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 Stand Up For Myself


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life, only I’ll try to summarize it in the best way I can, yet also getting the details of the day I want posted. Here’s the video/song of the day! It’s Sail by AWOLNATION. Really good song. I love the sort of dubstep and electronic buzzes in the song. Plus it sounds more nowadays, so yeah! Enjoy!

So yeah, from the time I left the house. I went to the house, greeted Erick, Ascarett, and Sarah at the bus stop. Unfortunately Patricia was not able to come over because she was sick with a fever because of Matthew’s previous sickness. I guess you can connect one to another from there. Anyway, I greeted the three of them. Now, when we talked we weren’t as silent, especially after yesterday. We had such a wonderfully awesome day yesterday. I did, sort of, post about briefly, but I did not describe it to its greatest. It was a good time. If you don’t know about it, read the previous post here. For right now I don’t want to fully describe everything that happened that day, I’ll just continue, assuming that you know what I am talking about. So I talked to Erick and asked him where he was because the last time I saw him was around 7 o’clock PM at Sarah’s house when he said he was going to go to the convenient store and buy us some snacks. It was 8 o’clock PM when I left and I still did not see him. Thankfully, I saw him here at the bus stop and questioned him about it. He said he would explain it on the bus, which he did. I arrived on the bus and now the bus for me, Sarah, Brian, Marquel, Patricia, Ascarett, and Erick was never the same. Others were doing their own thing while we were giggling and laughing about what happened yesterday. Bailey, from the back of the bus, sneered at us, in jealousy of how much fun we were having. Take that!

Much more fun was on the bus, except when there were no more fights on the bus for fear that Mr. Paul was going to write us up, which was stupid. I missed the fights dearly. They made me laugh crazily hard that tears came out of my eyeballs. R.I.P fights on the bus. 😦

School was exceptionally annoying. Mrs. Flowers made Brian and I throw away our breakfast when we just got in so we barely got to eat anything for breakfast. Ridiculous. In Georgia Studies we had to finish our Governor foldable. I finished first, of course, and turned it in. Mrs. Flowers made a big deal about it and announced how someone already turned in their foldable. I was kind of annoyed by it, yet flattered. Later she announced we were having a quiz on the information on the foldable, which was stupid because we had just begun the topic on Tuesday and she wants us to take a quiz on Friday. Ridiculous.

Language Arts was even more annoying. Mrs. Harris, in general, was getting increasingly annoying to me everyday. Her pet, my best friend Savannah, always got the glory from her and they always giggled together and whenever she looked at my work she looked at it with an “okay” or giving some advice. Surprisingly, today, Savannah approached me with an wrathful attitude. Mrs. Harris started near of edge yelling at Brianna in my class because Brianna asked if she could go to the bathroom to get her stuff that she forgot and then Mrs. Harris said you couldn’t because she was SO lenient to rules and couldn’t bend it once for her students. Brianna just stood there and Mrs. Harris got pissed off and started mocking her. Only the fans of Mrs. Harris laughed. I, instead, just stared and gave a cross face. Savannah, on my side, started to laugh at the joke and was quite confused as to why I wasn’t. I told her that I was siding with Brianna. She was crept out by the decision.

“Why?” she asked.

“Because Mrs. Harris is annoying.” I answered.

“No she’s not.” she replied coolly.

Of course, you’re her teacher’s pet. Then Savannah got angry at me for including her name in my own controversy book where it said that she said a cuss word and it was a long time ago. Now she suddenly had a problem with it and threatened to take it out herself if I wouldn’t. She stormed out of the classroom when class was eventually done. Where was this attitude coming from? Savannah is now coming down from my best friend list. Lol.

Math was a little more interesting, though I was really hungry. Thankfully, Andrew was here today and Samantha at the same time. I had both of them sit on my sides and we socialized until Lunch when we took notes. Unfortunately, when we came back from an uneventful Lunch, we had to do another worksheet. Goshdangit.

Science was kind of dreadful. I wasn’t learning as easily on the lesson because it was just so new and I was not getting it in my head, especially with all the noise going around. I could NOT take it seriously. On top of it, we have a quiz tomorrow on it. Brilliant. Pray that I do good on it.

P.E. was sort of interesting and boring at the same time. We had to stay downstairs while the other P.E. class got to go to the Fitness Lab because people were misbehaving and refused to admit their behaviors. We went over the information of the muscles and other formulas that were so vague to my mind while Shian was answering all the questions and so was Grayson. Teachers pets. We played Basketball, afterwards, and my team won. Yay!

