Church Filled Up My Day


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

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

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

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

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

Finally, when Patricia arrived, we took her and her recite the whole experience. She sounded she was on weed the whole time because, according to Patricia, she pulled two all-nighters (she didn’t sleep for two days straight) at Frequency. I, myself, understand the pain of staying up all night, so I talked to her a little bit on the way back home about it. When we got home, I was forced to work on my homework and my project for the rest of the time before I had to go to the high-school service which I had to leave to around 3:45-4:00 o’clock in the afternoon and it was already 1:45 o’clock in the afternoon right now. I was complaining about me having to do my project when I wanted to play on my PS3. Unfortunately, I shot myself in the foot and got banned again from the PS3 because I basically told my parents that I wanted my priorities on the PS3 over the weekend, which my Dad did not like at all. I studied the rest of the time, until 3:30 arrived and I decided to watch Shark Tank with my Dad until he finished his lunch and was able to drive me to the church. I left around 4 o’clock in the afternoon to the church and then immediately spotted my friends Sydney, Kendall, Michael (best friend :D), and turns out Elizabeth actually showed up. Shocker. She looked really nice because she had straightened her hair for once and had it dyed red. She also wore contacts, which seemed strange because they really showed the explosion of blue in her eyes, but eventually I got drawn to it and liked it. Surprisingly, I talked to her more than I usually would have. During the high-school sermon a man I wasn’t so interested about spoke and during the time he would just begin ranting about his life stories Elizabeth and I gave funny faces, while Michael started talking to Kendall only. Elizabeth and I teased that they were flirting and they should be together. Overall it was a fun time. ๐Ÿ˜€

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

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

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

A Korean Festival!


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. The song/video for today is a song called Royals by Lorde. I just realized that I’ve listened/jammed to this song for a long time and have never gotten the time to present it to you guys who are reading this. So here it is! Enjoy!

So today was a pretty good day. I got a lot of things done today. First of all, I got to wake up around 7 o’clock in the morning and ate some breakfast. Then right after I tried to watch some Walking Dead episodes on Netflix when my Dad decided to come downstairs and sit down on the couch. Now I was afraid if my Dad started watching he would not approve of the gore and then have evidence that my show isn’t entertaining or worthwhile watching, which would then lead into some other problems. I gave up trying to watch The Walking Dead and went on Youtube to listen to some music. Eminem has been my primary man to listen to for the past few days.

After about an hour, my Mom came downstairs and prompted me to go read some religious book for about an hour to pay off my computer time or so I could play Minecraft. I couldn’t find the book “The Ragamuffin Gospel” so my Mom gave me this other book called “40 Days Living the Jesus Creed”. I actually, without a doubt, enjoy reading some religious books, because they open my eyes to my relationship with God and gives me a greater confidence in God. Once I passed by the 1 hour mark, I wanted to continue reading the book and reach page 100 and then finish the chapter within page 100. Page 100 was apparently half of the book (the book is about 206 pages), so when I came to my Mom and said I read 100 pages of the book she was shocked because I could just finish the book tomorrow easy. I got 1 hour and 39 minutes of reading time to finish all 100 pages and actually comprehend every word I was reading. I find it impossible to see that people read whole books in one day. I am capable of reading a whole book in one day, but eventually I get bored and lose my motivation to read. I have only so far read 100 pages on a book in one day.

I played about an hour on Minecraft and then got off. I was planning to go out and run for 25 minutes to get my muscles in shape. I feel like I’m getting fatter every Saturday and plus recently I’ve been getting a lot of calf muscle spasms. I mean excruciating muscle spasm. Whenever I wake up in the middle of the night, I stretch my body on command and apparently I seemed to contract a certain muscle on one of my legs which tightens the muscle to a painful point. It’s really painful cause I have to endure it and hope for it to fade away in the next 20 seconds. I’m really worried about the spasms, though. I talked to my Mom recently about it and she said that my legs are used to having blood pump a lot of on a consistent basis since I ran Cross Country till now. That makes sense, but it still makes me nervous to move certain parts of my muscles.

I played Skyrim afterwards for a whole hour and journeyed a lot in the game. I managed to defeat a great Bandit Chief in the game and received a lot of gold. I also found Ebony armor in a chest as I was meandering through the country. Most of what I’m saying you will probably not understand because it’s geek stuff. But thumbs up if you’re following along. I also stumbled upon a house on the farm on the side of a mountain towering over a lake. I entered the house and stole all the gold and valuables I could since it was in the dark. To my surprise, when I exited the house a “Bodyguard” (assuming it was guarding the house) came and attacked me. I killed him easily, decapitating him with a few simple clicks on the PS3 remote, but it was just a weird encounter since I don’t usually have people come and attack me besides the residents of the house themselves. I went back to Riften and started selling more armor and traveled through more caves until my 1 hour went up. There’s so much I can do in 1 hour in Skyrim. It feels awesome!

Once I finished playing, my Mom took my Dad and my brother and sister Anabelle (Patricia wasn’t with us cause right now she’s at Frequency) to Chik-fil-A. I didn’t go because I wanted to grab the opportunity to watch some Walking Dead episodes and work on homework with some peace and quiet. The struggle is, usually, that I always hear creaks from upstairs in my house, which always freak me out because the creaks almost sound like they’re caused by footsteps. Usually when I play the TV on a pretty loud volume mark the noise is drowned away and I can relax doing my things.

Randomly, my Mom decides to call me and says that she wants me to run to Chik-fil-A. I was hesitant (real hesitant) since I wanted to spend time in the house, but I wanted to go and run and do something I wouldn’t do normally. Eventually, I was convinced and ran to Chik-fil-A (they gave me directions to the place), which was about a mile run. So since I was in Cross Country for a period I was not tired at all after running the mile. Rather I felt energized and wanted to run some more. I did have troubles breathing on the way since I got a sore throat around the morning of today. Once I arrived at the store, I talked with my parents a little bit while Matthew (my brother) and Anabelle (my sister) got on the play-house in the corner of the store. Eventually I convinced my parents to buy me a nice cookies n cream ice-cream which I shared half of to my Mom since I didn’t want to ruin my nice run feel.

We were planning to go to the library afterwards, but unfortunately the library was closed the exact hour we decided to check the closing schedules for the nearby library. So, instead, we decided to go to the downtown Suwanee park and turns out there was A Korean Festival!ย At first, I felt awkward going there, being the only white boy with hippie pants on and a Nike sweat-shirt, but then again a lot of the Koreans there were wearing pimp clothes and Adidas shoes, so I didn’t feel so out of the ordinary. Matthew and Anabelle went into the jumpy house nearby and my Mom, Dad, and I sat on the short half slabs that served as seats in front of the stage. Turns out it was a talent show for Koreans. A lot of the performances were nice just not great. Mostly because the amplifiers were either too loud and static or they were too soft. I left before I could see the results of who won 1st, 2nd, or 3rd place. I practiced on some parkour on some high stone concrete and turns out I am completely out of shape. I am disappointed in myself truly.

