Big Girl Sleepover!


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life! This post will be quite interesting since yesterday was very eventful. I don’t usually post a day after about the day, but it seems to be working! The song/video I will be presenting to you guys is a song called Groove by Oiki but mixed in Trap. I’m slowly starting to get bored of looking for good songs from the genre of Trap and getting back more into Dubstep, but I like this song. Hopefully you do to. Enjoy!

So today was very eventful. I woke up and the whole house was moving around. Michael and Nicole had come over of course. I played Minecraft Hunger Games before they came over and then played a little bit more when they arrived. Afterwards, Daniel and Matthew woke up and came up from the basement (which was where we were sleeping) and then so did Patricia and Anabelle. Except Patricia and Anabelle were sleeping upstairs. We all started watching a movie. Not quite sure what movie, but it was a movie of sorts. Michael and Nicole behaved a lot better and Michael began to grow more attached to Daniel than ever. It was so cute.

Later on, in the day, Michael and Nicole left near 3:30 o’clock in the afternoon and I continued to play more Hunger Games on Minecraft. I was seriously addicted to that game mode on Minecraft. When Mom came back, I got off and then Patricia started having crazy call and call backs with her friends who were coming to the huge slumber party. Vanessa, step-sister of Kevion (one of my best friends), was coming. Nicole, an old friend from our previous neighborhood we lived in (not the baby Nicole we babysat earlier in the day), was coming. And so was Joanna and Heidi (a sister of Joanna’s). Joanna, of course, was at the house first since she lives in our neighborhood. She’s been recently hanging around Patricia and I a lot. It feels kind of like she enjoys being in our company, but eh. Whatever. She’s pretty awesome to be around.Joanna also did tend to follow me around the house. Interesting. c:

Nicole arrived at the house when I went outside and made a bet with my Mom that if I stayed outside of the house for 2 hours straight that I could have as much ice-cream as I pleased. In the meantime of trying to keep the bet, I hung around Tava and her brother Landon. Daniel and Matthew was there too. Eventually Landon and Daniel got into a fight and Daniel of course won the fight since Daniel was bigger. But it wasn’t really a fist-to-fist fight. More like a “I’m warning you, I will beat you up” fight. Tava had to break up the fight, even though she wasn’t necessarily dissatisfied with her brother Landon getting his lesson whenever he acted cocky. But they were half-relatives, so it was obligation.

Vanessa came around later. I didn’t realize it much, but she came around and I began to realize it when Nicole, Patricia, and Joanna were outside with her. We played Soccer with Sarah and everyone was around being active. It was too bad that Michael wasn’t here or Markel or Bryan or Erick. Oh. Such lost memories.

When I came inside I ate ice-cream, then stayed up till 9:00 o’clock at night with Daniel and the rest of the people playing “Infected” which was kind of like a tag game except if you were tagged you immediately had to join in to tag others. Eventually, the girls went downstairs in the basement and Daniel and I went upstairs. It was a pretty cool day. Reason why I’m not talking in so much detail about it is because it’s 10:21 where I’m posting this, so I soon have to get off the computer.

Enjoy your day wherever you are! Bye!

ACP

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A Fight and The Police?


Hey guys! Andrew here! Bringing you a new post of my daily life. Ignoring the fact that I’ve missed a lot of days on my blog, I will continue this post. Our song/video of the day is a song called Innocence by Nero. Good band. Good song. The music video is a little bit weird or peculiar I should say. Either way, enjoy!

The day was really surprising. To get you updated on the past few days I’ve been missing: there is a new kid on our bus. The past school days his assigned bus seat has messed up the whole seating for everyone on the bus. A few days ago I was victim to this and was the only one left without a seat to sit in. Eventually, I was forced to sit in the front with the sixth graders. It was quite embarrassing, but I got through. I also did 2 Math quizzes and stayed home from school because I was sick. Fortunately, Brian had gotten checked out as well for a dentist appointment, which meant we could hang out while everyone was at school. It was sweet. That seems to be all up to this day.

