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

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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

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 Addiction to Doctor Who (D.W.) and My New Deal with Mommy


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. I plan for this post to be quite a long one and hey! I got my old typing speed back on pronto! Anyway, as usual, I shall present to you a song/video. Today I decided a video. It’s a video that has replayed in my head so many times it is unreal. You might have heard it and if so, you don’t have to exactly watch it. But I implore you to watch it either way. It is a good video! Funny as well. Here is the video “Skype Laughter Chain”. It is unique and once again funny. Enjoy!

This is probably the first post that I have used my Mom under the term I usually call her by “Mommy”. Honestly, I have no problem with using that name, especially in front of friends and grownups, but I have realized that I call my Mommy “Mom” in my posts. It just doesn’t make me feel me. It makes me feel American. I know it’s weird. It’s just how I feel. For now on, I shall refer to my “Mom” as Mommy and my “Dad” as Tati. Which are the usual terms I call my parents by. Even if I’m 14.

So down to the day. Well. Actually I’m not talking about this day specifically. I’m going to talk about what’s been happening recently that have been important. It is Summer break. Many goals for me. I want to raise $500. I don’t know how, but if there’s a will there’s a way as they say. I want to exercise more. I’ve been growing some fat over my worked out abs. I’m getting worried about my breathing since I get tired working around the house (which actually leads into the next thing I was about to talk about). Last two objectives I want to reach game-wise is to get Max-Prestige on Black Ops II, which is basically the highest level you can reach online. I’ve so far Prestiged twice out of 15 times. So I’m on a straight pace from here. And the last goal is that I get to round 50 on one of the Black Ops II Zombie maps. I hope it is Town. At least that’s the map I prefer and am best at. So those are my goals. Now to my next topic of discussion.

I have recently made a deal with Mommy. It all first started when she started saying at the first few days of Summer that I was not going to be playing as much as I would like to on the electronics. Unfortunately, I wasn’t expecting her to limit me on everything. She put a limit of 1 hour on the computer and 1 hour at the rest of the electronics. Imagine me, writing a long post on my blog. That would be approximately 30 minutes, according to how fast I am typing and whether or not I get distracted by another thought and decide to postpone my post. Which leaves me with 30 minutes left of watching Youtube or playing Minecraft. Though, I have faced a major problem with the computer. I cannot play Minecraft. There’s a glitch that has occurred on my computer that causes me to constantly lag out or get inevitably stuck into a cave and I’ll have to start allover the world. I don’t want to start allover the worlds because I’ve worked really hard on them, but it almost seems I have no choice. So I decided to leave Minecraft alone, which leaves me with 30 minutes of Youtube watching. I would normally be fine with that option, but now since there are so many Youtubers that I watch including “ImAnderZel” (Swedish Gamer), “TheSyndicateProject” (British Gamer), “PewDiePie” (Swedish Gamer), “Smosh” (You know them), “RayWilliamJohnson”, and more! Recently Syndicate has been posting 3o+ minute videos in just one video. How do you reckon I’ll watch the other videos? So, of course, with my hormonal teenage mind I had to go and complain. It became a tragedy in the first few days but then my Mommy came to an agreement saying that in order for me to play as much as I wanted to, I would have to work that much. Say for example, I wanted to play 2 hours on the PS3, then I would have to work for 2 hours on some chores. The idea seemed great, but my Dad warned me to not get ahead of myself and think this was an opportunity to get hours. Of course, though, my excitement caught on to me. The first few days I did all my chores successfully. Only problem was that I did not have an chores left to do. And the chores I didย do were about 5-10 minutes each. It became difficult, but somehow I’m surviving now. And that’s how that happened.

Another thing I wanted to mention. I’ve gotten a huge crazy crave or addiction to watching Doctor Who. Not as in CRAZY CRAZY, but as in I love watching Doctor Who. Now I will actually refer to Doctor Who as D.W.; no, not D.W. from Arthur, but THE D.W.. So I’ve been watching it a lot recently with my sister (Patricia) and Mommy. It’s a really good series. I’m not much of a sci-fi fan, but I really enjoy it and the characters and imagination in the show is brilliant. Plus, the show is British. So it is just British people time-traveling. Oh, I’ve already said too much. For anyone considering to watch it, I suggest searching it on Netflix. They have the first 6-8 seasons I believe. It is still an ongoing series, but it is only available to watch in Great Britain right now and my parents do not have BBC to watch with, so yeah. Sorry. Anyway, all in all, the review is that it is a must watch series. You’ll get hooked and attached to the characters easily. Patricia already has a crush on the Doctor. Ooh. xD

Yesterday, I went to the pool and actually got time to relax and swim in the pool. At first I was hesitant to take off my shirt for one only reason. My nipples on my chest are huge. Now, when I say that, don’t think that I’m saying I have boobs. Boobs and nipples are completely different things. And turns out, the men’s nipples actually grow when the chest muscles are forming and since I had been exercising a lot on my chest muscles I guess they are forming. It is quite a disgusting look at first, but I believe I’ll blossom into great muscles. ๐Ÿ™‚ So I got sunscreen on and reluctantly took off my shirt and jumped in the pool. It was cold and first and I shivered for a long while, but then I got used to it (for a few minutes). I decided to test my breath and see how long I could stay underwater by the simple test of swimming from the longest side of the pool on each end to the other end. It is a really hard task, but rewarding. I could do it at Mrs. Amy’s pool and Suzanna’s pool. This pool was a bit wide, but I wanted to see if I could still do it. I went and Anthony (who was with us) and my brother and sisters were doubting me. It was, indeed, a hard task. My lungs began to hurt and I could barely see the end. I thought I was never gonna get there. Afraid, I was about to give up and simple plop out of the water. But my courage and persistence was strong in me. I kept going and finally I saw the end. I made it and I was so happy. Finally. Something to prove that I still have it. Everyone cheered. I was out of breath. I got out of the cold water immediately so I could cool down.

Coincidentally, in the same pool, this family entered the pool. A fat boy with a very skinny girl who looked almost like Patricia’s age and an old lady. Not old, frail, and skinny. More like old and pompous. Fat, I should say. Weirdly enough the old lady gave Anthony a weird stare. I could not see her eyes behind her shades, but I could tell she was holding back a cruel, wicked face. She walked up to Anthony immediately when she entered the pool and said “We are not letting you play with any of our toys.” Then she walked away. Weird right? Eventually Anthony started to tell me the story behind everything and all it seemed to be was that Anthony had done nothing wrong except make them pay $16 for a boogie board that the fat boy broke. At first I was getting annoyed by it, but I decided to ignore it. Until, randomly, the old lady came up to Anthony when he was swimming and accused him of calling her mean and then started saying that he should think why she’s acting so mean. Now I was ticked off. She had no right to push him around like that. He couldn’t fend himself. He was a respectful man and did not mean any harm. When the lady passed by us and got all the attention around the pool my Mommy walked up to her and said, “If there are any problems, just come to me. He’s with me.” The lady responded saying that Anthony and her had their past. Just when she passed by us, Patricia was trying to hold me back from going up to her and putting her in her right place. Luckily, nothing bad happened and I kept my mouth shut. Reluctantly.

Later on, in the pool, a huge water pipe broke and water was pouring out of the water room. Shooting fountains of water out of the brick. Anthony and I were joking around and saying that the building was going to explode. Unfortunately and fortunately it did not. But oh well. You don’t see water leaks at pools everyday. Unless your life is pretty eventful. ๐Ÿ˜›

Last thing I could remember was that my Aunt was over during the weekend and we celebrated her friend Nadia’s birthday at the Buford Dam. It was a Dam good time. ๐Ÿ™‚ And that seems to be all I could remember for the beginning week of summer. Cheerio!

Enjoy your Summer time (unless you don’t have Summer) 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

Not Sure How To Title This Day . . .


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post about my daily life! This will be quite short because today was unfortunately and surprisingly uneventful. So, therefore let’s begin with the post! Oh yeah! Of course! Forgot to give you guys a song. My apologies. Haven’t posted a “daily life” post in awhile. ๐Ÿ˜› This song/video I will be posting for you guys to listen to is a really awesome song. Had it in my head for a long while. It is called Explosions by Ellie Goulding, only this time this song is remixed by Gemini. An artist whom I’ve posted a song he made too, so of course good experience comes from this. Please enjoy, just I like do for this song!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9-O2OfTD5Y

Okay, so in short, for the day, all I did was go to school and focus a lot more than last week. Last week was sort of depressing. I had no motivation to do anything last week, especially in school. It was weird. But I got my mind back in the game and now I am focusing. Unfortunately, I got an 83% on my Language Arts Common Assessment which brought my Language Arts grade down from an 88% to a 86%. Frustrating, I know. I also got an 83% on my Science Test, which I don’t believe is possible because I made better than a 90% because most of the questions were easy. I’ll have that checked tomorrow. I also had lots of fun spending time with Vanessa, Avelyn, and a lot of my other good friends in school today. I discussed with Avelyn a new so called “update” coming up in Minecraft with a lot of amazing new features to it, but a lot of downfalls to it. Gosh. The negatives are so big, though. I spent a lot of time talking to Vanessa during Lunch and Math class. Even in homeroom. I also talked with Eric (another one in my P.E. [not the Korean one]) a lot more. We are growing our friendship everyday! ๐Ÿ˜€ This will be so corny if he reads this. Lol. A last detail to the school day: Drama was actually a lot more fun than usual. Probably because I was actually paying attention and Brody was not sitting next to me distracting me. I got my head on straight and was able to learn something in Drama, plus I had new people sitting next to me, so that was good. And that seems like that’s all! ๐Ÿ™‚

I came home after school and then went to Brian’s house because he so called had “snacks” from the Easter Hunt party they celebrated while I was over at Michael’s house over Friday and Saturday (I did not have time to post about that, sorry). Unfortunately, the only thing I could eat/drink were Cheetos and some small cookies. I took a vitamin that they always had in their house and then drank some fruit juice. They were good, I can’t complain. Especially while I was watching “That’s 70s Show” with Brian. We did not really study, at all. Eventually Brian had to go looking for a Soccer ball he apparently lost while I was gone at Michael’s house. Unfortunately, we were not able to find it and then I left. I went home to study on the computer when all of the sudden Erick (the Korean one xD) came to my door and asked if I could come outside. My Mom did not want me to go outside and she had answered the door, so I asked my Mom in front of Erick if it was okay. Honestly, I was not going to be mad or frustrated if she said no. Though it would have been nice if I went outside. She said yes, but only for a Mom and also to get my brother, Matthew back to the house. Erick and I went outside and finally reached Ascarett’s house. We heard Matthew, Patricia, Ascarett, and Anabelle’s voice from the backyard of the house. More Matthew’s house then all of them and he was the only boy there. Lol.

We tried yelling from the front of the backyard fence for Matthew. To our unfortunate effect, they did not hear us, so we went around the back where the path to the forest also led to the backyard. We did so and told Matthew about how he needed to go home then Erick and I played with my two sisters and their friend on the trampoline until 8:30 near midnight, which was approximately near an hour outside. It was time well spent. When I came back home, I put on some cleansing gel for my face and surprisingly it made my face completely clear of pimples. All there was on my face were scratches, otherwise, nothing else! Great! Then, finally, I studied for my Drama quiz that I was going to have tomorrow. The time is now leading up to now.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

I Nearly Get A Citation?! (Punishment)


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post. Of course, hello to the new people from allover the world. It always seems somebody from out of America is reading my blog or somebody IN America is reading it, so, hello! Hopefully you won’t haveย pedophileย  tendencies for a 13 year old like me. Hehe. xD Anyway, here’s the video of the day! Enjoy!

It’s not really a song, well, it is, but it’s a parody rap sort of from ERB. I love them so much! ๐Ÿ˜€

So let’s start about the day! I slept graciously throughout the night up until my Mom woke me up and I had to get ready for school. When all my things and clothes were set up, my sister, Patricia, my Mom, and I waited for the bus. Usually the bus arrived at 8:40 AM, but this time it decided to be a little late and come around 8:50 AM. My Mom and I were a bit worried we missed the bus and that my Mom might have to drive us to school again, but luckily the bus arrived on time and when I went to my bus stop I talked with Erick and we both agreed that we thought we missed the bus. When finally we got on the bus, nothing exciting really occurred at that point. There WAS a lot of commotion and I seemed to be energized, but otherwise, not too much happened. I talked with Brian a lot and told Erick on the bus a fake story about how Brian and I sent an prank e-mail message to our Georgia Studies teacher. Of course it was a joke and not serious, but it was funny to think about happening.

I walked with Marquel to the “C” wing where finally Brian caught up with me and I picked myself an orange juice and a fruity tooties cup. It was all they had, at the moment, and plus I was really hungry. It seems like something good to eat, but trust me, the fruity tooties are stale. But on a worse note, when we began Georgia Studies class when homeroom was over we took a quiz. It was a 10 question quiz but technically, at the same time, a 9 question quiz because the 10th question was a question we did not go over and counted as a bonus point for those who wanted to try it out. Of course I did, because bonus points were always good, no matter what! When I finished I felt nervous. I was nervous for this one question and was hoping that I got a 100% on the quiz. That would have been really nice.

Language Arts was pretty interesting, actually. We had to a bellringer for class about a life-event diagram we did for classwork. Then we got our grades from the Poetry Quiz test and the Poem Homework test. Astonishingly, I got an 84% and a 100% on the homework. I was actually negatively astonished by the fact that I got an 84% because that was NOT acceptable in my family’s terms. 90% or above. What then finally reassured me was when the Language Arts teacher announced that I had the highest grade in the class. I guess that could count as an excuse for my Mom. Afterwards, for the last assignment in class, we did a classwork project involving a long piece of paper where we involve significant events that occurred in our lives from birth to our current age right now. I finished about 3/4 of the project within that allotted amount of time and then finished up the class.

Math was pretty easy too. The elimination method that we were learning in Math came pretty easy to mind, then, eventually, Andrew on my side, started talking about funny things which easily subsided me from focus. Luckily, then, it was only Notes we were taking in class and plus we got to go to lunch. I decided to sit with Andrew and his friend this time along with the ghetto/urban popular girls. I never really mentioned in my previous posts that when I sit with Andrew and his friend that I sit with those types of girls. I don’t really have a problem with any of those girls, it’s just that sometimes they annoy me. The lunch was nice otherwise. When the class got back from lunch our Math teacher announced that we were going to forget about the notes and forget about finishing it at this point and do our homework. This time, our Math teacher decided to take it up for today instead of having it wait for tomorrow. I wanted to prove to her that I could do this fast and easy, which was true, but lately I haven’t needed to do that. But I tried with my greatest effort. It became even more difficult because Shirlign, a girl I mentioned in my previous posts, turned to me and asked for help on her Math homework. It was easy explaining to her about what to do because all I needed to do was remind her, but she easily forgot. Somehow I managed to finish the whole homework while helping Shirlign with a few problems. Eventually, as well, Shirlign started telling us about this weird boy she had in her new “Health” connection and how he acted like a 5 year old in a fantasy world. Andrew and I laughed our butts off until they flew out the classroom. Lol.

Science, instead today, was crazy. We had a substitute teacher who immediately showed a lot of confidence in her work and whenever someone spoke in the class she gave them immediate citations. She announced all the work that we were supposed to do:

1. Do all vocabulary words on Chapter 8 (which consisted of 20 pages) including diagrams explaining the vocabulary words.

2. Answer reading check questions throughout the chapter (which ALSO consisted of 20 pages to study over)

3. Take a small review of the chapter.

All of this was to be done within the class time or else a referral or citation was going to be given to those who did not do their classwork. I could not believe this. All this work? When the substitute teacher–which she finally announced her name (Mrs. Dunkers)–asked if there were any questions, I answered back saying “I’m confused.” ย She replied saying “With which part?” I replied, confused. “EVERYTHING!” Apparently I was somewhat rude to her and she decided to put me on the citation list. WTF? Like serious. I was answering your question. It was even more frustrating when people who were talking in the class time got about 3+ chance warnings and I got a citation off the bat. When I FINALLY finished the classwork and turned it in I asked if I could not have a citation on my list. She answered “Let’s see how you do when you leave.” At that point I decided not to do or say anything, except work. We had to do a major section review for the homework and I worked over 1 problem to only have the class bell rang. I’m guessing I don’t have a citation now.

Connections were barely any interesting. In P.E. we did not have to dress out in our Gym clothes, rather we went outside to the second story of the school building and went into the fitness lab to watch a fitness video. Drama wasn’t all that entertaining or exciting either. He just showed us a lot of information of kings and queens in during the time leading up to Shakespeare, which was the person we are going to initially study. Finally when class was over and I was to move to buses after the bus call, I went to the bus and went home. Unfortunately, I accidentally got seated with Erick and he happened to be mad, which resulted in a lot of him smacking my head and punching me. It did come to near point of bullying and abuse but it was all in simple fun and plus we smiled afterwards. Though he does need to know his limits and I have to eventually show to him that I’m not a wimp. Suggestions in the comments would be awesome. ๐Ÿ™‚

The ride to home was not very eventful, honestly. Except that Bryan made a funny joke on the bus when defending me from Erick when he said that I was going to work at McDonalds my whole life. Bryan said: “This is you in the future: Plastic or Paper?”. The whole bus died laughing.

When I came home, I immediately when to Bryan’s house and started working the Science homework with him, then I came home. Then I did Bible time after I played the iPad and now I’m writing up to this point. Oh yeah, I don’t really mention this, but I am currently writing my book and today I finished chapter 2. So yeah, I’ll try to mention that. ๐Ÿ™‚

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!