So Far I’m Doing Well …


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. I’m just trying to get back into the vibe of things. You know; with the daily posting on my blog. Something I used to do… Unfortunately, I know for a fact I will not be able to accomplish that unless I make a big change in my schedule. It might come to that since I find my blog so important, but we’ll see. For now I won’t be posting daily until High-School allows me to breathe. So, as usual, we start with the video/song of the day. Today will be a video from BestofVine. Something I’ve been watching a lot. For those who don’t know what “Vine” is and has been living under a rock, I shall explain briefly. It’s a website/app that allows you to record 6 second videos. Trust me, it doesn’t sound like much can come from a 6 second video, but you will be shocked at how creative and funny the videos can be. So here’s the video, enjoy!

I will upload more in the future, but for now. Enjoy the 6 second video. Now to the day.

I don’t have much time to write a long post without typing so fast my parents would come to me and yell at me for not doing homework regarding I have a big test on Biology, but whatever. I’ll make through (which means probably not).

My usual wake-up schedule, usually, is around 5:30 in the morning. By that time the outside is so dark. My Mom usually wakes me up or somehow miraculously I wake up just a few minutes before I’m supposed to be awoken. Take in mind I must be at the bus around 6:28. Today was an exception. I was to leave a bit early and have my Mom drive me to the school so I could get some extra help on my Math homework. I ate break-fast, worked on remaining homework, brushed teeth, then got ready to leave with my stuff all organized in my backpack. My Mom drove me to the High-School, like usual, in the dark, which of course somewhat frightened me since she wasn’t as good of a driver as Dad (nobody tell her I said that).

I went to the Math teacher, Mrs. Medina, and got help. We were working on Substitution, but in her class, she had a reputation for teaching a topic and then in the homework some of the actual questions we studied on were in the homework while others we just had to improvise. I’m not a good improviser. Especially in Math. So this was my 5th time, approximately, visiting her. I was an active visitor, if Mrs. Medina had to say herself. Once I finished with being helped, I went to my next period. P.E.; yeah, I have P.E. at 7:10 in the morning. It feels great. I’m being serious and also sarcastic, if that makes sense. I hope it does.

P.E. was just average today. Though I always had much fun talking to Michael (another friend of mine) and his friend Michelle. I usually stayed on the lower floor of the Gym room to practice my basketball shots, but I got tired of doing the same thing. Tomorrow, I plan on doing Soccer. So far, I believe I have a 100% in P.E.; which means I got a perfect attendance in that class until I get the tests in P.E., then my grade will slowly drop.

Next class, Language Arts. Nothing really exciting occurred in that classroom. Most of the kids are malcontent there, or at least that’s the feel I’m getting. We worked on specific definitions regarding the main idea of Characters. Right now we’re building on our Grammar House. It probably doesn’t make sense to you, which is understandable. I’ll try to get a picture of the work next time I post something. I have an 89% in that class. Just one more percent and I’ll have an A. It feels great to have A’s in a subject. Makes me feel smart!

Biology came after. We did a big classwork project, as usual, in class where we had to associate with other people in the class as group members. I honestly felt the teacher, Mrs. Labocetta or Mrs. Cabral for short, was a fast teacher. More in the sense of she went to fast for me to learn much, but I kind of liked it. It put me to work to listen to her and plus my brain is very adaptive to personalities, unless you’re just impossible. xD Once we finished the big classwork project we were sent to next class with regards of studying for the big 40-50 question test. I sincerely need to make a really good grade on this test and should be studying for it right now.

Once I went to Math class, we focused on working the homework from yesterday. I coughed up a couple of jokes in the class and entertained the class for a little bit, but then focused the majority of the time. I also beat-boxed in the class more than any other class. It’s normal for others, but today was the first day I beat-boxed, so Vanessa, my best friend, in front of me, was ooing and awwing at how impressive I was at beat-boxing and the others admired it too. I honestly did not do beat-boxing for attention. That is just one of the perks, folks!

Next was French. Before we actually have “French” class in “French” class, we have advisement because right after advisement we have to go to Lunch. So once we all went to Lunch, I sat with another good friend of mine I just made this year named Casey. I helped him with the homework for French since I was assuming that since I had other things to worry about over the weekend he would have his homework finished and he could help me with the answers. And “no” it is not cheating cause I’m not copying off of him. It’s help. I just want to get that across. One Lunch was over, we went to class and went over the days of the week and months in French and tried to practice saying “What is the date of today/tomorrow/yesterday/your birthday”, which failed miserably until she got to Keiland, Charisma, and some others including me, who answered perfectly. She got a bit angry, so it wasn’t a really nice time for the class. Otherwise it was pretty fun.

Digital Technology was the next class in which I walked with Casey too. In great time to know, we had another big project added to our list. One studying on big things like jobs we wanted for college and what the salary and income of that job was required and what the standards were needed to be met and what other extra classes we had to take to get a better chance to be in that job. It was really eye-opening for me, to understand the struggle my parents have to go through.

After Digital Technology was over, I stayed over in school–like I usually do–and went to Cross Country. Today we had a hard run of 400 meter hills in which we had to do 6 times. It was extremely stressful because if we couldn’t accomplish all six we would not be able to run the Wesleyan Race, which is this Saturday. I did all six, surprisingly for me, and got in front of my group I belonged to and got in front of the group who was ranked above me. It felt rewarding and extremely tiring because when we were finished we had to have a cool-down of running from the trail we ran back to the school which is a 2 mile run. I don’t understand how that is a cool-down but whatever, the coaches say, I do, is what I think. I ran back to the school with the whole JV Cross Country group and then had to do as much push-ups we could do in 30 seconds and 50 ab-workouts of any kind and then do 2 minute planks. Brutal. Believe me. Then we left and went home.

Usually my Mom picks me up after Cross Country, so I went that way and told her all the great news of today. Great grades and a good run today. Tomorrow, though, I’m having a Recovery run which is so nice for me since I ran the hard 400 meter hills today. Yes baby! 😀

Once I came back home, I watched some Youtube. Listened to some music, studied for my homework, and then am blogging to you! All of the events have led up to now.

Enjoy your time wherever you are! Bye!

-ACP

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