Drama was dreadfully boring as well. We just spoke a play as I frustratingly stared at my unfinished worksheet for my Drama class. Ugh. I did not get to finish it until Mark on my side got his worksheet back and he allowed me to copy off of his. After we spoke the play, we watched a movie-version of the play we were watching. Nothing went through my mind during the play. I don’t even remember much. Though, two amazing things happened. Patrick, who was in my Drama class, started singing “I Knew You Were Trouble” in the class, like he always did, just to get attention. I got so annoyed that I told him to shut-up and I said it loudly. Silence rolled across the room and Shane, Patrick’s friend, smiled and goggled at what happened. He asked Patrick if he heard me, Patrick said yes and turned away. Shane then said that Patrick was afraid of me. Heck yeah he was. Finally I was taken seriously.

Brody, on the other hand, took my seat when I went to go for a bathroom break and I told him to get off. He of course said no and I got behind him and asked him seriously. I put my hands on his shoulder reaching for a hold on his neck. He grabbed my hand but I smacked it with surprising force and scared him. He was about to cry being traumatized. He even told me he could take my chair. I felt good afterwards. I felt no pity for him because he was pushing me around for no reason and I was sick of it. I finally stood up for myself. He did not touch me nor did he mess with me throughout the class and probably for the future classes. Finally when classes were done and I waited for bus call, I left the classroom in a rush to get to my bus first. I was determined to get there first. Though, I saw Brian on the other side of the bus lane reaching to my bus. I immediately raced for the bus and made it in to the bus with my victory dance. It probably is not that special for you, but it is for me! 😀

The bus was fun. Reason why is that Xavion (the one who started the big fight yesterday) and his sister was on the bus. A whole new fight started between Jayda with her wussy friend Bailey on her side against Xavion’s sister. It got so real that it almost became a cat fight. It was awesome! Gosh, I love the bus . . .

I finally came home and then relaxed. Though the stress on my mind about the quiz was stressing me. I was destined to make a 90% or above at least. Brian, then, asked for me to come to his house through my brother. I did. We planned to study, but we really slacked off on websites and eventually began watching Silent Hill. But if it weren’t for Brian, I probably would not know a lot of information on the governors then now. So yeah, thanks! Everything has led up to this point in 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!

This Monday is Really Depressing . . .


Hey guys. Andrew here. Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Only that I don’t feel as motivated to show you guys a video/song special at the beginning of my post like I usually do. I’m really sad. No; more like depressed. I feel so caged in. I don’t know. My feelings are quite messed up right now. I’ll explain … I just want to get my feelings out.

So yeah, usual day. I wake up, get ready to go to school. This time, though, my Mom drove me to school for early preparation of the big Georgia Studies test today. I arrived around 8:17 AM. About 2 minutes after the session was supposed to begin. There was already a big crowd of people in the room. It was awkward when I walked in, yet I felt like no one acknowledged me while at the same time they were staring at me. Keila, my friend, who recently has been quiet to me and has not felt like talking to me, was walking with me to the class. She was quiet, of course. She sat behind me at a desk with another girl. I was the only one besides the two of them in that desk. Others had their own group desks with highly self-esteemed people at their tables that just blurted out random things to get everyone’s attention and idolize them while also getting the teacher mad. That’s something I realized. You can’t really be so called “popular” in my middle school unless your disruptive and hate school, otherwise the school will think of you as a freak.

The study session was kind of awkward. I was wearing a church sweater. The fancy ones you would see grown-ups wearing at churches. I thought the selection would be fine, plus I’ve seen a lot of so called “cool” or “popular” people do it. So I’m not quite abnormal. Except in this situation, I felt like everyone was staring at me from the back as the teacher announced questions. A lot of other teams came and it was becoming increasingly boring. Shahnil, my old friend who used to sit next to me in Health class, came to set at my desk and another boy did as well when class was going through. Kevin, a very funny and popular person in our school arrived in the class. Everyone recognized him, positively. Even the teacher said “hello” and “how are you doing?”. I felt quite surprised. Kevin was always getting citations and referrals (bad punishments). I was a good student, on the other hand. Yet she did not even acknowledge me in the room and she acknowledged with much friendliness Kevin. Ugh. I don’t know. It gets me really angry thinking about it.

Once we were finished with the studying and the school bell rang, signaling the arrival of the school buses arriving at the school, I got my Georgia Studies textbook and began the day. Homeroom was dull. That is probably too over exaggerated  but most of the time I watched other people laugh and have fun in the classroom while I watched them. The insane part is that whenever I tried to laugh and agree with their jokes, they would tell me to turn around in my seat and to shut-up. Ugh. It’s crazy.  I was hoping that Mary was going to drop something next to me and ask nicely if I could help her with that, which would make me feel like a good person. Unfortunately, no. I felt so lonely. Even Bryce next to me barely talked to me. We did our test in the class and thankfully I felt like I understood 95% of it, approximately. So I feel good. Until Conner started throwing spitballs at my back. He continued to do it during the whole class. It was extremely annoying and I felt helpless. I wanted to tell him to stop every time I turned around, but the teacher had warned us that if we talked we got a 0% on our test.

Language Arts was no fun either. Just work and seeing other people have fun in the class. Savannah seemed to be too busy talking to Ethan, who I recently have found him to be quite weird. I don’t want to say queer because I don’t want to be mean, but he’s something different. Which is completely fine. But when I get judged by other people that say I’m weird for how I look and act and I compare that to Ethan who is always talking to girls and has his own group, I feel like there’s something wrong. We had to work on some worksheet for warm-up and then work on our rough draft. I felt even worse when the Language Arts teacher actually checked Savannah’s paper next to me and said she was doing an excellent job. No, not just excellent. Brilliant. She checked others and left her comments, but she completely ignored mines. Mines was probably the longest of everyone and contained great spelling, vocabulary, and print. Yet, she did not check out mines. UGH. The only time she talked to me was when she lectured me for not reading a book after finishing all the work first and gave me a book about mythological Gods. I had to go to the bathroom eventually, so I went. And during the time there, I heard the class bells echo through the hall way (since the bathrooms are posted on the side of the “C” hall way) and I immediately jumped up from my seat, sucked in whatever I was letting out and went back to my class. It took almost 5 minutes to get back to the class to pick up my stuff. A lot of people, especially from Language Arts class, looked at me weirdly and telling me I was stupid. Ignoring it, I went to get my stuff, only to find Mason, a boy in my Science look at my stuff and almost take it. I told him not to touch it, which stirred up a lot of attention. A lot of girls told me to chill. Why? He was about take stuff from my backpack! 😦

Math was probably the only fun thing. Well, sort of. We went over some rules of graphing and our Math teacher told us that we were going to have a test on all the parts that we learned this unit. Including elimination method, substitution method, and graphing method. It was easy, altogether. I’m hoping I’ll get an easy 100%. Lunch was a bit interesting. Vanessa bought me an ice-cream of chocolate chip. At first it was on my side of my desk, but then it was gone. It was gone and Vanessa said she could not buy me another one when she already bought me one. Understandable, yet I felt horrible. Danielle, on my side, revealed to me that she had taken the ice-cream and gave it back to me. I ate it with delight. The chocolate taste warmed up my taste buds. Probably the BEST thing I ever tasted today. When we got back in Math we did the homework and I had Samantha sit next to me and Shirlign, of course, needed help from me with the homework. This time I tried to have her try the equations herself instead of helping her all the way! She did really well and I was completely fine with not turning in my homework since I could do it at home. Eventually during the end of class, Shirlign was sad that she was going to be able to finish her homework since she did not get it, but I decided to do her the favor of taking her homework and doing it for her. When you look back at it from a different perspective, it seems she cheated me. But when you look at my perspective, I felt good and special. She threw in a few “I love you” for thanks. So I felt good. xD

Science was boring and sucked. When I thought I had finished my Science homework, Brian, who sat next to me, revealed to me that there was a back of the page. So I quickly did it and managed to turn it in in time. Others were not there, so they got the advantage of getting an extra few days. When the teacher started going over a notes study guide he sat next to our table and whenever I looked at him, I saw Conner behind him. Same Conner who threw spitballs at me. Whenever it appeared I looked at him the slightest he told me to turn around and gave me a stare which resulted in a lot of laughs from the girls saying that I was stupid and looked retarded. I tried to ignore it until it got worse. When Patrick started talking to a new boy in our class who was also named Brian. They started talking and I told him, as a joke, that Patrick was “stupid”, but only as a joke. Brian immediately spilled the joke at Patrick and Patrick made threatening notes to me. He also told me that I was gay and to shut up. Then it got into a quick argument. He then started saying he was smarter than me, because he was Asian, and I told him that Asians get advice and help from in class (which is true in a lot of test cases) and that I have better grades than him (he has a 69% in the class). Then randomly, the girl (can’t remember her name) sitting next to me got into it and said to shut up and that I was annoying and not Patrick. Crazy thing was that she was always copying off my work and I always was nice to her. Now she turns on me? UGH! SO MANY UGH’S. 😦

