought of almost going to the actual front of the school and entering from there, despite the long trip. Thankfully I saw a woman in the building window on the same level as me. I waved my hand like I was needing help. She came quickly and opened the door for me. She immediately inquired, “Why were you out?”. “I got lost,” I answered dully and then finally found my way. I was still somewhat lost, but I found my way back up to the “C” wing and to my classes. I was late, but not too late, thankfully. I will never forget the experience of being locked out. It freaks me out.

All we did in Language Arts was write our final drafts. Savannah, on my side, started to accidentally nudge my arm and almost scratch the pen across my whole paper. Oh yeah, figures out we needed a pen of blue or black ink, so I asked Mrs. Harris for one. Near the end of the class I still had not finished my final draft, so did a bunch of others. So then she gave us the opportunity to finish at home for homework. Thank God!

Math was a little eh. We did a worksheet on Math, which I hate worksheets. Plus my mind was still scattered for some reason. I talked to Samantha on my side. Andrew wasn’t here today. We enjoyed talking and our friendship grew like flowers. xD Finally, we got to go to lunch. Wednesday lunches were the best. Waffles and perfectly sliced chicken breast with waffle syrup and cinnamon apples with Chocolate Milk. Oooh. So good. I sat with the girls at Lunch today and it was nice. Vanessa and I moved up to talk with Avelyn. It was nice and we had many funny moments. What made Lunch even better was the fact that Danielle started talking to me as well as Samantha and Vanessa on the way back to class out of the cafeteria. Bailey saw me and looked at me disapprovingly. She saw that I was talking with the three girls and immediately seemed one up’d. I liked it. It made her look like her face was searing with rage. Ah. Good times. 😛

I finished the worksheet really fast and then relaxed the whole time in Math class until we went to Science. All we did in Science was go over the principles of the machines and the Mechanical Advantages of the machine and then went through this new principle in which I can’t remember. After that, we went back to homeroom. Turns out our homeroom class was locked because the 4th class in Mrs. Flower’s room left for “D” lab which meant that the class was not there therefore leaving the door locked. A lot of people waited impatiently at the door. I came up with a great idea of going around Mr. Iverson’s class and going to Mrs. Flowers to unlock the door. Brian decided to follow me on the way. I unlocked the door and everyone came in. Though what shocked me was that the whole class celebrated Brian and gave him lots of hugs for coming up with the idea of going around and unlocking it. I was completely in shock. Gawked. I did not want to make a big deal, but SERIOUSLY?! I’m blistering with rage thinking about it! Now, though, it was inevitably done and I couldn’t tell anybody that I did it or else they would either not care or just tell me to shut-up or stop lying. Ugh. That is just depressing.

P.E. was barely any fun. We had our Scoliosis check ups. It was awkward and I felt weird having to go into a room and take off my shirt to do some demonstrations. I actually did really good on the test, but the weird thing was that I was given a man doctor, instead of all 3 women doctors I got the 1 male doctor. Otherwise it was good. Then, finally, we got our height and weight checked in. On the way, the topic of me having a liking for paper came up. Avelyn and Erick and I discussed whether it would make me homosexual or straight. Finally then, they said it would be both ways. So then I agreed and then said out loud “So that would make me bisexual.” The people behind me started busting out laughing. I looked back, abashed. Seriously? I was just joking, first of all, second of all, they heard it in wrong context. One of the guys who heard me, which were one of the people who for some reason disgusted me, looked at me and said I was “gay” and I responded back saying it’s not true. He said to shut-up and that it was truest thing that came out of my mouth. Now that I think about it, I wish I would have talked back.

I sat back in P.E. line thinking how people were now going to spread rumors of me being bisexual over a single discussion I had with friends. Gosh I hate this school. I mostly hate me for being so stupid. Goshdangit. Drama was easy, well actually hard from the worksheet part. I absolutely dislike worksheets. I don’t know, worksheets and I don’t mix well. On the brighter side, I got a 100% on my Drama quiz on Shakespeare. When I got home riding on the bus Xavion (a 6th grader) and Bailey started getting into a fight because Bailey started something. Xavion, though, ended it with epicness. I cannot exactly say what they said because most of it is inappropriate, but it was really good and made me laugh so hard that tears came out my mouth. Eventually we start doing another Rubber Band war in the bus, only to have Mr. Paul end it so sadly. Though, instead, when everyone left and it was just us neighborhood kids, we decided to meet up in our neighborhood. We did. Sarah, Erick, Marquel, Brian, Patricia, some girl (can’t remember name), and I met up. We started walking and instead of playing rubber band war we just played Bounty Hunter. The first EVER Bounty Hunter game played in our neighborhood. It will be memorable. 🙂 We played all the way until 8 o’clock at night. Though then the sun was JUST lowering down. So yeah, it wasn’t really dark. All events have finally led up to now.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!