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  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  “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. 😀

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

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I Have Feelings For Someone (Already?)


Hey guys! Andrew here! I’m a little more motivated to post right now, but I’ll try to keep it short like the last post and not so long, so yeah! Song/video of the day is down below! The song is “Daylight” by Maroon 5. Catchy song. Really. I hate how catchy it is. Once I’ve heard it it’s in my head and I keep chanting or humming it. So enjoy and hopefully you have now understood why it’s so catchy.

Okay now to the day. It was awesome. Yesterday, as I talked about in the last post, King came over for Matthew’s birthday party. We wanted Savino to come over as well, but unfortunately he had other plans. So, it was just King sleeping over. Already from yesterday to today we had a memorable sleepover. We always do. I don’t know why, but whenever I sleepover or hang out with my true old neighborhood friends I always have memorable moments. Like last night, just after I wrote my last post we were sent to bed after a brief time and got our beds and sheets ready to sleep downstairs in the basement. My Mom, of course, was nervous and anxious about us freezing downstairs. Fortunately I am cold-blooded –as I like to refer to myself– and filled with Russian blood so I don’t feel the cold as easily. While, instead, my Mom over exaggerates the cold like she’s describing it in a poem with lots of hyperbole. I was reluctantly convinced to wear a T-shirt and a sweater on top with long pants. Eventually into the night I was so hot that I could not sleep and I took off most of my clothes and just left a T-shirt and some boxers. If it were my way, I would just have boxers. No joke. I can’t sleep with heat, even if I’m really cold and I’m trying to warm up.

Into the night, 2 hours later, around 11:30 PM at night, I woke King up from his slumber, right after I went onto my sister’s iPod that we had downstairs in the basement and changed the time to 6:00 AM in the morning, and told King to wake up because it was nearly morning time. It was convincing as well. The clouds and sky were somewhat shading as if the sun were rising, so King seriously thought it was 6:00 AM, but he was also suspicious because he said it felt like a few hours. He then checked on his own iPod and saw it was around 11:30 PM at night and immediately raged. Afterwards, we went to bed and slept through the night. Not together, of course, that would be gay.

The next day, which was Sunday, was awesome. King and I woke up, in reality, early. More like around 7:00-8:00 AM in the morning. My Mom eventually woke up, hearing our footsteps walking downstairs in the living room –as they were in their bedrooms on the next floor– and came downstairs. Suddenly, I felt the need to really play video games with King and also I did not get the opportunity to play Zombies on Black Ops II because I was too busy playing Multiplayer yesterday and owning. Surprisingly my Mom allowed and we had loads of fun. Within 1 hour and a half of playing time King and I played Multiplayer with bots to practice a little bit and got loads of kills. Then we transitioned to Zombies, in which I purposely meant to click the map “Tranzit” but accidentally picked Bus Depot which had NO perks and upgrades whatsoever except Mystery Box and guns on the walls. If you haven’t played Zombies you probably don’t know what I’m talking about. Surprisingly, as well, the both of us reached to round 16. I thought we were going to hit round 10 at the most. We could have even gone farther if I had not messed up, but eh. I’m still happy with my result. After, then,  we played ACTUAL online multiplayer which was a pain in the butt when you were completely unknown to the spawn and where you have people, that actually have played the game, outmatch you. Though I did have a lot of beasting moments. 🙂

Then, when our timer was done, we had pancakes for breakfast. At this point, everybody was awake. I finished 3 pancakes stacked on top of each other and a milk cup and was still hungry. I got 1 more pancake with syrup after I drank another full milk cup and still felt hungry, but I was near satisfied. Matthew then had his turn to play and let King and I play with him because my Mom had left upstairs with my Dad and talked the both of each other together. Everything seemed to be awesome at this point. Eventually, when Matthew’s time was done, King and I went downstairs and I went on the computer for a little bit to check on my blog and stuff like that. Then eventually I went downstairs and figured that my sister, Patricia, and Matthew and King were playing Nerf downstairs. I decided to join in and at first sucked. I tried to rush in and immediately got hit 3 times and lost myself. Though, what then became epic was that we added a speaker downstairs, connecting King’s computer with it, and played dubstep music to get us pumped. Then I picked up the assault nerf gun I got from last Christmas and went ham mode. I was very smart with my ammo. I put 3 nerf bullets in my assault gun and 3 nerf bullets in the previous gun I was using last game, encase for emergency, so I would be able to use both of those guns to take out Matthew and King (I had to shoot each of them 3 times for one of them to get out) –who were on the same team– and win. I won several times and King even laughed, laughing at his constant failure of being outmatched by my skill of weaponry. No joke. I’m very experienced with gun types of games like Paintball, Call of Duty, Nerf, and ESPECIALLY Airsoft.

Afterwards, we took a break and decided to let loose and take in some helium. Outcome: funny voices. We had so much fun for the first 10 minutes we weren’t able to breath. Then when that was done we took a break doing nothing, and then I decided to watch PenguinZ0, which I failed to do yesterday, but now I love him so much. No homo. HE IS SERIOUSLY FUNNY, NO JOKE! King also began to laugh so hard that he got the coughs and was afraid he was going to get sick like yesterday. So, instead, my sister, Patricia, and I continued laughing our butts off and letting them run away to wherever. Lol. Later on, we were faced with nothing to do except relax. King played a little bit of Mario Kart until the day eventually led onto where King left. It was kind of sad. I had so much fun with him. It sucks having so much fun and then having it leave. Anyway, so, once the day progressed up to the point that we were about to go to church, we left to church. Church was great. I felt like I was part of the group. I enjoyed it. I also got pizza. I mostly enjoyed it because I liked hanging out with the girls. Reason why: cause I’m a guy and plus I love talking to girls.

Though, something has come to my attention. There is this girl at church. I shall not reveal her name, because I do not want to mention it without her consideration or approval. But anyway. She’s a girl. My age. Russian, actually, by her ability to speak it fluently and her parents are Russian. She is very pretty. We enjoy talking to each other like friends. She laughs at my jokes and thinks I’m funny. Though she has her own sense of control and humor and does not just DEPEND. She has her own independence and opinion. Plus, she has grown her parts very nicely. Lol. I don’t want to go about that too explicitly, but that’s a plus! Another thing, whenever we sit next to each other during service and worship, she likes for me to have my knee under her knee as we are sitting on the floor and to support her up. Though, I don’t really find that normal. I mean, I act as it is casual and not such a big deal, but I feel like.. her being is being flowing through me. It’s like holding hands with a girl you like, you feel her. You know? Haha, this is going to sound like a love story. Lol. She is surprisingly a brunette. And I prefer blondes! But I really like her. Though I feel conflicted. I even feel conflicted to this moment to write about it. Especially since people read my blog! What if Jessica reads? I don’t want her to feel bad or be angry at me. Plus I don’t want to jump into another relationship. Plus, we’ve only known each other for about almost a month. But I can’t help it. What should I do?

I talked to my Mom about this as I was doing homework. She told me that it was all good that she was Russian and plus she was Christian. She also told me that I, of course, should not go out with her or in other terms, ask her to be my girlfriend, because I’m too young. Plus I could learn from my mistake with Jessica. Instead of actually being girlfriend and boyfriend with Jessica and then figuring out REALLY who we are and having to break up, we could have just been friends. My Mom said, if we are still interested in each other and know more and are convinced we could go out. She also told me this, which was important, that I should tell her how I feel but that I should put restrictions. I don’t know. I feel nervous? What do you think I should do? Leave it in the comments!

Anyway, so all events have led up to here. It’s a pretty long post. I did not mean for it to be like this, but it happened. What can you do about it? Eh. Probably not write as much. xD Besides, enjoy your time wherever you are! I must be off to bed! Bye!

-ACP

Epic Saturday


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post. Here’s the video of the day. It’s a pretty funny video from one of my favorite Youtubers: PewDiePie. Despite the vulgar language and the violent graphics in the game being played in this video, it IS a pretty funny video. The game he is playing is called Happy Wheels. If you are interested in playing then just look it up on the internet. Anyway, here’s the video:

Okay, so this is going to be summarizing my day. Saturday was pretty awesome. Not a lot of things commonly happened during the course of the day. I actually had to do chores in the morning and kind of half cleaned up my room. Then I went on the computer as usual. Except this time, not for playing Minecraft, because today King and hopefully Savino was coming over for a sleepover for Matthew’s birthday party. So I just roamed aimlessly on Youtube and my blog. Then I decided to go outside and do some parkour. My mother, of course, forced me to wear some sort of thick clothing, such as a jacket or sweat pants outside because it was so called freezing outside and my mother did not prefer me going outside in a T-shirt and shorts. I believe the weather was around 50-60 degrees at the moment, going by how much I felt. Though I did not usually feel the cold and often resisted it, but I caved in and put on a jacket at least. I went outside to the back porch in the house and decided to practice a little bit by swinging on the small hut building in our backyard, which I usually did. Unfortunately, the cold got the better of me and I could barely get grip of the wood without slipping off and jerking my hands backwards from the ice cold feel. So I gave up instantly and decided to climb up trees. During that process I could actually see my breath in the air like it was gray steam. I assumed at this point it was about lower than 50 degrees. But I ignored and continued playing outside. Later on, then, I decided to go visit Brian, in my neighborhood, and see him since he was gone for the past few days of the last days of school since Thursday. Turns out, when I arrived inside his house, he said he had the stomach flu and I told him about how people at school missed him. All that good jazz. Then surprisingly we transitioned, after watching on his new laptop, Youtube to watching Paranormal Activity 3. We found the movie online to watch for free, so we enjoyed it!

It was quite a scary and interesting movie, but it did not sincerely SCAR me for life or scare the living crap out of me. More it kept me scared when I suspected something was going to happen but it never did. The ending was just plain creepy. Not going to spoil it, though. Might do a “Movie Perspective”. Haven’t done those in awhile. But I would have to give it a hard 3.7 out of 5. Then after the both of us finished watching the movie I figured it was 1:00 PM when I only arrived around 10:30-11:00 o’clock in the morning. After my farewells, I left, and arrived home seeing my parents were gone. Of course I took the opportunity of playing some Minecraft on the computer. Then after almost less than 10 minutes my parents arrived.

The day proceeded with us getting prepared for King to come over. Unfortunately, Savino was not able to come. SO, King was therefore the only one from our neighborhood (that Matthew wanted to invite for his birthday party) over. It was nice to meet him. Though he came in sick. Coughing and all serious. We then got settled and wasted no time to go to the computer. Then Matthew’s friends from our current new neighborhood came over and played with him. This continued until finally King and I decided to start playing Black Ops II, which was now working on our PS3. Plus I had figured out how to fix the PS3 from last weekend with Michael, thankfully. We played a  lot of good matches and I really liked the multiplayer feature on Black Ops II. Though I have yet to try Zombies and see how it is like. Then when our time was nearly over the DeJesus family came over to celebrate Matthew’s birthday. We had pizza and juice (which I regret taking now…) and had fun. The little kids, including Matthew, played Black Ops II as King’s sickness continued to grow worse and he started to vomit. He decided to take a quick relax and then after an hour, he was completely fine. By that time, most of the crowd had left except for my family and King. We had as much fun as possible and continued the day until it was finally approaching night time and then we had to go to sleep, which leads up to this moment right now.

I think have caught some of King’s sickness, though, I pray for my sake that it is temporary and not as bad that I will have to skip school. 😦 Pray for me! Whoever is reading this! Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

I’m Not Feeling Bored; I Feel Tired …


Hey guys! Andrew here. With a tired brain. My eyes and body are not tired, but my brain is mentally tired for some reason. I guess it was from Walking Wisely Weekend when I pulled an actual ALL-NIGHTER at the house. I guess I wasn’t walking so wisely that weekend. Lol. Hopefully you got that joke, but eh. My stomach doesn’t feel good nor does my mental self. But I’m continuing this post. I pray I won’t vomit in the process. I feel the taste of the pizza I ate today. UGH.

Anyway, today was quite normal except for the fact that once again my body decided to fully wake up around 7 o’clock AM in the morning. I don’t know why, but it seems my brain has been set to wanting to wake up at that specific time. Which is great in all seriousness, but I have felt tired during the whole 4 day weekend. Gosh, I hope this dilemma does not continue. Anyway, back to topic, once I woke up around 7 o’clock I went to the computer, but instead without trying to sneak there. I just walked normally like I would. My steps echoed across the whole house which surprisingly did not cause my parents to wake up, but I’ll take it! 🙂

I stayed downstairs on the computer for a few hours like yesterday, just strolling around Youtube and whatever I could find. Gosh I am so dead and tired… This went on until my whole family arose from their sleep and they came downstairs. The day proceeded quite normally until my Dad went to the store around 10:00 o’clock AM in the morning to go buy cereal. I did not know, until her arrived back, that he brought Anabelle. I guess I was too busy in the office room on the computer. When they came back, they brought joy to the house. My Dad had bought that Marshmallow cereal. What’s it called? With Lucky Charms? Oh yeah, Lucky Charms Cereal! Part of a good breakfast. Lol.

I ate it and ate it. I was too hungry. It was unbelievable. I already ate so much cereal that the Lucky Charms bag was reduced to half of the box. My brother, Matthew, got uncontrollably angry towards me and, of course, called Mom into the situation. He did his whole bidding of complaining to her that I was eating too much, which resulted in me giving a few ugly looks to Matthew, resulting in a couple of yells from my Mom. It was irritating at the moment. I felt like I was about to blow up. But then I calmed myself and just finished my milk, instead of continuing to pour myself more cereal once I finished the cereal. Once breakfast was over I returned to the computer, then the iPad and then back the computer and then back to the iPad, then I went into my room and just chilled for a few minutes there. There was NOTHING special in my day until my parents left with my sisters, Patricia and Anabelle, to Goodwill to do something. Not quite sure if I remember what it was, but they went to go for about an hour and a half. So all that was in the house was my brother and I. Eventually during the process of time while they were still gone, Anabelle’s friend, Jacklyn, I believe, came with her mother to our house to ask if Anabelle was here. Of course Jacklyn, whenever she saw me, gave the same disgusted face towards my direction and her mother was not so pleasant around me. I mean c’mon. I could easily tell. Especially by her mother’s tone. Awkwardly, I told them that they were not here at the moment, and then they left once Jacklyn’s mother told me to ask Anabelle to come over when she came back. I have a feeling that she thought I was lying. I don’t know.

Then eventually Mom and Dad came back home with Patricia and Anabelle and we cooked ourselves some pizza. I had about 3-4 slices of pizza. Bad choice for me. Ugh. I still taste the smell and taste of pizza. What’s even worse is to eat pizza and then drink water. Gosh, that will cause you the worst of burps. Yuck. After we were done with the pizza I finally remembered about Jacklyn and told Anabelle about it. She was hesitant, though, and revealed that she was beginning to not like Jacklyn. Surprise surprise. And btw, that was complete boring sarcasm implemented there.. Anyway, she decided not to go, so therefore I did care. Afterwards, I asked my Dad to see my grades for school in total. It seemed to be that I had a B in Language Arts and Georgia Studies and I had a C in Science. The good part was that I got 95% on my last Science test, which almost got my Science grade to a B, just by off 1%. And the last common assessment test we took for Language Arts (which basically asked stupid questions about metaphors, similes, transitional phrases, so on) got an 80% grade which took my Language Arts grade down from a 91% to a 89 or 88% I believe. I’m gonna check with the teacher about the answers because I KNOW that I did not do that bad and that I’ve come to experience a lot of times where the computer interprets my answers wrong. Agh.

Then the day went on, proceeding the same way it had in the beginning. It was almost monotonous and dreading. More dreading actually because there was LITERALLY nothing to do except go on the computer or go on the iPad. My PS3 was dead, so no point there.. But anyway, the day eventually ended where I started beasting on Jet Pack on the iPad and got a lot of coins and basically beasted. Then I started watching Syndicate’s OLD videos of the Minecraft Project back in the 2011. Good times. And then my sister, Patricia, decided to show my Mom and Dad, as they were playing their table game of some chips or rectangular chips of some sort, ASDF Movie 6. My Mom laughed a lot and my Dad smirked a few times, otherwise they enjoyed it. Then everything leads up to where I am talking to you right now. Gosh, I can’t wait to go to sleep. Sheesh. Hopefully you guys enjoyed this post! 🙂

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

I Think I Am Feeling BOREDOM!


Hey guys! Andrew here. With a new post about my daily life. Sorry about the random schedules of my posts. Some days I don’t feel motivated to do things, while some days I do. I need to seriously work on that. I have that tick that if I don’t feel motivated or “feel” like doing something I don’t do it and whenever I try to do it by force it becomes very difficult for me. Though whenever I feel motivated I can do it “like I make my peanut-butter sandwich“. Ooh, that’s gonna be my new saying/quote. 🙂 Anyway, before we get to the day, I would like to give a big thanks to people who ACTUALLY gave feedback to my poll. Surprisingly a LOT of people gave feedback to my poll. Still trying to figure out how to put it on the side of my blog. Goshdangit. Huh. I guess that’s also my new word. I’m on a roll here, baby! But, without straying too much off topic, let’s begin the day with the most boring day you will ever hear or experience of in your LIFE! Trust me.

Okay, so we all know how it’s a 4 day weekend, right? Well, at least in America it is for sure, or at least in George, or in the county of George it is… But anyway, I am experiencing this 4 day weekend and I’m supposed to be having a great time so to say, but instead a different faith has been destined for me. I am literally bored out of my mind. My mind is as dead as Michael Jackson. OOH, I’M ON A ROLL HERE! Anyway, you get my point.

The day starts out a little different from other days. I wake up, except around the beginning of 7 o’clock AM in the morning, and go to the computer and spend time on it for about almost an hour or two doing whatever pleased me. No. Don’t think about it in that way, I was not watching pornography. Take that evil thought out of your head! But yeah, despite perverted thoughts, I was enjoying myself on the computer. I found myself just strolling on my blog, responding to my friend Haven leave random comments on my post in which I would respond to them in the attitude I inherited that morning. The rest of the time was spent on Youtube, watching PewDiePie, and … okay maybe just PewDiePie. Syndicate does not post at all any more! It sucks. Without his goodness of the goodies, Youtube would never be the same. At least PewDiePie has got me occupied…

So as the hours passed and so did the time on the computer, my family began to woke up, including Matthew and my mom (my dad, whenever he woke up, liked to stay in his room for a couple of hours and then emerge out of his cave, so to say). I did not post about it yesterday, but my sisters, Anabelle and Patricia, went to a sleepover at Alicia’s house. An old person whom I hated so much in which consisted of, in the past, half of my posts ranting and raging about all that I hated about her. I don’t know why, but I guess it was one of those “cooties” moments. I don’t know. My brain went completely berserk. I still have some anger towards her (just a little), but now I am more friendly and regret my mistakes. But hey, it did entertain a couple amount of people for awhile, so I interpret that’s good. 😛

My mom walked into the computer room, spotting me on the computer in a quite slouching position, but instead of doing her normal parenting strategy of shooing me off the computer and doing something else, she understandably nodded her head and closed the door to give me my time. That was such an “aww, my mom loves me” moment. And oh my gosh, how girlish I sound now petrifies me… -.-

After that I continued to watch the computer until it literally bored me to death and I felt like doing something different. It had been my first time watching this video (today) called PEOPLE ARE AWESOME 2013 where basically the video consists of several minutes of crazy stunts and stuff being displayed on camera ranging from parkour to bungee jumping to a lot more crazy things. Here’s the video below:

Enjoy it and love it.

I decided to show my mom this video, knowing she’d think this would be pretty awesome, in which she did. A few of the stunts done in the video made her go “wow” a few times, which was good. At least I got a good feedback from my mom. When she was done I did my usual nagging of how she thought the video was and she said it was totally awesome. From there I knew she was having an extremely good day, which of course, was going to ultimately and inevitably give me a good day. Once she continued to whatever she was doing after my nagging, my mom invited me over to the living room to have me watch “The A-Team”. Now from there was when my brain had been completely fried out. The movie was too fast and action packed that I could not HEAR or UNDERSTAND the dialogue. The best I could do was enjoy the action scenes as much as possible and eat a few cakes. Which also reminded me that I did not have a proper breakfast. We ran out of milk, so I had about 1/4 of a bowl and filled the best amount of cereal I could into the bowl and ate. That wasn’t obviously going to satisfy my stomach, so eventually I took portions of “Coffee Cakes” that my mom made a few days back (don’t worry they are not REAL coffee, it’s just the name) and also, afterwards ate an apple. Then later on when the movie was about to end my mom served the best amount of rice and protein, including meat and beans in a plate and let me eat it down. By that time, my dad came downstairs and criticized my eating skills and how that I required a better etiquette in eating. I listened to him, knowing very well that it was going to apply to me in the future and it’s best to learn it and get my dad off my back. Truly, the only thing my Dad was doing was giving me advice to help and nothing more than that. It sometimes makes me feel guilty whenever I take him for granted.

Besides depressing thoughts, the day went on, and the movie ended and I ended up playing on the iPad, playing Jet Pack or Temple Run 2 until my sisters came home from the sleepover and brought Alicia and her friend Sarah along too. They played and eventually I got to have conversation with the group when my sister, Patricia, needed advice on how to sneak out the iPad to the forest and take pictures when they were specifically told not to. I gave them my best advice and they went off. Then eventually, once they were done with pictures, they came back inside and went downstairs. By this time, I ended back on the computer and played Minecraft a little bit, but not too much. My sister, Patricia, again called me to play with her group Guitar Hero. I wasn’t expecting it was going to be Guitar Hero 4 (the one I don’t particularly enjoy as much), though I tried my best, with a few complaints in front of the group that I wasn’t the best at this Guitar Hero game. Surprisingly, I did pretty awesome. Especially on Crazy Train. A really hard song for me to pull off normally. But I did it and felt like a boss. The group complimented me A LOT on how good I was at Guitar Hero (at that point I was thinking, if they think what I’m doing now is good, wait till they see me on Guitar Hero 3), staring only on my side of the screen while Sarah did a decent streak on the bass instrument on easy-medium.

Once that was over, I left to upstairs and from there it was a blur. I think I went outside and did some parkour. I know I did some parkour through the course of time throughout the day. I also did a few push-ups and rapped and beat-boxed to myself. I felt like an absolute boss. My rapping skills were on FIRE. 😀

Then eventually, I went back inside and enjoyed the rest of the day as I spent on my computer and then watched SNL with my mom. Gosh today’s SNL was funny. Justin Bieber was host and trust me, he had no problem having jokes spit out at him. In one of his parts at the show he even had to call himself a “lesbian” which was like, wow… I would not even do that probably. 😛

Oh yea! My dad also got a better HD on the TV. If you don’t know my brother, Matthew, messed around with the TV HDMIs one day when he was connecting the PS3 that somehow the HDMI cables did not connect for the TiVo and PS3, which caused us a load of problems. My PS3 STILL does not work to this day, but at least we got TV on 1080p quality. Yay!

So yeah, a pretty boring day of electronics….

Oh yeah, have a great time wherever you are! I’m going to try to get some sleep. BYE!

-ACP

 

A Pretty Bad/Good Start of the Weekend


That feeling that you get in your heart. That warm, fuzzy, comfy feeling that you get in your stomach. That’s the feeling of the upcoming weekend. 🙂

Yes, as you have heard if you actually LIVE on Planet Earth it is the weekend and if you live in the USA and are reading this post, you KNOW that the weekend is the sure sign of NO school. It would be almost a sin to put school on the weekends because it is our only source of break from the hard week. Unfortunately I’m not feeling as comfortable as I should be feeling. The reason why is because of my RYAP. I’m apparently failing in it again. Now if you are a new reader to my blog and you just read that sentence don’t think automatically that I’m a bad student. I am actually a very well rounded student despite my C in Social Studies and B in ELA. But trust me, before I had ALL A’s. Ain’t that the past. :/ But the reason for my failing is due to the fact that my RYAP is retarded. Yes, I said it, retarded. It was specifically assigned to me or I assigned myself to RYAP because it was said to be designed to prepare yourself for high-schools. When in fact it has done the exact opposite. I have NOT been learning at all. They just ask questions like: “Are you feeling comfortable with your working space?”, “Are you stressed?” “What is the brain called when it thinks about reading”, and more things to come.

The only thing I’ve REALLY studied about high-school and have learned about was when the teachers were asked a question from one of the students asking about how they are nervous about high-school and the teachers said: “It’s just like moving to middle-school when you were in elementary school, it’s not that bad.” And that was it for anything referring to high-school. Plus I seriously think my RYAP teacher hates me. She has given me three letters telling me I’m failing RYAP because I CAN’T catch up with the given schedule in school. Plus the recent assignment she has given me was not even mentioned in the daily newsletter. How was I supposed to know about that? Anyway, let’s drop my rants for a little bit, as I know they get annoying/irritating from time to time. Let’s go back to my Friday day.

I woke up, rather stressed. I still had the failed RYAP test in my mind. Recently I’ve been depressed because of my screwed up grades this year. Since I want to go to the big universities/colleges like Harvard and Georgia Tech, I seriously get depressed or worried when I fail at something, which does not happen to me on a usual basis. Well, Bill Gates was failing in Middle School but he came back in high school and became one of the richest people in the world, making the greatest invention in computer life: Microsoft. Plus, my mother has told me universities don’t look at middle-school and elementary grades. They really look at High-School grades, which means I REALLY need to focus on my school then. By the time, though, I am in high-school I’ll be going to a real high-school. New experience I guess.

Thinking about the RYAP test still makes me moody and unhappy. I rather change topics than rather talk about it now. So anyway, it was a normal school day. There were no classes today, on Friday, cause on Fridays apparently the school decides not to host any classes which I believe is sort of random and weird, but whatever. The teachers know better, what do I know? I know what somnambulism and I know Newton’s First Law of motion or something, I don’t know specifically. 😛

There was not so much special school assignments or school work. Just average work. I do find Fridays as a lazy day because most of the time my school decides to give me just three or four subjects, which is friggin awesome! Since I did not accomplish so many subjects, sort of skipped through them, and did not feel as rounded up in my brain, I decided to catch up on my Latin. Oh yes, I forgot to mention to you guys I attend Latin now. But it’s now not going to be worth the while since I’m leaving half way from the school. I’m sort of “HAPPY” and “SAD”. Happy for the fact that now I feel like Nayyir or SOMEBODY has spread some sort of bad rumor about me (I think it’s the barrels :O) and now whenever I speak on the microphone and finish the room goes completely silent and like one or two people applaud which is very awkward but satisfying for me. Though I do have to admit that I did receive a welcoming applause from almost the whole audience in class. Don’t know why everyone decided to applaud but they did.

Going completely off topic here, but I’m gonna rant a little bit more in school. You might not know the people who participate in school very much and their bio and whatnot, but I’ll explain. The usual, average people that participate on the microphone are Anna Rappaport, Ian Cooper (I think that was his last name), Isaiah Wilkins (I think that was his last name), and plenty more, including me. Now let me tell you something about these people, apparently the school has started this weird, popular trend about who’s the best microphone speaker and apparently Ian Cooper is like the #1 speaker and everybody LOVES listening to him. He most of the time gets like 20+ applauds from the whole classroom. I don’t want to say I’m jealous, but seriously now, he talks normally just like everyone else, except with a little more of a chilled voice and with a faster pace. I don’t understand why he’s so hip and pop! xD I don’t want to start with his looks though, cause I would sound like a person who would judge which I am .. and I am NOT. It’s a weird mix between the two. I’m just gonna leave it where it is. Now Anna on the other hand she is probably the smartest person I know. Fastest reader, smart brain, is always participating in every situation, is confident, and is Asian. Lol. Just wanted to throw the last part out there. But yes, she is smart. We used to be friends back in 7th grade, but now there’s been a completely different tone of attitude and confidence. Maybe she’s hitting her period right now? Dunno. But I think she hates me.

Literally, one time I was about to come up to speak on the microphone and we were in Mrs. Bey’s classroom (my ELA [language arts] teacher) and Anna at the same time had the moderator privileges which were like the big “teacher” powers entrusted into the good people. So as I got on the microphone and spoke about two minutes of boring paragraphs I get off the microphone and apparently I see like 30+ confused faces and I start feeling the same way too! What did I do? I’m thinking. Then Anna gets on the microphone and says:

“I think your microphone is messed up–” and then she broke off into this sort of chuckle or laugh and pulled of the microphone.

I think she finds me as weak or something, which IS sort of true cause she is apparently #5 in the world’s lethal weapons training, so if we were to meet she’d probably kick my butt off the face of the Earth. But don’t worry my bros, Andrew’s ninja skills will prevail! 😀

Okay now that I’ve ranted about two to three paragraphs of worthless ranting text, I’ll get back to the day. So as the school continued and I sort of skipped through most of them I found that I was learning a completely NEW set of Latin words (continuing onto me doing Latin). I think I had like 15 words to memorize and I was like FORGET THAT! I just noted them all down, wrote their pronounciation, and then wrote their definition. Done. After school was sort of over my parents had decided to leave and buy a rug for the new living room in the house, so I got like 1 to 2 hours of gaming time. It was pretty awesome. Played some MW3 and relaxed a bit. Once they got back home I helped my father load the rug in and surprisingly they also bought a mattress for the eldest sister, Patricia. Apparently she had been sleeping on a hard-mattress so they needed to spend their money on the mattress. Once that was done the day proceeded on. I’m not going to mention too much of what happened except the major important parts.

Later on I decided to watch Twilight with my sisters and mother jut for the heck of it. Then I took a shower, my mother made us about 40 chocolate peanut butter Ritz cookies along with some chocolate balls. No racist. Lol. I need to take a picture I’m serious! Then eventually near the end of the day as I was playing a little bit more on my PS3 I had received some bad news but had a good thing happen to me. My friend Sebastian and a few of his family members were going to come over during Saturday (which was the event I was looking forward to the most). Sebastian’s mother was going to make some cookies with my mother as a early-Christmas treat, Sebastian, Matthew, and I would play video games nonstop, and my sisters and Sebastian’s sister Sophie would play together. Unfortunately Sebastian’s mother called and said it would have to be cancelled abruptly. It put me in a bummer mood, but easily I was alleviated from the moody mood by joining a Black Ops Nuketown Domination game. It was complete madness. I got my first 50+ gameplay. I was so happy after that.

So yeah, weird start to the week, and sorry for the late post. Gotta get to my life, you know. xD See you guys later, wherever you are, have a great time and enjoy your day/night. Bye!

-Andrew

Whatever… Good Enough


July 26, 2010
Well, afterwards, I forgot like usual about the sleepover. At first, when I woke up, I pictured myself in my home then in Michael’s room. Which was awkward for me. Oh and Daniel and I were working on my Poptropica account then we made Daniel a blog from WORDPRESS. Speaking of that, here’s the link to his site: http://tallberry41.wordpress.com/

Awesome right? Anyways, I wanted to read the Titan’s Curse at his house, but, then they had breakfast then went back to playing video games. I wanted to play soccer like we did yesterday. MAN!! I should remember things. I forgot to to mention my previous post. Ugh! Anyways, I really wanted to move Michael and Daniel’s butts and do something more energetic. Well, they wouldn’t listen. They just continued playing and playing which was annoying me. I eventually went to the computer but got bored. Then, after a few minutes I joined in the play on PS3, Ms. Ginger alarmed us and said we were going to the pool.

Fun, yeah! Something more energetic. We had loads of fun. I went on their AWESOME slide. Then, there were these girls that would constantly stop the slide water. So, it would be JUST like a regular play slide. I hated that. I guess the highest aged one was about 15. Smallest I guess was 5. Well, Michael and I had to constantly turn it back on. Also the girls were preforming these dangerous stunts that were not allowed. I was really ticked off now. I wanted to punch one of them. Then, they said to get off the rope we were sitting on. They said we weren’t allowed to. WHATEVER!! Than, I said you were making those illegal moves and all that. But, they tried to doubt it. Then, like I guess a 11 year old told me this: “I don’t give a f*ck about that”. I was surprised. Michael and Daniel laughed whiled they were repeating it. Than, Michael said this: “Who gives a sh*t about anything?”. Which I thought was normal for him. We eventually left with those girls stubbed in the butt with our speeches.

Afterwards, we went to the Buford Dam (Michael and Daniel lives near the dam). We had loads of fun with nicer people that I misunderstood as Indonesian. Unfortunately, they were Spanish. Wow, how racist I am. Anyways, I had to go to this part of river where it was SOO cold, had seaweed which was slippery for me and the current was pushing me. I felt like I was going to die for a few moments. Then, Daniel copied it. We both were tied. Hahahaha. Funny. Michael was too scared to do it. I just went along with it. Then, we went back home and played PS3 again. I was really bugged by playing only during the WHOLE sleepover. i wish they only had Dsi’s and they would be more active. But, that’s their fault being so ADDICTED to video games. Lol. We eventually had to eat dinner. Then, thunder stroke. While I was playing scateboarding, Daniel’s account got erased because of the thunder. Lol. That happened the SECOND time!! Oh, so funny. Then, we went back to sleep fulfilling ourselves with happiness.