When 7 o’clock arrived, we left the area and arrived home. Then my brother and sister got into separate baths to clean themselves of their sweaty bodies. And that was pretty much it for today!

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

Big Girl Sleepover!


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life! This post will be quite interesting since yesterday was very eventful. I don’t usually post a day after about the day, but it seems to be working! The song/video I will be presenting to you guys is a song called Groove by Oiki but mixed in Trap. I’m slowly starting to get bored of looking for good songs from the genre of Trap and getting back more into Dubstep, but I like this song. Hopefully you do to. Enjoy!

So today was very eventful. I woke up and the whole house was moving around. Michael and Nicole had come over of course. I played Minecraft Hunger Games before they came over and then played a little bit more when they arrived. Afterwards, Daniel and Matthew woke up and came up from the basement (which was where we were sleeping) and then so did Patricia and Anabelle. Except Patricia and Anabelle were sleeping upstairs. We all started watching a movie. Not quite sure what movie, but it was a movie of sorts.ย Michael and Nicole behaved a lot better and Michael began to grow more attached to Daniel than ever. It was so cute.

Later on, in the day, Michael and Nicole left near 3:30 o’clock in the afternoon and I continued to play more Hunger Games on Minecraft. I was seriously addicted to that game mode on Minecraft. When Mom came back, I got off and then Patricia started having crazy call and call backs with her friends who were coming to the huge slumber party. Vanessa, step-sister of Kevion (one of my best friends), was coming. Nicole, an old friend from our previous neighborhood we lived in (not the baby Nicole we babysat earlier in the day), was coming. And so was Joanna and Heidi (a sister of Joanna’s). Joanna, of course, was at the house first since she lives in our neighborhood. She’s been recently hanging around Patricia and I a lot. It feels kind of like she enjoys being in our company, but eh. Whatever. She’s pretty awesome to be around.Joanna also did tend to follow me around the house. Interesting. c:

Nicole arrived at the house when I went outside and made a bet with my Mom that if I stayed outside of the house for 2 hours straight that I could have as much ice-cream as I pleased. In the meantime of trying to keep the bet, I hung around Tava and her brother Landon. Daniel and Matthew was there too. Eventually Landon and Daniel got into a fight and Daniel of course won the fight since Daniel was bigger. But it wasn’t really a fist-to-fist fight. More like a “I’m warning you, I will beat you up” fight. Tava had to break up the fight, even though she wasn’t necessarily dissatisfied with her brother Landon getting his lesson whenever he acted cocky. But they were half-relatives, so it was obligation.

Vanessa came around later. I didn’t realize it much, but she came around and I began to realize it when Nicole, Patricia, and Joanna were outside with her. We played Soccer with Sarah and everyone was around being active. It was too bad that Michael wasn’t here or Markel or Bryan or Erick. Oh. Such lost memories.

When I came inside I ate ice-cream, then stayed up till 9:00 o’clock at night with Daniel and the rest of the people playing “Infected” which was kind of like a tag game except if you were tagged you immediately had to join in to tag others. Eventually, the girls went downstairs in the basement and Daniel and I went upstairs. It was a pretty cool day. Reason why I’m not talking in so much detail about it is because it’s 10:21 where I’m posting this, so I soon have to get off the computer.

Enjoy your day wherever you are! Bye!

ACP

Another Season Finale of D.W. and Ender’s Game (Novel)


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. This post is going to be about yesterday (date will be provided below) instead of today which is something I used to do back in my old blogging days, but have now decided to do it since yesterday was pretty significant in my opinion. So, back as usual. Here’s a song/video of the day. For the new people who are coming to my blog, this is what I do every beginning of my daily life posts. I share a song or video for you all to enjoy. Sort of a cool intro to the life post. ๐Ÿ˜€ So the song today is from the same genre of the last song “Trap”. I love Trap. The genre’s nice. Better than Dubstep in my opinion. Just haven’t found so many songs as good as this song I’m giving to you. The song is called “Spaceman” and it is remixed Carnage Festival but was originally produced or composed by Hardwell. Enjoy!

Thursday, June 27, 2013

Today was very interesting. I woke up, like I usually do on all days and began it very slowly. I started to play some Minecraft on the computer until my Mom kept shooing me off the computer. Eventually I just gave up on the idea of playing on the computer. A thing I have to mention is that my best friend Michael (whom I went with on the vacation to South Carolina) has a brother. His name is Daniel. For my old time bloggers, you all know who he is. Otherwise, I shall further explain. Daniel is Michael’s brother. Almost like Michael except younger and little bit more relaxed and humorous. Not saying that Michael isn’t. He’s just more of a chilled guy. Okay, so back on point. Daniel came over to sleepover and I’m assuming he’s staying over for 4 days until Michael comes back from the “Walk”. A church program the high-school part of the church is doing. So, now if Daniel is mentioned in this post, you won’t be wondering why the heck is he here? All explained. ๐Ÿ˜‰

So, Michael and Nicole came over. The babies we have to babysit throughout the whole summer. Not the Michael I was just talking about previously. This Michael is about a year or two old. Maybe even older or younger. I am not quite sure. Usually I’m bad at guessing, so don’t put me on trial for it. xD Daniel had a good time hanging out with Michael and Nicole. Well, mostly Michael. We had loads of fun; trying out new activities such as “Dead Man” (a game) and some other fun activities that would make a baby and others laugh. Nicole, though, acted like a whiny baby. Daniel had to put Nicole in time-out 2 times cause she was either cheating at a game or she was choking someone by being too playful. All in all, I really hate it when someone is excluded. Even though I don’t necessarily enjoy Nicole’s company, I still kind of feel like I’ve been there many times. Where I’m the rejected one cause I do something stupid. But I’m not going to get all emotional about it just yet.

Eventually Nicole had her break time where she ate and then Michael and Nicole went to sleep. I began reading my Summer Reading book “Ender’s Game”. I got the book almost a week ago and coincidentally when I started reading the book I get told by my Mom that there’s a trailer for the book already. The coincidences are … real! ๐Ÿ˜€ I think I’m around page 30-40. I’m slowly reading through it. But when I’m in a book ย reading mood, I can read up to 100 pages in one day. So I’ll be getting there. It is a 200-250 page book, if I can remember. Once again, I’m only assuming off of what I remember. My memory isn’t that great, unfortunately.

During when I was reading, I got on the computer and started playing Minecraft with my Mom’s permission. Eventually she came mid-way when I was playing a Hunger Games Server and said that I had won the game. Now another thing to explain. Daniel, Patricia (the oldest of my sisters [I’m the oldest of my family, though]), Matthew (my only brother), and I had a little challenge to stay up all the night from the first night Daniel came over and stay up even for another night if necessary until everyone had at least slept. Now, that this is explain, Patricia went to sleep immediately. Matthew fell asleep in the morning and it was just Daniel and I. Now when I was playing Minecraft, my Mom came in to inform me on my win. Daniel had slept. So I basically won the game. I could have won $13 in the game, but my Mom said she didn’t want any money allowed in the bets. So I took a quick nap after I finished playing Minecraft.

I woke up two hours later, when it was 2:00 o’clock and my brain was so disorientated. I thought I had slept through a whole day until 2 o’clock the next day. Thankfully my Mom made it clear that I only slept 2 hours. I went outside with Daniel and Matthew and played “Horse”. Matthew mercilessly beat Daniel and I. I was doing decent, but Daniel–I have to say–was doing an excellent job. He made many long 3-pointer shots and even swished it in. Though, for Matthew, he used his advantage of making side shots and got both of us out. Tava (the friend at the lemonade stands) and her brother Landon came around and we started talking. Eventually, after an hour, I decided to go inside and so did Matthew and Daniel. We came inside and relaxed. Until near evening, we watched the movie “Red” and then started watching D.W. (Doctor Who).

We watched the two last episodes of Season 3. Great Season Finale. Can’t tell anybody about it though. Nothing special in doing that. Well. It is pretty special cause you then know what you’re going to expect. What is the word I’m looking for? Oh yes. Not exciting. There you go. If I tell you, then it won’t be as exciting and heart-pumping to watch the Season Finale. You’ll just know what happens. So far, we have about 3 seasons left in the Doctor Who series. Then the series is still going on, except in the U.K. and not on U.S. television. Unless someone has the BBC channel.

Daniel slept once again and then I had to read to Matthew for an hour some Harry Potter. Matthew is a good reader. It’s just that during the morning and late night he is very slow and boring to listen to. He is more energetic and gives a tone when he reads during the day. Of course I’m pointing out things he may not know and how to pronounce some words. He had a problem pronouncing “cupboard” and pronounced it like “cup-board” exactly when in reality you’re supposed to pronounce it like “cubburd”. And the “u” in the beginning of “cubburd” is not pronounced like a normal. More like an uhh. Just saying for anyone judging me on my pronunciation skillzors. ๐Ÿ™‚ And that was basically it for Thursday. The Doctor Who Season Finale day.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

ACP

A Week at South Carolina! (REALLY LONG POST)


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Rather, actually, this post is going to be quite unique. This post will be about a whole week I spent on vacation with Michael. I decided to embark on this big project and hopefully I’ll finish it. This post will kind of be like my Walking Wisely Weekend post a few years back. Except this will be a little more summarized and to the point of each day. I will not give you guys a song/video to enjoy for today unfortunately, but I will put one in tomorrow. No worries. Just before I start writing the week down, for all the WordPress users who have their own blogs: they have really changed the layout of WordPress. I’m gonna do a review on the layout. So far I really like it! ๐Ÿ™‚ Anyway, let’s begin!

So I left with Michaelย (my best friend, Asian buddy, my bff)ย to South Carolina on Sunday but arrived at his house at Saturday then came back to Georgia on Saturday.ย Therefore I start on Saturday.

SATURDAY

So the day begin where I woke up. Like any normal day. I woke up early to go play my average video game time. It was probably around 6 to 7 o’clock in the morning when I woke up. Not quite sure. Around that time. I played for about an hour and a half on Zombies. I got to Round 26 on Tranzit, which was the best round I had ever made on Zombies. I was indeed satisfied with my time. Once I got off the game, I went to bed. Tired of how I woke up too early. I slept for about 3-4 hours until I was awaken by the sure sound of my family causing a ruckus downstairs. I woke up and put on my appropriate clothes. I went to the computer and started watching some Youtube videos. Some were really funny and some were really boring, but it was an “eh” time spent. I got bored in the meantime and decided to go run outside the whole neighborhood. I had jogged with Anabelle (my little sister) and Matthew (my brother) for the past few weeks, so I thought it wouldn’t do me so bad. Turns out I was completely wrong. I had so much trouble breathing it was unreal.

I literally felt the saying “the sweat on the brow”. It was so uncomfortable to be in the sweat so I took a shower and then began watching an episode of D.W. with my family. Eventually, by then, it was around evening, so my Mom had forced me to get ready for the vacation I needed to go to with Michael. I finally remembered it and was happy. It’s just that moment when you remember good things to come in the future. Just a good feeling … Anyways, my Mom over exaggeratedly worried about the whole packing. I had not packed at all, knowing the lazy person I am. She put a bunch of clothes in my backpack and made me go get some important stuff. Brushes. Toothpaste. Shampoo. Face Cleanser. Gel. Etc. Eventually when I was completely packed, the family got in the car and then we drove to Michael’s house. Once we arrived my Mom, sisters, brother, and Dad gave their goodbyes and hugs and left me at his house. Michael greeted me without a shirt on at the front door. Eventually I also remembered that I could text with Michael’s phone to Beautiful E. I texted her. Funny enough, she was also leaving to go on vacation on the same exact day, which was tomorrow. I didn’t think we were leaving tomorrow until they said they had to postpone something and we were leaving tomorrow. Beautiful E was going to Florida. I was going to South Carolina. Exactly opposite from each other. At first when I texted Beautiful E while Michael regarded that he needed to get a shirt on, it became almost awkward during the conversation. She took loads of time to respond and then was annoyed when I asked what was taking her so long. So eventually we quit the conversation.

Later on, when Michael, Daniel (Michael’s brother), and I were in the basement getting ready to sleep, we played Poker while I talked to Beautiful E on the phone. She was going to bring her friend Sydney with her to the vacation, so Sydney was with Beautiful E. The talk was kind of awkward and funny simultaneously. Beautiful E was just being sarcastic; I did not know how to respond so I just laughed. Eventually when I got bored, I hung up the phone because Sydney and Beautiful E began doing their own thing as the night crawled on. I went to bed and I think I did began to text Beautiful E a few minutes before I went to sleep and then randomly fell asleep during the conversation.

SUNDAY

Michael and I woke up 5 in the morning because we were to be leaving early, so I began talking to Beautiful E a little bit more and then we started talking on the car trip there. Honestly, with the whole conversations I had with Beautiful E, the trip was a lot more relaxing. It was cruel at the last 2 hours of the 6 hour car trip. Though, on the way, we figured new ways of topics to discuss about. We eventually started a fun little thing we did about counting how many things we had in common. We started at #33 since that seemed reasonable. At the end of the road trip we were at #37 or #38. We stopped at Chick-fil-A once near the end of the road trip. Good lunch. Then, near evening time, we arrived at the place and were officially at South Carolina. We arrived at what seemed to be a condo neighboring with a ghetto complex that literally looked like someone had painted purple, black, and gray on the roof paints and the roofs were of metal. Ours was a lot more civil looking. The place wasn’t half bad either.

Michael’s Mom, on the way, did buy a lot of groceries. Enough to occupy the whole car to the point where we need some of the heavy groceries on my body. Heavy enough to numb my whole body. At the end of the car ride, Michael and I could barely feel our legs. It was so weird for feeling, but Michael and I managed to pull the groceries to the house. The interesting part of this house was that the main floor–where the kitchen and living room was supposed to be–was upstairs and the room Michael and I was to be sleeping in having all to ourselves was downstairs. The kids and parents room would be upstairs. Michael’s Mom’s Mom, which is actually Michael’s Grandma, came with us too. She was a lot different from the last time I met her. A lot more attitude I must admit, but whatever. People are people. Turns out we had so many foods that on the first dinner we were already full. Michael’s Mom got us a whole pack of Mini Sprite Cans for the whole week. Awesomeness! ๐Ÿ˜› We had a nice lasagna dinner meal and then had ice-cream at the end for dessert. Michael and I went to bed afterwards and I began texting Beautiful E. I don’t remember what we were talking about specifically. Mostly about how the vacation stay was like. Surprisingly and coincidentally, Beautiful E and Sydney were at a Condo on the beach with a pool and hut tub. So did ours. We also had a balcony on the main level. So did Beautiful E. It just getting more coincidental for us.

MONDAY

Probably the predecessor to the worst and depressing day which is Tuesday, but I won’t spoil more than that. Monday was quite busy. Michael and I woke up around 7 to 8 o’clock. I tried to text Beautiful E though she didn’t respond for another hour. So Michael and I went to the beach and started swimming. Unfortunately, Michael’s Mom started saying that we couldn’t go to the point where we couldn’t touch the floor in the ocean. Where’s the fun in that? I love going out far into the ocean! But whatever. It sucks, but life goes on. Thankfully, Mother Nature started to become daring to us. Big waves came upon us. The biggest one literally knocked me off my feet and flipped me in the water twice where I knocked my head on the sand. And I was underwater during the whole time, so that concludes a very big wave. At least a strong and tall one.

Later on, when Michael and I got tired of the waves, we went to the pool. The pool water was 8 ft. Oh gosh. That was one of the happiest moments of the vacation. A deep pool. Especially in a condo area! The water was weird though. It felt like too much chlorine was added in the water. I don’t know. It was very hard to breath in the water and when you swam down to the 8 ft part of the water your ears to clog and brain starts to hurt. It was a good pool either way. Took a while to get adapted to the pool, but it was good. Michael and I tried breathing competitions, but Michael kept winning. I shame my Russian and Romanian ancestors. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ When we finished with the pool, Michael’s Mom cooked us a barbecue of nice hamburgers, Sprite, chips, and much more. Then Michael’s Grandma cooked us some cookies when we were inside. They were in fact delicious. I got Michael to watch Doctor Who. Since I couldn’t continue watching the series without my family around, I decided to have Michael involved in the series of Doctor Who. So I got him into it. At first he seemed okay with it. So I just let him be.

Michael’s Mom made us go out on our bikes. I had $5 with me from the money that my Dad gave me, so I immediately cycled to the gas station with Michael. A thing I noticed; the path where we were supposed to get to the gas station was full of tourists, cyclists, walkers, joggers, couples, pedophiles, you name it! It was kind of difficult to drive in the thin road, but Michael and I managed. At least I did. I ordered 2 King Size skittle bags and a Hershey Drop Bag. Michael just ordered some gum and saved $2 out of his savings. I came home and enjoyed the food like a King. I felt like texting Beautiful E, but then I decided best not. I watched Michael play the Wii and regretted not bringing my Wii Play to the vacation since Michael had brought his Wii. I was also regretting that I had not brought my PS3. Dangit. Eventually, Michael and I started to go to bed around 10:00 at night and fell asleep probably 30 minutes later.

TUESDAY

So Michael and I woke up again around 7 to 8 o’clock in the morning. This time, we decided that we wanted to go to the pool instead of the beach today. So we let Michael’s Mom and Michael’s little siblings Brooke and Jake and Michael’s Grandma enjoy the beach. I completely forgot as well. Brooke became a great nuisance. I did not want to make a whole big fuss about it, but it got me so much on my nerves. She would complain at the slightest thing that did not please her. She is a good girl and I like her so much when she behaves it’s just really unraveling. Michael’s Mom is a good parent at heart and I really like how she is as a person, so I don’t judge her at all. Look how Michael turned out! ๐Ÿ˜„ Michael’s Mom made Michael and I go cycling around after we came out of the pool. On the way it was all happy until Michael almost got hit by a service truck. It literally pushed my heart up to my stomach. The trucker honked his horn and we drew a lot of attention from the cars driving by us. How Michael almost got run over was because we were driving on the thin side of the road, that’s how we could get to our neighborhood the fastest and easiest way without having to cross over to our neighborhood. Only disadvantage is that we needed balance because it was either the road lane or this steep sloping hill. Michael lost balance and almost shifted in front of the trucker. He managed to hold back and pull out of the lane and he survived. Oh so many “what were you thinking” came out of my mouth. I was royally scared and ticked off.

We came home and relaxed. Michael’s Mom forced us to come outside. Unfortunately, we had to and we did really nothing except make fun of Mother Nature and hope she would present us some smashing waves. We did not get any good waves but we tried our best to enjoy the time. Michael’s Mom, Grandma, and siblings, were at the shore sitting and relaxing. Actually Jake and Brooke were messing about at the beach trench near the shore splashing at the shallow water. We went back inside after awhile when we were bored and continued to watch Doctor Who. I texted Beautiful E and asked her how she was. She told me she was at the beach with a friend of hers called Matthew and this other guy called Jake. Will this madness with guys named Matthew end?! ๐Ÿ˜€ Anyway, she told me that they tried hit up on them and get their phone numbers. Surprisingly, I didn’t feel one single nerve to be surprised by this. I was actually chill about it. Beautiful E did admit that they gave their phone numbers to Matthew and Jake. It was kind of strange for me to take at first, but we’re not going out, so I completely respected the fact that she could do whatever she wanted. Eventually our conversation ended and so did the last of my Skittles. Michael became annoyed when he had to start doing chores around the house. Thankfully I only had to do a few of the chores out of the most chores he did. I wanted to be a good guest there. Not one that complains and constantly requires 5 star service. I thought this condo was great!

When evening struck, and Michael and I started to get hungry, Michael’s Mom announced we were going to a seafood restaurant. We arrived after a 30 minute drive and man it looked shabby from the outside but it was so fancy and ordered I would say immediately it was a 5 star restaurant. I don’t know. I haven’t seen a 5 star restaurant besides McDonalds or Olive Garden, but man this was good. I tried texting Beautiful E on the way, though she didn’t respond. So I just made my decisions for what I was going to eat on the menu. A quick complaint to restaurants. If you could just add a picture or some sort of drawing of how the food actually looks like on the menu, besides just fancy words, I would know what I am eating. I chose a nice big cheese chicken burger with every seafood side. Fried shrimp. Cod. Crab. And there was something else. I can’t quite remember. The point was that it was superb. Beautiful E texted me after I was done eating food. Michael and I went down to the bay of the restaurant where there were performers singing mainstream songs and a juggling entertainer. The juggler was pretty cool. Around his young 20s. He saw us and invited us to for some lessons on how to juggle. He taught us these cool stilt tricks where we would have to throw some thing up in the air and cross our stilts back and forth then catch it. Michael was the best at it. I was half surprised and half happy. Then he got us to the juggling part of the business. I did better than the stilts. Unfortunately we had to leave by the time he was teaching us how to juggle 3 balls. Gosh that sounds nasty and weird. ๐Ÿ˜›

Beautiful E began texting me back to the way on the car. Eventually she started saying that she was with Matthew and he was teaching them sign language. More sort of supporting her. Eventually I joked around saying that he would want to kiss her at the end of the week. She confessed that he said he wanted to kiss her. And then I was a little bit uneasy. I still wanted to stay encouraging and not jealous. Cause I wasn’t really jealous, but I didn’t want to come across as jealous. I told her that she could do whatever she wanted and I didn’t care. Unfortunately she took it the wrong way. She said that she didn’t need advice from me and I thought she was super ticked off at me. I don’t remember what I said, but I guess I said a kind of bye or I eventually ended the conversation or she ended the conversation. All the more, I thought I screwed up. Later on in the day, I was beating myself up. Doctor Who kept me mood up. The Doctor’s wittiness. Spectacular. I continued beating myself up until Michael somehow noticed and told me he told Beautiful E about it. I was kind of upset and embarrassed. I hate looking weak in front of girls/women. In general I hate being the weak one.

Later on in the day, near evening, I started to text to Beautiful E and I told her about I was sorry and then she said she wasn’t angry about it. And I tried to explain to her that I didn’t mean it in that way, but talking about it more became more awkward. So I stopped and then asked what she was doing. She said she was cuddling with Matthew. Utter shock flowed through me. Not anger, rage, depression. Just shock and confusion. I was feeling contradictory. Earlier in the messages she said that Matthew wanted to cuddle with her but she said that it was awkward. Not she was doing it with him. I wasn’t jealous. Never. Matthew was lucky. Luckier than anyone at this moment. I just felt so confused and down about myself. A guy meets her for the first few days and he’s already cuddling with her. That used to be me. I just thought that since she’d think it awkward she wouldn’t want me to do the same to her. But a random guy, cuddles with her. The thoughts of how it looked like paralyzed me. I wasn’t crying. No, never. I was just in complete shock. I didn’t know what to send to her. Eventually I stopped texting her and told Michael of all of this. Michael tried to joke around and said with much thought that he was never surprised about this kind of stuff. I’ve always been around Michael, telling him about some kind of girl that I like or likes me and it ends up to ground. He joked around a lot and it helped my mood. But I wasn’t quite satisfied. I went to sleep, reluctantly. Knowing that a random man had touched a girl I loved, so easily, without a second thought.

WEDNESDAY

I woke up. After a long few minutes I kept thinking of Beautiful E. I tried to get my mind of things by hanging around Michael, watching Doctor Who, eating breakfast, food, working out. None of it worked. My brain was still thinking of her constantly. Michael tried helping me with forcing me to come outside to cycle. We came around cycling for a long while. We came across these gift shops. We both separated and checked out different things. I went around the gift shop, meandering pointlessly. I eventually found a place to sit and contemplated. Eventually there were these group of girls in short shirt and booty-shorts tanned more than chocolate. They passed by and made the biggest ruckus. The only thing that was significant about the group that made them involved in this post was that one of the girls looked exactly like Beautiful E. Short. Frizzy hair (LMFAO hair). Funny. Straight nose. Good butt. It made my mind implode. I couldn’t help but stare. Thinking for a crazy minute that it was Beautiful E. It wasn’t of course. Not the same sarcastic personality. They strutted off later on and I met up with Michael.

We cycled back and then had to go to the beach. Instead we went to the pool and ate some more burgers and chips for lunch. I texted Beautiful E and asked her how she was doing. She was good and all, though she continued on with the long spans of time to respond and eventually I ended the conversation impatiently waiting for her next message and gave up. Michael’s Mom had us go to another place just for touring. There Michael and I experienced lots of cool things. Antique items and all that good jazz. Though there was this girl that kept staring at me with her other red-head friend. They were both approximately in their 14 or 15 ages. I didn’t notice until Michael said that someone was staring at me. The first girl was a blonde and the second one was of course a red-head. Every split second they would take a peak at Michael and I and start giggling. I was annoyed with this. I didn’t have time for it. Nor did I care. Later on the girls hovered around us. They were giggling even more and then eventually walked up to us. The red-head did first. She said something like “how old are you guys?” and kept smiling heartily. I said 14. Happy to now think I’m 1 more year into teenage life. The girl said “oh” and said her name was Diana and her friend was Casey. She said that they thought we were cute and wanted us to walk with them around. Michael walked awkwardly and reluctantly with me to them. They were a lot more woman-like to say the least up close. Casey was almost taller than me and Michael. Diana was as short as Beautiful E and did have frizzy hair which depressed me even more, but her hair was red and she had freckles. We walked around with them and I introduced myself. I wasn’t awkward at all. I like talking to new people and I was throwing in many jokes. Many of the jokes made them fall down on their knees. Not literally, but they were shifting. xD

Turns out that Casey was a state-wide champion for Volleyball and Diana was the one who was hitting on us. Casey was the one who liked Michael the most. She stayed next to him and tried to hold hands with him. His blushing was crazily funny. Before Diana could start talking to us they had to leave with their parents. Without giving us their phone numbers, they ran off screaming “Love you” and that was it. Michael and I came home. I was sort of now happy and a little bit more relaxed. I started texting Beautiful E a little bit more. Eventually I started to crack some inside jokes that she usually did. Instead she didn’t seem pleased when I did it at all. Eventually I told her how I felt about how she wasn’t being herself and I was worrying. Then she said that I kept texting her too much and she was getting tired of texting me. This crashed my day. I felt so confused and empty. I really messed up. Again. I wasn’t hurt. My feelings were never hurt. She couldn’t do that to me just yet. I was just surprised that she actually said that. I told her that I would leave her alone and leave. Then she responded with “Yeaaah. Whateverrrrr. Byeee.”. I was in a state of confusion. I told Michael about it, but I was kind of still happy about what happened earlier. But I felt a large piece of my body go empty. Like everything that was there was gone. The girl I loved so much and I texted her too much and bugged her. Now everything was pointless. Vacation. South Carolina. Just not Michael. He kept me going. And I thanked him for that. It was the greatest thing I could ever have. The best friend I could ever have. Never would turn his back on me and never help. โค Cheers to Michael!

THURSDAY

I woke up. Still empty but then full with food. I tried not to text Beautiful E at all cause I knew that I would make things worse. But it just felt so weird NOT texting her. It was like a piece of my required activity everyday that I was not supposed to do. At some points I nearly gave in and almost started to text her, but I held back. Thursday was average. Not so special. We had a good food, but decided not to eat at any fancy restaurant. Near the end of the day, we went to this kid concert where there would be this Country guy performing for kids and lots of families would be there. Worst of all, girls exactly Beautiful E kept appearing. Michael laughed every time I pointed it out and pointed out my bad luck and how life just purposely wanted me to be reminded of her. I was taken off mind when I finished ordering my ice-cream and I was the only one outside the shops next to the concert. I saw many couples. Cuddling. Nudging. KISSING. Everyone passed by me and gave the sharp and disgusted looks. I could not look at the world confidently anymore. When I was at my nearest low moment, Beautiful E texted me. For the first time. I wasn’t exactly lifted up from depression, but I was certainly surprised.

I texted her back and acted average. Michael came out and I told him about it. Michael’s Mom went with their grandma and siblings to the concert seats. Michael and I stayed on the outside sides where the shops were, listening to music like a bunch of hippies. I tried to act normal even though I so wanted to exploit my confusions to Beautiful E, but I stayed normally calm. I even began to delay a little bit on the responding cause I was busy singing to Pumped Up Kicks with Michael. Eventually we had to leave because Jake and Brooke were having sissy feets. At that point, Beautiful E and I ended our conversation. I went to bed and ended the rather short and uneventful day of Thursday.

FRIDAY

Of all days, this was one of the best days of the week. Not that any of the other days were bad. The experience and touring around South Carolina. Especially being with Michael and his family and eating at restaurants. It’s just that this day was more eventful.

Morning as usual, I woke up. Once Michael and I got dressed, we decided to go to the pool to relax. On that day, when we were more adapted to the water, we both decided to try out how long we could breathe under water. It took a lot of tactical breathing techniques, but in the end, Michael and I got around to staying underwater 100+ seconds without breaking a sweat. I held the record of 109 seconds. Michael almost beat me, but successfully got 108 seconds. We went boss mode in breathing. And the funny part was that Erick (from my neighborhood) told me the average human passes out around 2 minutes of breathing. I didn’t break a sweat around 109 seconds, but I didn’t know how I stayed underwater, so I got up. I guess Michael and I aren’t the average human being! ๐Ÿ˜€

After that little pool accomplishment, Michael and I were forced to go to the beach. We didn’t want to, but you couldn’t say no to a parent. So reluctantly we went to the beach and began constructing a sand castle. I didn’t want to build a sand castle, so instead I decided to build a huge trench in the water. I dug really deep, especially with the help of Michael. I think we dug about 4-5 feet into the ground. I was pretty impressed. I could fit Michael’s body into the hole. Unfortunately, we had to clog it up when we left. That’s too bad.

We got Chinese food ordered to us for Lunch instead of normal Lunch. I think I got some kind of egg sandwich or a chicken sandwich. Not quite sure. But it was tasty and satisfied Michael and I for a good bit. At least me, Michael began complaining about stomach cramps because he needed to eat more. Unusual, but interesting. We went downstairs and finished the 1st season of Doctor Who. It was awesome to see the whole series again, but unfortunately Michael was very ticked off with the change of everything at the end of 1st season and to the opening of the 2nd season. I would spoil it, but I want the viewers to actually “watch” the series and not know what’s going to happen. So haha!

The rest of the day was fricking awesome! We went to go eat at a dinner and it was delicious food. We also got to see another kid concert. The day was full of events. Lots of girls were hitting on Michael and I, though I still had Beautiful E at the back of my head and I know she doesn’t care, but I have a little bit of decency in myself. I don’t know how to really explain it exactly, but yeah. That’s how it is! ๐Ÿ˜€ The day ended really well. It took me a bit to realize how great this vacation was. If Michael’s Mom is reading up to this point, then I could immediately say thank you for bringing me and having me an inspiration to post this post. So yeah! Friday ended from there and we had to go to sleep early.

SATURDAY

We woke up really early in the morning and then began to leave the house. It was quite a short day. The 6 hour drive was quite fun. I texted Beautiful E and then laughed and talked to Michael throughout the trip. I finally arrived at the house and gave my goodbyes and I missed you to my parents and siblings and of course to Michael and his Mom. Great vacation after all! I played video games after that and had a great time. So, yes! This post is finally done!

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

Drama with a Girl and Season Finale of Doctor Who


Hey guys! Andrew here! I’ve decided, for right now, that I probably won’t be posting daily about my life. Reasons are time issues, business, etc. So, I guess I’ll update on a few days after awhile so I can re-coop and feel like posting another long post. Because according to the survey on the side of my blog, people have voted me to either post normally sized posts or REALLY LONG posts. So I shall deliver! Song/video for today is a song called Satisfaction by Benny Benassi except remixed by RL Grime. Instead of expecting a “dubstep” remix, expect something different. The genre the song is being remixed into is a genre called “trap music”. Something I’m growing very fond of. Almost more than dubstep. So enjoy!ย 

So, the past couple of days since I haven’t posted have been quite dramatic. I confessed my feelings to the girl I like, she confessed her feelings back, we went to church with each other and our friends, I got to go experience the high-school church (awesome of course), and watched the season finale for season 2 in Doctor Who. All of course will be explained in longer paragraphs. But, in the meantime, let’s begin with the basic drama love story I’m getting here. Before we begin, though, I must warn you that I will not reveal the name of the girl I like and I am socializing with since I have not received approval to do so and since that is private unless she is okay with that. So I’ll just refer her as “Beautiful E”. Sounds weird, but when you get her name you’ll understand what I mean. Okay! Let’s begin.

So, there’s this girl. Beautiful E. She’s a Christian. At least that’s how I knew her when I first met her in church. It all started out when I went to Walking Wisely Weekend with my friend to Gwinnett Church instead of North Point. I was kind of risking the choice to go there instead of North Point. Reason why I chose to go to Gwinnett. The only reason. Was that Michael was going. Otherwise both churches were bad; full of stinky, showing-off sport jockeys or stupid, annoying nerds. Michael was the ONLY reason I went to Gwinnett Church for Walking Wisely Weekend. It was the best decision of my life. So far. When I went there I made many friends and made a clear image for myself. I was the lady’s man. Wonder why? Well, it all started when my friend Noah at Gwinnett Church was there with Michael and I. He’s a nice guy. Very formal and respective. Almost to a point of being a goody-too-shoes. Otherwise he was good and great and he was my friend. He was trying to communicate with some girls on the bus (we rode on a bus from the church to our homes on Walking Wisely Weekend). All of the girls gave him the “eww” look if you know what I mean. He got frustrated and then I overheard him. I told him “I’ll show you how you talk to a girl.” I walked up to 6 random girls on the bus. At first, they were shocked by how confident I was when I approached them. But then they became more relaxed and I introduced myself to them. 4 out of 6 of those girls I introduced myself to are now my best friends. One of them was a girl named Mikayla. Pretty girl. But a very girly girl. Not my type exactly. But we were best friends either way. She brought a friend over on one of the weeks we went to church. That was Beautiful E. At first I did not find her so attractive. I was chill around her. I kind of wanted to sit next to Mikayla during the service but I did not want to appear as if I did not want to sit next to Beautiful E. So I just sat next to her reluctantly. Eventually a great friendship grew and so did a secret crush. Eventually I became so into her, every time I would arrive around a friend’s house all I would do was talk about Beautiful E. She was all of it. Pretty. Smart. Sarcastic (in humor). And a Russian Christian. Not much of that in the world. ๐Ÿ˜›

Eventually, though, I made a decision. I wasn’t going to think about Beautiful E as much anymore because due to the past: every time I’ve exaggerated about a girl and how good she was and how much I liked her, that girl ended up to be wrong for me or just mean. I did not want that to happen. So I let it low. But then the more I met Beautiful E, the more feelings I felt for her. I was then growing the balls to ask her out. But then another thought bombarded my mind. Every relationship I had just because I “liked her” ended tragically and in the end we would never talk. I did not want that to happen. So after a couple of weeks of us just being friends. I eventually got a hold Beautiful E’s phone number from Mikayla. Beautiful E called me first, though. The first night she called, we talked for hours and hours straight until 3 o’clock in the morning. Eventually when it was late at night and we were feelings weird and random I finally spilled my feelings for her (this gets to the more recent days of last week). I told her about the dating and why I did not want to date her and the other feelings I had for her. Nervously, I waited for her response when I finished. I was afraid that she was going to be like every other girl I really liked “Oh, thanks. But I’m sorry, you’re not my type.” Fortunately, and luckily, Beautiful E confessed her feelings and said she liked me too. She also said how she did the same thing with me about trying not to exaggerate about me as well. Then eventually down the line we told each other of what parts of us turned each other on. I’ll leave that to blank since that’s private. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Then ever since we kept talking. Until the day that my brother Matthew and when her friend Sydney was over at her house to go to church on the big grand finale to the high-school. Matthew started talking with Beautiful E and Sydney because I started my first face-time with Beautiful E. Matthew started sugar-coating them. Saying in his pitchy boy voice “You guys are so attractive,” which got a lot of “awww’s” and “thank you’s”. I let him do that for awhile since Matthew was not getting so many girls. I just let him have his fun. Up until the point when Matthew started asking Beautiful E to compare himself to me and saying that I hit him and saying that I dreamed about Beautiful E all the time. Which eventually, Beautiful E said with her sarcastic humor “I like you better than Andrew, I hate Andrew.” I knew it was supposed to be a joke and nothing to hurt my feelings. But that sentence really stuck in. I don’t know. I guess I’m sensitive in a way. Even though I hate being sensitive.ย 

I thought that was just for that night. Next day, Beautiful E rarely even talks to me or comes around me. Even when I tried to stand next to her during the music in church she was rather shocked and told me that she wanted to be alone. She did not even hold my hand when we prayed. Was there something wrong? Then that evil voice in my mind kept humming that it was all after what Matthew did. I was so nervous. Beautiful E did not even hug me when she left. I offered a hug, but then she rejected it. I went full on depressed. I did not want to call her. I was feeling so. Ugh. I don’t know. Just. Frustrated with myself. “You screwed up again.” I thought to myself. Talking to Beautiful E during the day was one of my priorities or something I looked forward to. But my day felt empty. I felt empty. I really did like her. And I was confused if this meant she did not want to have something to do with me or whatever.ย 

The next day, I sent her a random message through FaceTime. At first, I thought she was at the beach and I just felt like sending her a message just encase she would respond. She responded and she was happy and joyful when she was talking to me. This surprised me a little bit. Eventually it was all cleared up that Beautiful E was not going to the beach until next week. Only she had dance throughout the whole day to occupy her. Eventually in our conversation I had to leave. Then later on in the day I talked to her when I finished watching the season finale for Doctor Who. Oh gosh. Sad ending. I felt sad as well! But I did not cry, surprisingly. Until I saw my Mom and sister, Patricia crying. Oh gosh. Patricia was literally crying a river. Lol. After the season finale I talked to Beautiful E. I felt like a sophisticated British man after watching Doctor Who, so I gave a lot of witty and funny replies when we talked. She seemed completely fine. It leads me to this last question. Is she friendly to me when she’s by herself with me and only then? The question still burns in my head like a magnifying glass in the sun, but I shall go on! All the events have led up to this point in time.ย 

Enjoy your time wherever you are! BYE!

-ACP

My Opinion (Very Briefly) on My Sister’s Attitude


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. It’s a little bit weird that I have not posted in what seems to be several weeks. 2 or 1, give or take. I apologize sincerely for that. To whom am I apologizing? I don’t even know . . . To whoever is reading this! Maybe my future self when I’m approximately in my 20’s or 30’s. Oh gosh, I can’t even think of myself as that old of an adult. BUT, without wandering off topic, I will try to focus my days on blogging and posting. Not particularly this week because I have big CRCT tests, but the general idea of me going back to posting everyday will try to be taken back into command, hopefully. In the meantime, as I usually do in the beginning of my posts, I shall play you guys and girls a song that I have recently enjoyed and with hope that you enjoy it too! Also, before I give you guys this song, I fixed the followers bug. Turns out there was something I connected my blog to that gave me extra followers. But NOW it is fixed! Here’s the song finally!

Okay, so my day, in very brief terms . . .

Well, on Friday (the day before today [Saturday]), my brother, Matthew, decided to make both of us sleep on the first floor in our living room, on our couches, while my sisters went on a sleepover with their friends. At first, I was skeptical, but then I obliged. It was not too bad sleeping on the couches. I wake up to today pretty simple and go straight to the Office and use the computer. I was sort of hesitant to going to the computer since my Mom said that I was not allowed to play on the computer in the middle of the night and it was near 6 o’clock in the morning. I took the risk anyway with thankfully no one coming to peep on me. I enjoyed a few hours of watching Syndicate play the new map on Black Ops II Zombies called “Mob of the Dead”. Boy, that is such a good map. Wish I could enjoy some of that. xD

Once that was done, I waited throughout the day until my Mom finished watching a show on TV to play some Skyrim on the PS3. I’ve completely decided to go playing all Skyrim and progress swiftly through the game because lately all of the first person shooter games have been quite a difficulty and the gameplay is getting boring. Though I did have some difficulty with these vampires in a random cave I decided to explore in Skyrim. It took about 30 minutes of game time until eventually I decided I should go explore somewhere else. I decided to pickpocket a lot of people to get my experience up. I finally got to level up once from level 31 to 32. It takes a long time from my experience of gaming. ๐Ÿ˜›

But besides gaming, after I was done playing I went outside to practice some parkour and then went attempted to go to Brian’s house and see if I could play with him. Unfortunately, it seemed, he wasn’t there. So I went back to my house and went into my backyard to find my Dad discussing with my brother, Matthew. I was about to go inside as I was passing by when my Dad told me not to go inside and said that he wanted me to stay outside with them. Eventually my Dad started talking with me and we began talking very random things throughout the time. We also managed to fix a problem with the hula hoop we had. Fixing it had a special unusual feeling to it. My Dad took no hesitation to expressing his feelings about feeling special about fixing something. It was a good feeling, but for some reason my feelings were completely mute and I felt too lazy to react to anything. My Dad then began talking to me and reminded me about how I can control my feelings and emotions and not let my lazy ambition take over my well-being, which put a more positive mood on my day.

Afterwards I decided to pick up a book I’ve had over the past recent weeks. I borrowed a book from the library called “Dormia”. A really interesting book I must admit. I read for approximately 1 hour and a half outside. At a lot of points, since I was outside by myself in the nice air and nature, I spoke aloud the words of the book as if I were speaking to a class. At one point as I was reading, a group of bugs surrounded around my knee and sat down, not moving whatsoever. It appeared as if they just sat there patiently listening to me speaking the book. It was quite a funny experience. Despite how much little time I read on the book in comparison to a lot more people who read books with a greater compassion, I got through about 60 pages of the book. No matter what anybody thinks, I believe that is an amazing progression from recently what I’ve done. But I do admit that before, when I read previous books, I could read 100 pages everyday with no problem. All it takes is just getting back into the game, that’s all.

After I was done reading outside for awhile, my sister, Anabelle came outside. Apparently she came back from the sleepover. She told me about how one of her friends, Sarah (whom I thought at first she was talking about Sarah next door [I thought that immediately Sarah could have heard me talking to myself]), wanted to talk to me. At first I denied the request, annoyed by how Anabelle was smiling and it was all a joke. But then eventually I obliged to only have half way me interrupted by Anabelle telling me how she did not ACTUALLY need me. I decided to go back to reading when my Dad called me over next to him and told me about this book he was reading. Some of the information and the topic along with it was somewhat related to what I was reading in Dormia. I told my Dad of this and we began talking for a long time when suddenly Anabelle popped out of nowhere and grabbed my book when I was away, which really ticked me off. My Dad saw it too. He started yelling at her, not too hard though. Don’t worry. ๐Ÿ˜›

Turns out Sarah wanted to play a prank on me and tell Anabelle to take away my book. My Dad finished talking to Anabelle and sent her away. Then, my Dad and I finally finished discussing when Patricia came with Alicia and Sarah downstairs to eat brownies with us after they ate lunch. The brownies were exquisite, honestly. But on a greater thought, my sister began discussing with my Dad about this game called the “Oregon Trail”. For all who don’t know what the game is about, I implore you to search it up on Google or Safari or whatever because I do not feel like taking the time and words to post the description of the game. But anyway, my sister talked for a good whole lunch and dessert time about the game and my Dad was nearly convinced to buy the game on the iPad when it was only 99 cents and the description of the game seemed to impress him. Afterwards, I dismissed myself from the room, and the rest of the day was a blur up until my parents began watching this show on National Geographic (so glad we now have the channel), called “80’s The Decade That Made Us”. A good show showing a lot of what occurred during the 80’s. Finally, Alicia had to pick her up along with her friend Sarah.

When we finished watching the show, my Dad went away with his laptop for a little bit, and my Mom and I and my sister began watching the Breakfast Club. We started watching it yesterday, but only an hour of it. We finished it today and the movie was really good.

During the movie, my sister, Patricia, started giving a speech/rant about how one of the characters in the Breakfast Club was acting like a complete jerk. I was completely fine with this statement until she started jerking her head around as if every word that was spoken out of her mouth had an “umph” to it. I inquired her with why she said that. She did not answer and of course my Mom came into the situation and defended her. Then my sister began making more jerks and started giving some comebacks saying that I liked her before when she did not have an attitude because I liked her when she was shy and did not talk and then went on some gibberish saying that I liked her back then when she did not have a personality. All of those claims are just pure dog poop. That’s probably the meanest word I can say on this blog besides “crap”. Trust me, I have meaner words intended for how ridiculous I think this sounds.

My Mom even comes further into the discussion saying that she likes it that Patricia now has a personality and has some attitude. Uh, hello? Am I the only one who thinks that you can have a personality without an attitude as a girl. I mean, when you’re in necessary situations I would understand, but in simple things like this, I don’t believe it should be tolerated. Call me crazy, but I find attitude in girls, especially my own family members to be very unattractive and I don’t like it in any way. Eventually, during the conversation, I just gave up and said that these are not my kids and I’ll do this when I have my own kids. It sucks. But I had to, or at least I decided to.

At the end of the day, I took a shower and then my Mom rinsed my hair with vinegar due to the excessive scratching on my hair and irritation from the dandruff. Otherwise nothing else for the day. Everything has now led up to now.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP