Procrastinating Is Controlling Me…


Hey guys. Andrew here. Bringing you just a post that’s out of the usual.

I love writing I do. Seriously, that’s why I made this blog. At some points near my late 13 or early 14 year I’ve been considering seriously deleting my blog. The only thing that is holding me back from going with that idea is that I have years of written writing that I put time to write and post. And at some point, I want to look back at my life when I was teenager and see how brutally broken and dysfunctional I was, with the hormones and all. I can’t even type as fast as I used to. I mean, I still type fast, relatively, because I used to be blogging on this blog for about 2 years straight and I still use computers, so it’s not a surprise that I still acquire the skill of typing fast on a keyboard. Not getting off track though. I will keep this blog forever. Never delete it. Ever. It’s my final decision. I have to many precious memories that I shared on this blog. I still plan sometime, if not starting right now to continue writing my daily life. It’s not that I don’t have time. I just don’t want to put my time into writing on my blog. At first, when I think about blogging on my good ol’ blog, I think at first that would be the right thing for me to do, but then when I get on the blog, I dread the idea of writing. I don’t know why. I hope it’s a phase.

Anyway, lots of things have been happening in my life. I’ve become a pretty good beat-boxer. I can rap fast and have several freestyle battles or just regular freestyles with others and friends. I’ve also had a lot of crucial thing happen to me the past year, but I’m coming out my little middle school shell and hopefully becoming more mature. Also, for the first time my Dad has approved me having a Youtube channel, which I have now. Go check it out: YOUTUBE CHANNEL. It feels good that I can say/admit that I have a Youtube channel on my blog, not thinking that my Dad or anybody of my Dad’s friends who read my blog will tell my Dad. Anyway, the reason for the title “Procrastinating is Controlling Me” is because it really is. Because of procrastinating I’ve been ruining lots of my grades, not that I don’t have good grades, but you get the point. Procrastinating is also keeping me away from my blog. What happened to those good ol times when I could write posts that had more than 1000 words in them everyday? I don’t know if I’ll reach that point in my life again. We’ll see. So anyway, just felt like writing sincerely to my 78 followers that read my blog (if they do). See ya!

-ACP

A Pretty Bad Way To Start Off The Week


Hey guys! Andrew here! I thought I tell you about my day, today, this Tuesday. Not sure how long ago this will be posted from this day today, but this is talking about the day Tuesday on February 4th, 2013. Hopefully this won’t be posted next year.

So yeah, I haven’t really talked about life in my school, and since I haven’t for awhile and a lot of new things have come to place there is A LOT to be explained! First of all, I don’t know how to say this, but school is crazy! You probably were not surprised by that statement at all if you are an experienced public schooler, but I’m new, so shut-up! XD Anyway, I’ve made a lot of friends (good ones too) and a lot of judges on a lot of me and already a few people I dislike. First of all, my best friends are Avelyn (from which I meet at P.E. [friggin awesome dude!]), Vanessa (my own little, little, REALLY little version of Mary-Kate! c:), Andrew (who also has a last name that starts with the letter P), Manuel (awesome dude), and of course Savannah. Those are my only TRUE friends who I can really say I “LOVE” hanging out with them. I have plenty of more friends I could easily name, but I prefer best friends now. But relevant names that may come up any time in this post are: Peter, Bridgett, Samantha, Brianna (a frenemy of mine [mostly an enemy]), Danielle, Brian, Michael (no Michael, this is not you [talking to Michael Gjessing]), Corey, Anthony, Jayden, Ethan, Natalie, Rob, Mackenzie, Brian (another one :P), Keila, Noah, Emily, Hayden, etc! I know it’s a lot. ๐Ÿ™‚

Anyway so the day started with me being woken up my mother, because I can’t wake up by myself early in the morning, and therefore I got ready to go to school. About 20-30 minutes until the bus was to arrive. I put on some nice clothes on, but not so formal that it was something from church, though it was a nice set. I had decided to put on my P.E. T-shirt so in the locker rooms when I changed with the other guys that I wouldn’t have to unload so much from my backpack and just take off my sweater and put on some gym shorts. So I put on a P.E. T-shirt (which consisted of gray and black colors) and I put on top a nicely designed black sweater. Then I just put some jeans on. Once I had finished dressing up, I went onto whitening my teeth. A trick my sister had figured out by planting raw toothpaste instead of on the brush and on your bare teeth and leaving it there for a few minutes and then brushing it off. At first it’s brutally disgusting and you feel uncomfortable, but then you get used to it, and TRUST ME, the results are amazing! So I did so, actually experienced in whitening my teeth and then waited almost for 5-7 minutes. Once that time had come to past, I went to the bathroom sink, lowered my head so if any of the toothpaste drooled out it would fall into the sink, and started brushing the toothpaste into my teeth. Once that was done, I decided to go downstairs and organize my things.

I organized my backpack and checked if all materials were in and safely in there (for in past experiences I have forgotten a lot of things), and then waited at the front door of my house for the bus. Once the bus had approached the neighborhood and started making its circle around the neighborhood we put on our shoes and left the house. The bus, once it had circled the whole neighborhood, took usually 2-3 minutes and then came to our part of the neighborhood to pick us up. My sister and I gave our kisses to my mom, and then left. Well actually I left, in a hurry. I greeted Erick, a Korean friend of mine (who looked like PSY), and some of the other girls who waited at the last minute with us for the bus and then Patricia came, late, to the bus stop. The bus had nearly left without her.

As usual, the bus was nearly full, just needing to go to another neighborhood to pick up three kids: Adrian (a Romanian just like me), his sister, and another girl, and then we may go to school. The bus was packed but surprisingly it was SO quiet. As I sat next to my friend Fashion (I call him by his last name, Fashion), I recalled it was NEVER this quiet in the bus. Once we both had acknowledged it and I told my friends in the bus including Erick, I decided to enjoy it while it lasted. Then eventually it came to an abrupt end when the bus driver starting asking the 6th graders in the front (where my sister, Patricia) sat a few questions in the bus, and of course a few them failed at the questions, having stirred loud laughs and yells. So yeah, I did enjoy those few minutes of quiet while it lasted. It was nice. ๐Ÿ™‚

Once we arrived at the school, left the bus in a single line, I moved to my part of the school where I was normally destined to walk to. I was supposed to enter the school through the side where the other 8th graders were supposed to go if they were in the Inside Lane. I entered the building, having a guide-line member of the school greet me and other 8th graders walking beside me. Another 8th grader, who I couldn’t recall his name, though I knew him from class, walked next to me. I turned to him and gave him the acknowledging nod and he returned the favor. Whence I entered the school actually in the Main Hall, I went directly to the “C” wing which was for standard orย honorary classes. Whilst “A” wing for 8th graders were for Probe students (really smart students or students who did great during the Elementary years). I entered, went to the breakfast trolley that was always posted between the hall of our “C” wing halls and took a nice set of breakfast of Fruit Loops, Chocolate Milk, and Orange Juice. I entered my homeroom class/social studies class, seeing already many settled in my seats. Approaching my locker, it took about 2-3 tries for me to open my locker and get my Social Studies book. I still had to get used to unlocking with the codes. As I took the book from my locker, I returned to my usual seat next to Hayden, a very smart student who naturally had a big head. Next to him was Emily. A cheerleader who you’d never expect from looking at her but was exceptionally pretty.

Once we settled into our seats our homeroom teacher assigned us to do our studying before the big “TEST” we had to do today, which I completely went panic mode and started studying. I looked at Hayden and asked him what he was doing because he just sat in his seat and rubbed his eyes or contemplated instead of studying. He replied with coolly with the answer that he was gonna get an “A” anyway. Believing him from recent experiences, I continued studying my courts and juvenile crime information such as: what was a delinquent act between an unruly act and then about the courts like Supreme Courts, Court of Appeals, and Superior Courts, and so on! Our homeroom teacher went on as she usually did, lecturing other students for talking during class (she loved doing it, I believed). Then finally we had the test forms brought to us. 50 questions. Interesting. We started the test and I was off to a good start, but I also had a strategy when I did my tests. I only lightly checked a question and then lightly filled in the blanks so if I needed to change my answer I would not have to struggle erasing what I circled in. A good choice, but it was slow process. I ended up almost being late for my paper while others were already beginning to leave the class after the test was over. So quickly I started filling in the blanks that I had confirmed were correct and turned it. I believe though I might get a good grade, but I could have gotten a better one if I wasn’t as rushed.

I entered into Language Arts class and we continued our book called “The Giver” after we did our Vocabulary review in which I got 100% on. We read about two chapters of ‘The Giver” and Corey continued making mediocre jokes during the class as the Language Arts teacher reviewed through the book every time we finished a chapter. I shall not reveal what we read, because I think it’s best you read it for yourself. ๐Ÿ˜‰

Once Language Arts was over, I was late again because I had to put all my stuff in my backpack and plus since I left late from Social Studies class I did not have time to put the book in my locker, so now I had to carry it around. :/ Once I left Language Arts, I went to Math class. Apparently we had a substitute teacher who really did not care about what we did in class and did not take rules seriously, even if she tried to enforce them herself. We did groups over a quick little Math quiz and I teamed up with Manuel and Andrew and moved out of my seat while Michael (Brian’s friend) sat next to Brian in my seat. Eventually I had to leave the group and move next to Vanessa because Manuel and Andrew were so funny I couldn’t keep my brain straight. As I sat next Vanessa I made some funny jokes and finished a few problems on the math sheet. Then we went to lunch. Surprisingly enough Brianna wasn’t AS mean to me and others who sat in her seat like we expected her to. I had a pretty bad lunch though. I took a meal of milk, green apple, and sub sandwich from the school. Unfortunately I did not expect the sandwich to be THAT bad and it was HORRIBLE. Then on top of that, my green apple fell to the ground and completely got destroyed and inched into the germs of the floor, so I therefore abandoned it. All was left was my milk really. So I got a pretty bad meal..

Then when we left the lunch tables I did my usual routine of walking next to Vanessa and we talked like best friends. Sorry Mary-Kate, but I guess you have competition. xD Just kidding, you’re still my best friend. ๐Ÿ˜‰ Anyway, so we walked around the Cafeteria to the exiting doors back to our classes and did our two usual things. Vanessa greeted her boyfriend, a friend of mine, and kissed each other. Funny enough I noticed how Vanessa kissed him and made tons of fun of her INSTANTLY. I feel so bad now. But it was funny. Lol. Then I went up to my friend Jessica (who had a crush on me) and gave her a hug. She was my best friend (forgot to mention that, lol) and I knew her for 4 years. Once we left lunch we continued Math and I continued making jokes. Then I talked to Danielle, a girl I had a crush on a few weeks ago, but then just lost interest. Then we left. Remorse flew into my stomach and I felt like a thousand butterflies were in my stomach because I did NOT pay attention on the quiz at all. But whatever…

I moved to Science class and did Science. Depressingly enough I went to Science class and the teacher Mr. Dyches gave me my quiz graded from Friday and it was a 60%. Wow. I was perplexed and already rage and sadness filled my brain. 10 questions and I missed 4 of them. Wow. I still am shocked myself. I tried to look at the bright side, but I couldn’t. So I buried my head in books for a little bit and then came back to the world later in class. As we studied over the class and ALMOST did our review our class talked way too much so we couldn’t review unfortunately for the test tomorrow. I left and went to my homeroom to check and put in my Social Studies book in my locker, thankfully! Once the whole group, I left to P.E. and did my things with my friends. I don’t have much more time to write so in short I played Hockey with Avelyn, my best friend, and some of my other friends, had a great time and then left! Then I went to Health class and got troubled with the idea that we already had a test tomorrow on Nutrients which we only studied on for a day. Ugh.. School! D:

I came back home, studied, did Bible time, and now I’m writing to you! So good night! I wrote a lot, I know.. ๐Ÿ˜› Good night anyway, have a great time wherever you are and Bye!

-ACP

10,000 views passing + Summer Break + Maybe or Maybe not?


10,000 views information
Hey viewers. Did you notice something new? Yep, I have 10,000 views. Woo!!! That means I made 3,000 views this week. Yeah!!! Celebrate with me my new 10,000 views. :mrgreen: You gotta be here tomorrow. We’ll have a contest, a summer party and a view party. Exciting eh? But let me just point out. I have four zeros plus 5 digits of views. FOUR BIG ZEROS!!!!! Yeah. Celebrate with me… visit my site tomorrow for more excitement.

SUMMER BREAK!!!
Yeah! Awesome isn’t it. I never knew this day would come so quickly. Hehehehe. I put a picture for you guys to look at to remind you of the smokin’ hot beaches on Summer. Sorry for showing you a poster that was put on 2 years ago. But it still counts. Right? Every picture counts… ๐Ÿ™‚
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June 6, 2010
That was all optional stuff I wanted to mention about. Right here is the real stuff. This is how my day started. I don’t remember having a dream last night, so I am not going to mention it. Anyways, this is how my day started. I was sleeping on my floor bed, (there are two different beds for me: [or actually three beds] floor bed and bunk bed [I usually sleep on the floor bed :)]) I woke up after awhile feeling drowsy. I couldn’t feel my teeth (which was weird) and my stomach. It actually felt like I was a pirate skeleton that had no feelings except when it would get slashed and shred to pieces. Then, I started trying to remember the main things that I learned in school. Like: multiplying and dividing fractions, what’s a compound, who was the confederate leader in the time of the civil war (well, that’s Robert E. Lee) and what does massacre mean. Those questions took awhile to answer. But I nailed them. Just when I was about to get to a new set of questions I fell asleep. Feeling drowsy once again.

After a few minutes my mom was in my room making these loud hanger noises. It made me moan to myself. Then, I think I heard my mom sigh because of my laziness. Later, my mom kicked me in my spinal chord. Ow!!! What was that for? I tried to kick my mom back, but something held me back from doing it. A few seconds later, I thought she was gone. I lifted my body, then in a few seconds I figured out my mom was right behind me waiting for me to wake up. She kicked me this time in the butt. It actually felt better. It straightened my legs. I told my mom to be quiet by ignorng her. Then she started to speak in her beautiful, calm tone. Now, I couldn’t resist that. It was too precious. I decided to wait for my mom to leave and set my clothes. But, it took quicker than expected. So, I eventually lift my body and went to my mom’s room.

We were kind of late for church. But, managed to take a picture of all of us in our church clothes through my dad’s new phone. Did I mention my dad got a new phone. Let me explain. His phone is from the company HTC and he got it on Friday. Can you guess which phone my dad got? Can’t guess. Well, his old phone is from Metro PCs. But this phone. Is… called the EVO phone. Don’t know that phone. Well, it’s basically the best phone device. You can download as much apps, text, call for 5 or 6 hours without batteries running out, can be recharged in 30 minutes, IS a JPS, can take pictures in HD, can take videos too, has 4G network, fast internet and you can also give commands through your voice. Here’s the photo of the phone. Don’t think it looks crappy. It’s actually really slim and light. Again, here’s the photo: I’m sorry for my wide, yet thin images. Is it bothering you. Tell me. I really need to work on the photos.

Anyways, we got in time to go to church. I really wanted to go to Xtreme today. But, my mom told me we were just going to regular Upstreet. While we were just outside the church, my best friend Michael, caught up with us. At first Michael was alone. I thought he wandered away from his family. Then, I noticed them in the group of people. But, guess what Daniel was in their hands. I PRETEND punched him, which didn’t harm his parents or him. He just laughed with me. Michael’s parents eventually started a conversation with my parents and so did I with Michael and Daniel. We eventually figured out we didn’t have to go to Upstreet. We went to Xtreme!!! It was fun. Then we went back home.

Once we got back home, my dad and I were expected to go shopping because a friend of my parents were coming. Once we got to spending, I was at the Walmart door. There, a black, weird haired guy was caught in a crime. He was one of those guys that were holding his pants up. He got into the office.

Eventually, the rest of the day went great. Alex came over. We had fun. Everything went just great! ๐Ÿ™‚

See ya! :mrgreen: