Science Project is Successful!


Hey guys! Andrew here. Bringing you a new post about my daily life! New here? Well, probably not, but if so, feel free to grab anything and relax for a little bit. This post about today is going to be quite a long one. Video/song of the day is now below! This song is Clique from Kanye West featuring Big Sean and Jay-Z (Explicit Version). It does have a lot of cuss words on the original, so I have decided to find a cleaner version, but still let you enjoy it, because it has a good rhythm. So enjoy!

Now to my day. I’ll just skip to the part where I’m actually off the bus, because apparently the bus was abnormally quite and silent during the way to school. As I walked toward the entrance doors for the 8th graders I met my friend Samantha on the way. A nice girl. I haven’t really mentioned her much, even though we can easily identify each other off the spot. But anyway, as we met up I was holding my Science project –I created from yesterday– in my hand because I had to bring it to school. It wasn’t the easiest to accomplish. Holding a backpack, a jacket, and a project (while trying not to mess with it) was a difficult task. Samantha noticed my struggle and immediately questioned what was in my hand. I told her it was my egg drop project. She nodded and then we talked on the way to the “C” wing. Finally when we approached the breakfast isle of the “C” wing hall, I saw a huge crowd and Samantha apparently decided to just go to homeroom instead of picking up a breakfast. I could have done the same thing because I had already eaten breakfast at home, but I was a little more eager to eat something before school. Unfortunately, a lady at the line who monitored the line very carefully, made sure the line did not overflow and told me that I would have to wait for the line to decrease in number, therefore I just decided to pick up my textbooks in homeroom and drop off my stuff while I could. I did so, opening my locker in one piece and picking up my Georgia Studies and Math textbook, and dropped my stuff on my desk. After that, I left homeroom and went to go pick up my breakfast. The line was unusually long again, but short enough for me to get in line. It took about 2 minutes for my turn to come up. I decided to just pick an orange juice carton and some apple slices. HEALTHY!

Once I returned to homeroom, class eventually started rather boringly. Mrs. Flowers continued to be bossy and irritating around us. Giving us more assignments and calling out people who were talking who should not be talking where in reality she was talking more than anyone else in the class. Not to say anything mean against her, but seriously. Turns out, near the end of Georgia Studies class (which was not really learning or reviewing through anything, besides vocabulary words) it turns out we had to write ALL of our vocabulary words on our own note-cards or a customary notepad, where she told us specifically last time to write it in our composition book. Mesmerizing what teachers can do. I also got moved from my seat next to Hayden because I was talking to Cole, who moved from his previous seat because he was behaving and Connor was being rude and was placed in Cole’s previous seat next to Mrs. Flowers’ desk. Unfortunately, from the cause of me talking to Cole, I sent Cole back to previous seat, but instead even closer to Mrs. Flowers’ desk and was put to sit next to Bryce. A very smart boy who spoke in a lower voice than me. This transition did not phase me at all. It was about time I started talking to an intellectual being like me. Plus he was very nice and understanding from my first impression of him. I talked to him, apparently, too much where Mrs. Flowers’ came to brink of getting pissed off of how I could move from place to place and still talk to people and threatened to call my parents. I stopped at that point.

Language Arts was a bit different as well. I forgot to bring my Workbook designed specifically for Language Arts so I got moved away from next to Savannah, which was almost a crazy thought to me at the moment because I had always sat next to Savannah and was nice and quiet. Our language Arts teacher, Mrs. Harris, seemed to be ticked off with something because she assigned A LOT of people in new seats and when they refused rudely she began to roar ferociously at her students. Surprising. We went over, in class, a poem from a poet I was actually quite familiar with in my k12 experience. Robert Frost. I actually remember writing his whole biography on the lesson about him on paper. So I was quite happy on the hearing of his name and that I was able to identify his name like that where other students were confused and looked around, bored of the sight of another poem. The poem was about a snowy night. I’m not quite sure what the title was, forgive me for that. But it was the poem about snow and in the middle of the night. We discussed over it and I had to identify 3 poetic devices used in the poem and then write a 3 sentence paragraph describing my interpretation of the poem. Simple. I actually finished quite quickly. Ha, I used alliteration right there. Lol.

Then I moved onto working on my Music Poetry Project where I picked the song “Fix You” for my song selection. A lot of people asked what song I picked and were confused and completely clueless about the song. I was actually really surprised. That was a good song and most people I knew knew about it. Preposterous. But, I can’t make everybody enjoy my taste in music, no matter how good it is . . . Anyway, I did a 3 paragraph long mini essay about what the lyrics on the song meant (from what I remember because I did not have the lyrics with me) and then I printed the lyrics online through the computer onto the printer that was in the classroom. I then almost got into a fight with Rob because she scooped my chin and then I scooped him back, instead on his nose and in the face, shoving him backwards. We were smiling during the time, but it could have easily turned into a fight if the teacher wasn’t present and plus Rob was in wrestling, so I tried to slow down a bit. I let him scoop me back, trying not to start anything further and got judged by Brianna. Who I forgot to mention to you all was in my class, though I try not to.

Math was easy. We went over substitution from last week. I don’t remember exactly writing or posting about it, but we did it about 2 weeks back. It was all fairly simple. We then, after finishing our notes for the day, went to Lunch. Lunch was pretty interesting because today I decided to sit with more of the macho man group of the class. There were the nerds/white boy only group (which I loved to spend time with), there were the girls, and then there were the macho men. I enjoyed my time over there because I knew most of the people on the table and had plenty of fun. I drank Chocolate milk, ate broccoli, and had pizza. REALLY UNHEALTHY.  Afterwards, when I did my usual path walk in the cafeteria with our class and walked with Vanessa, I talked to Vanessa and she tried to avoid me, but in a joking manner, because I did not sit with the girls and her at the table. I explained once again I wanted to mix it up. Then at that point, we were at her boyfriend and they did their thing of kissing and all sorts. I just continued walking and did not want to make it awkward and have eyes on the other tables spy me as I stood awkwardly there. Vanessa eventually caught up with me when she finished her thing and we talked. Danielle, as well, started talking to me to, she brought up the same topic from yesterday. This time she was nearly obsessing over the guy and was pleading for advice. Then she went to her friend and Vanessa and I went forward quickly. Surprisingly, when it was just us from our Math class and another class a teacher called her out and stopped her. She asked for her name and her homeroom and Vanessa was quite shocked. What did she do? I thought and probably she thought as well. The teacher said she needed to take her for right now and Ivy, a girl who I met usually when I came early to school, coincidentally was next to the situation and immediately walked to my side and asked what happened. I told her everything she saw and was surprised myself, then she randomly told me about her fetish for corn dogs, which was confusing for me because I did not know if I should be turned on by that or if I should ignore. Anyway, I was still confused.

Math near the end, where we did our homework got a little weird and stuffy. When we had to pull out our Math textbooks, suddenly our Math teacher got on a huge rage about Math textbooks not being brought in normally and now that she was going to check everybody if they had a textbook and if not they were going to receive a citation. Surprisingly about more than 4 people got citations. Wow. Mesmerizing what teachers can do. Most of the people who did not have their textbooks had to partner up with someone who had a textbook and then have their homework done. Most of those were girls and one of them was Lauren, a very semi-popular girl. Everyone knew her. Though recently she had been acting weird around me, like I had just fallen into a sewer or if I had just come from the dump. It was even more awkward when she came to sit down next to my desk. When I offered her a chair next to me to sit in my words sort of stuttered like: “H-h-here’s a chair-r-r-r.” It was weird. I tried to be as helpful as possible and tilt my book to her angle of side so she could read. Then, surprisingly, a girl who sat in front of me came to my desk as well and said she wanted to work with my book too. Eventually, another girl, who was named Shirling (pronounced Shirleen), came to my desk and asked for help on the Math. I had 3 girls on my table. It was awesome, yet un-explainable to its awkwardness. Eventually Lauren returned to her seat when she finished her homework, but the other girls stayed and talked to me. Exchanging jokes with me and I eventually helped Shirling with her work and helped her in guiding through it. It was awesome. Andrew on my side, who was actually very quiet, stared in shock and I nodded like a boss. Lol.

The day proceeded well afterwards. My science project was now about to be of use because next period was Science. Others who brought their projects such as Dianna and a lot of others had amazing egg drop projects. When I walked into the room, Mr. Dyches, at the front door, gazed at my project, gawking. He thought it was well done. I sat next to Brian for the whole time until we were escorted out to the stairwell. There was a whole sheet covered down the floor and a line for people to drop their egg drop projects. We had to pick up an egg from the egg cartons provided on tables and then had to have our egg drop projects weighed. Brian and I’s project was about 75 grams. After a lot of drops and people who dropped it, it was our turn. Brian had convinced me to let him drop our project because he had not done as much as I did and wanted to feel like he contributed. I was anxious. I told him how to use it and how to prepare it for drop. When the time came and it dropped at the floor it toppled. Oo’s and silent noises ruptured the whole room. Mr. Hill, another Science teacher neighboring Mr. Dyches’s class, examined the projects and went in to see if the egg was cracked. Our egg wasn’t cracked. HALLELUJAH! I went running across the hall screaming in excitement, others were looking at me like “Really?” and “What the?”, so I stopped and acted normal. I sat on the stairwell, waiting as other egg drop projects were dropped and then finally we went back to class. Mr. Dyches said that the person who was going to win the project was going to be very difficult to judge because the lightest egg drop project, which was Tia’s, was 4.5 grams, but way too simple. Dianna’s, on the other hand, was neatly constructed and looked like it took several hours to built. Brian and I, though, had an item on the project that actually involved air resistance and had an object no other project had: a wind turbine. He congratulated on those specific people and said, once again, that it was going to be hard to judge.

Then afterwards we went to our homeroom and then connections. P.E. was kind of boring. Nothing uneventful despite going outside for basketball. Health was nothing much as well. It was just a notebook check over what we were supposed to have in our Health folders during the course of 9 weeks. Then we left to our buses as I gave Lucy a hug and Caitlin and Emily a pat on the shoulder. The bus was very entertaining though. Jordan, a guy, was arguing with a 7th grader called Matt and owned him with some kind of shopping at Ross joke which made the whole bus go into a lot of “Oh!”s. Otherwise, pretty entertaining. I went home after the bus dropped us off and told my day to my parents. Then I did homework, did Bible Time with my parents, and had actually experienced a brutal bi-polar weather. One moment, their was rain pouring down so hard that the windows were being banged, next minute, it was shining nicely outside. Another moment there was a brutal wind that knocked a chair on our patio off its hilt and then suddenly everything was calm. Ah, Georgia’s weather. Now everything has led up to this point!

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Apologies for the long post. It was a rather nice day today, so I felt like including a lot of aspects of it. So anyway, bye!

-ACP

A Positive Start to the Week!


Hey guys. Andrew here! Bringing you a post like I’d promise I do. But before I begin about my day, I have to give a quick shout-out to Paige! Apparently she read one of my posts and is now a bit angry at me and has asked me not to mention her. The only logical thing to do at this point is shout her out and give her more attention. Your welcome! All will be explained later in the post. But anyway, here’s a song I’ve been recently listening to:

Enjoy and let’s start the post! (I have music playing the background right now)

Okay, so the day started out as it usually has. I wake up and get dressed. Only that I woke up with a churning feeling in my stomach. Reason why: I was to be at a conference today, but I did not know what time to be there and WHERE to be in the first place. I had been meditating on the idea for awhile, which resulted in a lot of painful, unnecessary stress. Now, though, I can’t avoid it. I’ll have to face it. I told my Mom and Dad about it. Later on the in the morning, once Matthew and Anabelle had already left to their buses, my Dad turned out to have written a parent note on paper for me to give my homeroom teacher directly. I decided to go with the flow with it and try not to over-stress about it. Once I had my clothes on, I sat in the living room with another idea to stress about: I was nervous about going to school. Last week was horrid. Everybody seemed to be against me. Just a few of my friends seemed normal to me. Otherwise it was horrible. A boy named Connor, Brian’s friend, was making fun of me, and sort of bullying me. God, now I hope Paige does not read this because she’ll spill my feelings. 😛

So yeah. I hoped for a good day today, but I still felt nervous. Just before the bus had entered in our neighborhood, I told  my Mom about how I was feeling. She reassured me with the same statement I had previously stated the first time I went to school. I promised I was going to so called “be normal and do my best”, which was true. Still unconvinced, I asked my Mom to pray for me. Then I left to the bus. As I was waiting for the bus, I met up with Erick, my sister, and another girl. Now at this point I was thinking “I don’t want to go to school!”. Unfortunately that was unavoidable and inevitable that I was to enter the bus, unless I wanted to make a big fool of myself and just run home crying like the sissy I was. No. I’ll just go. So I went on the bus. Thankfully, nobody was sitting in my seat. I sat in my seat, thankful. I decided to talk with Marquel (I think that’s how you spell it) next to me and eventually, during the conversation, I asked him to pray for me, as well, for my day. Then, once we were driving into the bus lot near the 8th grader entrance, Jayduh called me randomly and asked how I was doing out loud, which of course got most of the attention in the bus. I answered with “I’m good.” Though I felt too nerdy saying that. I wanted to add like “I’m pretty sh*t” or .. something else! But oh well, that let them to leave me alone and think about what just happened.

Then I entered the school, after the buses stopped, and went to homeroom. Once I entered the “C” wing, I went to go get myself some breakfast and decided to get more than just orange juice. I picked up a pack of apples and then was forced to get an entre. So I picked up a sausage biscuit. Then as I went to homeroom I was stopped by Paige. This now leads to what I was talking about in the beginning. So as I went to homeroom, Paige walked up to me, smiling as usual and a little goofy (sorry, that’s just how you look xD), and told me about how I wrote a post about how I thought she wanted me to ask her out or be her boyfriend. She told me, while laughing still, that that wasn’t the case. At first, I was surprised. I literally asked “how .. what?” Her friend was next to her and said they both had read my blog. Then I entered homeroom once I got the message. After I put down my lunch on the table and got my textbook, I actually thought about it. A few of my friends actually read my blog. I mean that’s how Jessica broke up with me. Haven’t actually explained that I went out with Jessica because there are people who read my posts that will contact my Mom once heard of. But yeah, she broke up with me because she read my blog and found out about my feelings towards her and I guess really figured who I was as a person. I felt weak and quite confused. I kind of feel like my blog is a private place for people, outside of my life, to enjoy and read. Not my friends. But then again a blog is a blog. It’s public for a purpose. I talked about this with my neighboring chair friend, Hayden. He took it in with a nod and then continued his studying and contemplating. I ate my food and decided to study to on work.

Once homeroom was over we were quickly notified that we were having Early Release. Basically leaving school pretty early. The schedule was put on the board. Then we transitioned to Georgia Studies, in which we had to do a review for “New South”. A lot of things I was quite clueless about, to say the least, but I knew about more than a half of it. So I am quite OKAY with it if I had to say. Once that was done we transitioned to our next period, Language Arts. At least for me. We did a little project classwork with a couple of the terms we were going to be needing such as: “similes and metaphors, etc”. Once the rough draft was done, we went to lunch. Honestly, I thought it was going to be a bad lunch, but it wasn’t. I enjoyed sitting next to Chris and Rob and a bunch of other people. Unfortunately, though, I sat directly in front of Brianna. Gosh why do we have to be so close together. -.- Anyway, I threw an aluminum foil crumpled up into a ball, when he threw it across my table, into his face. Which stirred a loud amount of laughs across the table, especially and surprisingly from Brianna. I also talked with Chris and we loads of fun. What was also surprising was Mike, a person who usually acted weird around me and did not like me, as it seemed, was listening intently on my conversations and was nice. I, altogether, had a great time. Once we came back from lunch, we finished up our rough drafts of the classwork project and added a little bit of design and color. Then we went back to our homeroom class to sign us out. Surprisingly we were sent out pretty quick. I almost had actually mistaken me going to 2nd connections when I was supposed to be going to 1st connection for today and then 2nd connection tomorrow. Almost learned that the hard way. Lol.

P.E. went pretty awesome. I don’t want to brag or anything, but it was awesome. We had a test of the Pacer. A sort of cardio exercise. It involved a group of people running from one wall on the other side of the gym to the other wall on the other side of the gym before a beep sounded. If the beep sounded and you hadn’t touched the wall in time you were out. Though it was also extremely hard because I have asthma (just learned I did about two weeks ago o.o) and plus you take about 2 second breaks and then run again which really requires patience and stability. Two things I don’t have. Though, this time, I wanted to do good and impress. Last time on the Pacer I got a 37 lap run. Our class teacher, Mrs. Turner, notified that we had to do 5 more in order to make a 100% grade for the test. So I was determined, yet anxious. I did not want to fail. Luckily, when we started I paced myself (Ey, get it! PACEr and PACE. No? Forget you! xD) and did the customary breathing my Mom had taught me to do when I was running. It helped a lot, but also crept a lot of people out, making them ask why I was breathing like this. In return I said I had asthma. That shut them up for awhile. What surprised me, though, was that I made the max: 40. We had to stop at 40. But what about the 100%? I thought. Oh well, I made it to the max, I’m happy. I came to the wall where everybody, who failed to go farther or who were waiting, sat. Then we went to the rooms to dress out after we put in our score for the test. Then we left the room and I sat in my seats waiting for the bus call. Then we left to our buses afterwards. The bus was then awesome. I had to sit, unfortunately and fortunately, with Eladia. The unfortunate part was that Brian –another one, who was in sixth grade– sat in my seat and I had to move and almost bring attention to myself. The fortunate part was that I enjoyed sitting down and talking with Eladia. Especially with the thought in my mind that she had a crush on me. 😛

Then a whole war between Matt — a 7th grader who sat in the seats in front Eladia and I — and Jayduh, along with all the girls in the back backing her up. It was funny and fun. They had done it back in the morning, though it wasn’t as brutally funny and plus I was talking with Marquel the whole time. Then when most of the people had left, it was just the group of us again. I decided not to move from my seat, this time, and let them do their thing, and speak from all the way where I was. It didn’t bring so much attention to Adrian as he would usually call me gay and I would respond back with a coolly attitude and then we would make fun of each other. Sometimes we would tussle a little bit. xD

We did this for about the whole time until we went back to our neighborhoods and I walked with Sarah on the way. We usually talked on our way and I liked talking with her. I complained to her about Connor’s problem of bullying, sort of, because Connor sincerely looked up to Sarah and I just felt like telling her. She told me she would handle it. Then after that sentence was taken in, I felt like she was my Mom. Haha. I don’t even know. Lol. Then we went into our houses. I gave all the good news to my parents then, had my dinner, and then went to Brian’s house. Another Brian this time. One who is in my grade but is not the short Hobbit one. I went to do the project with him and his mother helped us out a little bit as well. We did the project (an egg dropped without cracking) with Styrofoam and a plastic cup enclosed around. First time we tried it did NOT crack. Success. Brian even threw it across the field and it STILL did not crack. We were successful. Then, just before we were about to involve some engineering into the project, Brian reminded me that we were not allowed to have Colloids involved in our project, as previously mentioned by our Science teacher, Mr. Dyches. We looked up online and turns out Styrofoam was a colloid. Dang it. We looked up online and thought for almost an hour for methods to be successful. We found an idea to add cereal to help reduce the impact, involving Rice Krispies and plastic bags. It seemed successful, though we called it a day today. It was already becoming dark outside. I walked home and then told my Mom of what happened at the house and then she told me that when she went to the conference with the teachers (of forgot, I had the conference at lunch, but then my parents took their own conference with the teachers) and was notified by the Science teacher that he wanted our engineering to be sophisticated and include a lot of springs and elasticity. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO DO THAT?! Ugh. I’ll figure it out some other time. Anyway, now everything has led up to now. I have to study a little bit for homework and do Bible Time, so bye!

Enjoy your time wherever you are and bye!

-ACP