I kept a straight face throughout the class. As the class continued to interrupt the teacher and make funny jokes, I looked all serious and I was completely depressed in that moment. No signs on twitching even at the funniest joke. Brian noticed me and tried to cheer me up. Eventually when the teacher said that the class always interrupts him, Brian pointed at me and said that I was always listening. Conner, same one from all that I have mentioned of him, butted in and said I talk all the time. EXCUSE ME? You have to be joking! Just thinking about it makes me want to go into a rant and rage until I tear my hair apart. The only good thing in Science was that I got to hug Mackenzie in class when we left. Otherwise it was completely chaos and emotional war in my mind. I looked completely normal, but I was completely bugged out.

When we went back into homeroom and finally got dismissed, Vanessa noticed how I was sad and depressed and invited me to go out with her sometime to eat some ice-cream. It sounded good. Hopefully my mother obliged. I went to P.E. afterwards. It was actually better than most P.E.s. Sahil was actually nice to me and the girls in P.E. were nice as well to me. Laughing at my jokes and making conversation with me instead of looking weird at me and thinking I’m crazy. We did some nice exercises and we were told of a special scanning of the scoliosis (a spine injury or condition) that we were soon going to do. We had to watch a video from there about it and then we were given permission slips about it. Then I left to Drama. I talked to Cole on the way. Probably one of the only few popular guys who did not hate me or think I was weird. I talked to him about how I hated the school and did a rant about it. I also told him about the Conner situation and asked if he could ask him why Conner was so mean to me. He obliged to do so. Drama, otherwise was quite interesting, despite Brody on my side shooting wasps at me (a certain rubber-band and spitball mechanism that really stings you like a wasp). Otherwise it was great. We did Shakespeare part actor rolls today. I got to have one part. It had only one line in the whole speech. It was still an honor to have to speak, at least to me. Afterwards, I left the school and went to the school bus. The school bus was kind of saddening as well. Adrian, though, was particularly nice. Jayduh and Bailey surprisingly sat next to Adrian and started calling us dorks and interrupted every conversation we had.

I sat next to Brian and he defended me a lot when Erick started to get crazy and make fun of me. Though most of the time I did not understand him because he was an Asian speaking really fast in a black accent and voice mixed with his Asian voice, so yeah. No racist. 😛 We then started getting into a “yo mamma” competition and threw some at each other. A lot of the ones I knew everyone seemed to know, so I said them anyway and it was all in jokes. Unfortunately, a lot of people took me too serious and said that was lame or not funny. It was not supposed to. Gosh I feel like most of my school are completely idiots. At least a lot of the ones I know. Every other “yo mamma” joke everyone else made made people laugh or nobody said anything and then eventually got it. I said a “yo mamma” joke referring to Patrick Star and then one of the girls said that I was Patrick Star or that I looked like him? Pardon my French, but what the ****? How do I look like him in  anyway? It was sincerely stupid and even thinking about it now sickens my brain. Eventually the bus started calming down a little more when it was just the group of us from our neighborhood and we were really funny then.

Finally, I got home and told my Mom of the positive things of the day. She gave me warmed up rice and eggs for dinner and then I ate milk with Melville cheerios. One of my best cereals, despite how plain it is. My Mom watched Doctor Who during the day until I started playing on her iPad for a little bit and then gave it back to her. I contemplated in my room for awhile and then asked my Dad to check how my grades were. I barely increased on Science. A 78%. Math was 95%. Language Arts 88%. Georgia Studies 86%. Nothing really changed. Not even Language Arts! My Language Arts teacher told me she was going to update our grades with the Writing Test details when she had not. Plus my grades were barely increasing. Science had increased by 2%. I was still in the 70s. Ugh. Another ugh and the last of them. I ranted to my Dad about how I barely felt my grades go and how they dropped low whenever I got an 80% on a test grade. It was depressing. My Dad, of course, thought I was crazy and said I was thinking stupidly. So yeah. Nothing there to talk about. The day has led up to now. I must go do Bible Time. I pray it goes well and I pray tomorrow goes well as well. Hopefully. I would hate to have another day like this. It just weakens me…

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Hopefully you are having a better day than me, bye!

Another Great Math Grade?


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life! Apologies for further notice, especially to Mary-Kate. I kind of listened to a song she told me not to listen to (not purposely, VH1 made me) and I kind of got hooked onto it! Sorry! Here is the song: Suit and Tie from Justin Timberlake. I’m sorry. It’s contagious! D: Enjoy!

Okay now to the day.

Woke up today, as usual, and made my way to the bus. My Mom made my hair really nice today, going up and stuff. Though my hair is becoming long and I need to start shortening it or give it a haircut! But besides that, the bus wasn’t that entertaining when I went on, although, recently, I’ve become slowly friends with Adrian’s friend, Matt. Before he would call me “gay” all the time. Now we’re kind of chill. The bus took us to school as usual and I went to “C” wing with Samantha. We talked on the way and had our usual chilled expressions. We talked like we were normally friends, though we barely knew each other. Once I entered the “C” wing, I went to get myself some breakfast. I had NOT had breakfast, so I got myself some breakfast. Luckily, this time, they had Cinnamon toast crunch (cereal) in a packet with chocolate milk. So I got myself a spoon and the cinnamon toast crunch with the chocolate milk so I could pour chocolate milk into the cinnamon toast crunch packet and eat it like cereal. I was kind of nervous because everyone would think it would be weird, but I’ve always wanted to try it. I did and it was awesome. Chocolate milk with cinnamon tastes flowing through my taste buds satisfied me in every way. Not in that way though. 😛

Not such a good grade in Georgia Studies. I got an 80% on the Georgia Studies quiz. Reason why that is different from yesterday’s grade from my Poetry Quiz of 84% is because a lot of normally bad people who got bad grades got 100% on the quiz, plus the quiz was 9 questions. So yeah. I’m kind of disappointed about that.

In Language Arts we finished up our classwork projects of our birth-life autobiography all the way to current time. I finished mines first and she liked it. Then she announced that we were going to be writing a narrative even though she said from the time we were practicing for the writing test that we were not going to write for the rest of the year. Lies! Anyway, I was quite annoyed by the fact that we were told we were going to do a rough draft for the narrative. I despise doing rough drafts. I love just going to writing and then editing, simple and less time spent.

Math was awesome. We did our notes and warm-up to get ready for our Elimination method quiz for the Math class. I missed, surprisingly, a lot of the warm-up questions (they were not graded, though) and got confused. I felt like my brain was going to crumble and get me a bad grade, though when I got the quiz I decided to man up and think straight. Just when I finished the first problem in the quiz we had to go to lunch. We had to do 4 questions in total of the quiz. So if I missed one I would be done for. 75%. O.O Lunch was kind of agonizing. I told Danielle, who was on my side, that I talked to the boy she liked in Drama class and mentioned that I asked if he knew a girl called Danielle. She got really mad and started cussing at me. It was kind of difficult to tell if she was laughing while she was mad or just mad. A lot of people’s attention was caught around. Some boys behind me were telling her to beat me up and then Brianna, who was sitting in front of me threw a dirty pizza into my tray and got sauce allover my broccoli. Lunch was depressing. I felt like everyone was against me. Vanessa was too busy being tired and depressed about her relationship which really annoyed me up to this point. Finally, then, we went back to Math class. Vanessa barely talked on the way back to class. I finished the Math quiz first when we got back and immediately my Math teacher graded my quiz and said I got a 100% on the quiz. Awesome!

Science was kind of boring. We were about to watch a movie where we were going to have a quiz all about, but then we were supposed to be going to the Lab to work on high-school and career information for the future. I found a job, from the survey I did based on my likes and skills, that can pay up to $200,000. It was a Petroleum Engineer. It seemed really cool and plus it involved a lot of Mathematics and Science. Two subjects I would NOT usually prefer, but lately I’ve been loving the subjects. Then eventually I played Run on the website coolmath games. The only website allowed to play on the school computers.

Connections were terribly boring. In the fitness lab I got removed from my normal group and set up with worse players in a bad station. I was set in the yoga station while others did leg exercises and push-ups and pull-ups on the work-out machines. It sucked. But eh. Drama wasn’t really any better. Brody started hitting me and decided to back away from him since he was becoming too violent. I told him to eventually stop because we were starting to watch a biographical movie on Shakespeare and he was distracting me AND hurting me. He stopped and felt abashed, yet I did not pity him. Lol. I also told Patrick, who is initially from my previous Science class and also now in my P.E., to turn around in his seat whenever he spotted attention at our table. Not to be mean, but he would always say it, so I gave him a taste of his own medicine. 😛

Then, finally, we went to buses after school ended and I was driven home. All the events have led up to now. So yeah. I’m done!

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP