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!