I was victim, once again, to being the only one without a seat on the bus, but for some reason I kept my confidence in me today and decided to sit with someone randomly. Not in a rude way, but in a way that I wasn’t afraid to sit next to someone I did not know. It worked fine, altogether. I talked and chatted with Markel, Bryan, and Erick the whole drive up to the school. The only unique aspect of today when Bryan, Markel, and I walked into the school was that DeJesus (it is pronounced “da hay suze”) talked with us on the way. It’s not that I do not like the guy, but the two of us haven’t been so social or at least we did not talk so much in school. We talked almost as if we were friends on the way.

Homeroom was quite boring. Of course, some dilemma went on with Mrs. Flowers and the students misbehaving. Honestly, the accusations of students being loud or social is beginning to become irritating. Hopefully Mrs. Flowers doesn’t read this. xD We had a speaker in class who represented a lot of stories and facts about the Holocaust. I learned a lot of new things in the Holocaust. Such as how the Jews were transported to the camps and how they took showers and how the bread and food was made and when it was delivered along with other gruesome details. Besides that, I learned a lot about the Holocaust. The speaker eventually gave us a paper clip to keep with us. I’m not quite sure or at least I don’t remember why we were supposed to hold it. It probably had something to do with remembering the Jews. The speaker also did make some very good points about how we also, in some ways, act like the Nazis to each other. In conclusion, I loved the speaker’s speech. The whole class applauded afterward, which was quite surprising according to how my class was. I won’t say much more about my class than that. xD

In Language Arts we continued reading Anne Frank’s Diary, only it was in a play. It was quite stupid. I never really liked plays, but I never hated them. It’s weird. We also did a large post test in Language Arts which took about the whole class time of 50-60 minutes to finish 30 questions in the book. Luckily, the test was going to be graded depending on the questions we actually filled in. So no worries there.

Math was difficult. The post test took a long while to solve the questions and a lot of the questions involved graphing and algebraic equations. Altogether, those are the easiest topics in Math for me. But the test made the answers really hard to solve in just two minutes. Thankfully, I did around 35-40 questions out of 50 questions in the spare amount of time of 50 minutes. In Lunch, though, an unfortunate event occurred. Liam (finally I know his name), who usually sat next to Andrew Peterson (who is now not at our school anymore :() at the tables decided to sit next to Vanessa and I. At first, there were no spots, but then I sat exactly next to Vanessa on the table facing Liam. Brianna, though, came into the situation and started to cuss Liam out and tell him to go away. He went away. I felt bad. I wanted to go sit with him. But I was feared that the teachers might think of me weird if I just randomly got off my seat when there were nearly hundreds of students in the cafeteria sitting down and my head would pop out of the crowd. Eventually, Vanessa and I witnessed Liam crying when he left the Cafeteria. My heart sunk. I felt horrible. I had to make it up to him next time. Vanessa and I proposed to sit next to Liam at the lunch tables from now on. I felt a little better, but then worsened emotionally when I exited the hallway after Math class ended and saw Liam and tried to talk to him about Vanessa and I sitting with him for now on. Unfortunately, he just walked past me with a glare. Like he hated me now. It was awful.

Science lightened up a little bit. I hung out with Bryan in class and also with Mackenzie, Gizelle, and a lot of other people while Mr. Dyches tries miserably to get everyone’s attention. I always tried to focus and stay on topic, but for some reason in class today, I could not focus. I felt like I was betraying Mr. Dyches. On the other note, Mason (a guy in my class) had taken Birthday Punches from another Brian in our class and it actually hurtful bruises on his skin. It made me worry if I got into a fight with Brian and that happened to my face. Eventually, we left to Connections. P.E. really sucked. At least I sucked at P.E.; the only good aspect of P.E. was hanging out with my best friends. Otherwise, P.E. really sucked today. As if I have not said that before.

Drama was a little bit more interesting. I finished a few assignments left for me to accomplish in Drama, then read “The Host” in class while sitting next to a girl called Simmon. She is really nice. And I think she has a slight thing for me, but I like her because she’s sweet and I don’t really like her into a state of love. More like a good friend. We talked and exchanged stories of where we were originally born. Tanner, on my side, constantly goofed off, doing stupid stuff during the whole class. I could honestly say that Drama was a lot better than P.E.; for today at least.

I finally went on the bus and found myself a seat next to Markel. When everyone finally settled into the bus, we drove to our homes. At one point in the bus, a fight between Xavion and Matt broke out. Not fist fight, but more of a cussing fight. They started cussing and cussing until the bus driver had to stop them. Then Jessie said a joke to ridicule the conversation when Matt told Jessie to shut-up. Bad choice. Jessie came up to Matt while on the drive and pounced on him, punching him. Everyone was hooting and yelling. Erick, who was on the left side of this fight pulled Jessie off. This fight took place behind my seat and I was shocked. Matt had red marks on his face. I was surprised. After that, when Jessie and Matt were dropped off, Matt made his way to his house and Jessie made his way to his house with his sister Melanie when I saw the evilest smile created by Jessie. It almost scared me a little bit. It also made me wonder. What if I got into a fight with Jessie? He was only in the 6th grade, yet he knew how to fight. So did I! But I was not used to taking a punch to the face very often. It made me think up all the way till I got off the bus and began talking to Erick. I told Erick how I felt while Miles came outside of his house and tried to convince us how to play football. Erick helped me with some fighting techniques and some stances. He gave me a few medium tried punches that eventually numbed out my whole arm for 5 minutes. It was worth it. I used to have a large pain tolerance. I could take punches and fight, but after I started playing video games I lost my effort.

Afterwards, Markel came out and Miles, Erick, and I went with him to my cul-de-sac. Markel and Miles played Basketball while Erick started playing with his BB gun and I played with the bow and arrow. We did that for about 10 minutes and then we back to the front yard to Markel. Eventually, all of us got bored of staying up there and Erick’s BB gun needed gas in order for it to work. We went to Erick’s house and had him refill his gun with gas. Eventually, I told the crew that I wanted to go back inside to do my homework. Unfortunately, I ended up watching a 1 hour episode of Dr. Who with my Mom and then started to blog. In the middle of blogging, a man came up the door. I saw him from the corner of my eye through the window. He seemed to be Islamic or Muslim judging by the pillow hat on his hair and his long beard. He came inside and Mom said she needed me. I came to the man and he told me of a situation that his car window was broken . . .

Now let me let you know, this guy lived literally across the street from me, so I was shocked to here this. Though, surprisingly, I handled the situation and information calmly. I let the man know what I did with my friends. The man described the window to be hit by a ball. Uh-oh. I was worried at this point. Had Markel and Miles messed up something while Erick and I were in the backyard? I asked if I could see the damage and woo. It was a huge costly damage. It looked like the window was hit with a hammer. I also noticed some BB bullets. Okay. I was now literally panicking. How? We never shot the car! NOWHERE CLOSE! I told the man that I could get one of my friends to assess me in the situation since the man said that he had a witness tell him that there were three people involved in the act. I got Erick. Only guy I could think of. Once I got him, I told him about everything. Even the part where the man also said they were going to call the cops. He came with me and I told him to be very honest. There was nothing we could hide. We came and Erick saw it. He was surprised too. We got more information from this man and constantly and repetitively told him what we did. He didn’t seem convinced and kept saying that there were boys playing around. Then he said that these boys ran away after the witness heard the noise. Two major things in this case. One. We never ran. Nowhere close to it. Second. We never heard a glass break. Let alone I never even knew there was a broken glass until this man came up to me. I told the man and eventually some of the other neighbors came out. David also came out. Shocked. The man got the witness, which surprisingly was Sarah’s Mom. She said she heard the noise and saw people running afterwards in David’s house. Two other major points. I remembered when we were entering the neighborhood that I saw Sarah’s Mom waiting at the door. At first I thought Sarah was in trouble, but it never seemed to be anything. So, obviously, from there, I assumed that the car window broke before we were in school. Plus, the suspects RAN into David’s house. How more evidence can you get from that?

Now I’m not racist and I LOVE Mexicans and all other races with a passion. But David’s father immediately got indignant in his words and then spoke with my Mom saying that he lived in this neighborhood for 13 years and nothing like this ever happened and that he did not like it when he was put on blame because he was Spanish. First of all, nothing was mentioned of this guy’s race. Plus, I do not like it when people just say that to get out of trouble. And plus, how can you say David is such a goody too shoes when his crew got high and drunk two weekends ago. It all was fishy. I came home afterwards, being dismissed by the man with the broken car window and he gave us our thanks. Erick then left and I came back home. My Dad eventually came around the time we were about to come back home. He finally got the situation and started arguing with my Mom saying that I did not have the guts to admit it was me even if it was me. REALLY? Finally. A situation where I’m not involved and for sure as heck my friends did not do it, my Dad is against me. I do understand him from the point that in my past I have been untrustworthy. Understandable. But last time something this bad happened was when Mrs. Kacey (in our old neighborhood) accused me of holding a power outage in my hand and pulling it out of the ground, which of course was not true. It is just frustrating. Altogether a really crazy day. ALL OF THESE 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

Good Grade Start


Hey guys, Andrew here! Bringing you a new post. Not feeling in the exact particular mood for this, but I feel like I must post to you guys even though I might not feel the single nerve to do so. So, let’s skip to the part where I walk to the bus. Funny things start from there.

So just when I saw the bus coming, in the morning, after I got all my clothes together, my sister leaves, all prepared and walks casually to the bus. I’m about to do the same thing when suddenly my mom notices that I am sagging a little bit (which was by accident, I am NOT a sagger [if that’s even a word]) and starts yelling at me for not picking up a belt. I told her several times I did not need a belt at this time, especially when the bus had just entered the neighborhood. She insisted though and told me not to move. Grunting, displeased, I waited reluctantly. It took about a full minute for my mom to walk upstairs and pick up my belt which I could do in the matter of 5 seconds. Once she gave it to me, I bolted outside. No worries. But then my mom yelled out from the house:

“PUT ON THE BELT NOW!” 

So holding my backpack rather awkwardly and then trying to put on a belt was quite interesting for me. I was able to manage eventually, but I had to lower my backpack. After I had put on the belt like my mom told me to, I ran to our usual bus-stop and greeted Joanna, her friend (don’t remember her name), and Erick. It was awkward and I did not feel like talking, so we didn’t really talk. Once the bus came we all entered and we drove to school. Funny thing was that Bailey, Jayduh, and Lauren in the back of the bus were pretty quiet during the whole drive. They’re usually the loud ones in the back making trouble of all sorts.

Once we got to the school I quickly entered my classroom, knowing I was late and did not have time. I did take a few seconds to pick up a simple orange juice for breakfast. Though I seriously need to get a bagel or something else. Homeroom class started pretty quick in progression. Once homeroom was over, we transitioned from Homeroom to Georgia Studies and continued our notes on learning the “NEW SOUTH”. I got to announce some ideas in the notes when Mr. Iverson (the Georgia Studies teacher) asked for any helpful answer or tips in the questions that were given. It was a pretty simple class all in all. Though there were some funny moments.

Next class, Language Arts with Mrs. Harris, was pretty simple too. We continued reading after we got 10 minutes to work on our Review that we were assigned last week on Friday. Luckily, though, I finished mines on the day and turned it in so I wouldn’t have to procrastinate the whole weekend until the last day. I hate doing that… Then we read “The Giver” and trust me, it is a good book. Progressively the plot thickens. Lol. After Language Arts, I moved to Math class in which we took a lot more notes than homework. I finished my homework, though, immediately on task on the day so I wouldn’t have to do anything at home.  During lunch, though, I decided to sit next to my friend Andrew and Manuel. We had fun and as a result one of their friends (who I can’t remember his name) who sat next to me, had 2 of his chocolate milks drop on the table. We eventually had to have a few teachers come and help us clean it up. Though it was hilarious. I walked with Vanessa as usual back to the Math class. Though she asked me a favor this time. She gave me a note that her boyfriend, Zach (we were good friends as well), wrote her or it seems that he did that crept the living sh*t out of Vanessa. It said “I want to r*pe you.” She asked me to hide her behind me (which was easy because she was small) as we passed by Zach through lunch, which was easy until after I gave my hug to Jessica. Her boyfriend immediately realized what had just happened by the time we were almost at the doors. He called for her to come, but she didn’t and it was awkward. I felt like I was tearing a relationship. 😦

Then Science class came and it was disruptive as usual and there were the same usual, annoying people. Eventually it got SO annoying that I moved from my seat to the side of the classroom where I could hear my teacher, Mr. Dyches. I got a good grade as we read throughout the hand-out sheet we worked on, but it did also open my eyes to answers I thought would be normally right to actual wrong answers. Well I guess we can live by the quote: “You learn something new, everyday.” Anyway, once Science class ended and I moved to homeroom to wait for our homeroom teacher Mrs. Flowers to dismiss us, I decided to put my Math book away, since I had no need for it. Surprisingly, my backpack was 5X lighter without the Math book and I freely roamed wherever I went. The situation with Zach and Vanessa was solved because Zach explained that one of his friends wrote on it, which solved the situation easily.

I then moved to P.E. and we started practicing on Soccer. YES. My sport. Tomorrow I’m assuming we’re doing a Soccer game. I’m pumped! Afterwards I went to Health class. The most near difficult and straining class I had to take in the school besides Science. We watched a little movie during the class after we read some information on drugs. For the unit in Health we are learning we are learning about drugs and basically defects and information about them. Including diseases from FAS (Fetal Alcohol Syndrome) and Cirrholis, etc. Once Health was over and we were dismissed to our buses I left to my bus while talking to my friend Mackenzie. Afterwards I finally arrived on my bus and had a balling time as usual near the end. Then I arrived home and also brought a progress report my Health teacher gave me. I had a 94%, which is good, but quite disappointing for a subject like Health. I mean it’s not really that hard, but it is! It’s hard to explain! But I gave it to my parents and they signed it. The day went on as normal as it could be until now where I am writing to you.

There were a lot of events involved in today, but I’m trying to go very broadly over my days so I won’t have to write so much, because I know that you guys don’t enjoy it when I write too much. Or do you? I’m going to have to write about a poll decision. Anyway, enjoy your time wherever you are, bye! 🙂

-ACP

Difficulties in Life . . .


Hey guys! Andrew here, bringing you another post! Thankfully my streak of being able to post daily is going well for right now, and this post is mostly going to be about a lot of drama going on in just one day in feelings and in school. So, enjoy my drama, I guess…

I woke up, as usual, except a little later around past 8:00 o’clock AM because I was not driving to school this time. So I slowly went through the day and put on my clothes and then whitened my teeth. Later then my mom had told me to scrub my face with face cleanser for my acne on my face and to take a shower. At first I did not feel like doing any of those two things, but then I came to agreeing with scrubbing my face, but I still did not wish to shower at this time early in the morning. Scrubbing my face with the face cleanser and then leaving it on my face for about 3-5 minutes, I then scrubbed it off my face with warm water and went to my room to get a jacket because today (in preparation) our teacher had told us we were going to be outside, so, just encase, bring a jacket. As I went into my room my mom went into my room too and then eventually she began asking if I scrubbed my face and took a shower. I told her boldly I did scrub my face but did not shower. Bad mistake. She yelled at me good and I felt she was frustrated because I had not been paying attention to her rules and listening to her. So, in remorse of my lazy decision, I went to take a nice shower. It was refreshing for me to have all the stench off me and have a new clean body. Once I finished showering my mom gave me a few ugly looks, but then got over her emotions. I got my backpack and so did my sister and then once the bus arrived, around 8:40 AM, my mom hugged my sister and I and then we left to the bus.

Once we arrived to school I got to see Avelyn at the entrance where the Inside Lane buses for 8th graders usually went. It was a first, I never saw him on the entrance because our buses were on different schedules, but this time our buses were held back because we had bus teachers coming on to our bus and testing us what each seat (which is called an alpha) was assigned to do. I didn’t know we actually had to do that? I thought we just had to ride a bus to school and back and that’s it! This school is weird…

So as I talked to Avelyn and then followed him all the way to his homeroom class, I gave my goodbyes to him and then went to my part of the “C” wing. Once I entered, I picked up a simple breakfast of a small carton of orange juice and then went to homeroom. The teachers introduced the grades of the class and trust me, most were at 75% or below. I was one of the few who was at 80% or above. I felt good, but 80% was still a low standard for my family… I DISHONOR MY FAMILY. XD Anyway, once they finished announcing grades, they also said that all straight A students who received a certificate from last week (didn’t get to mention it) had to go to the cafeteria. Once I got my agenda signed, I asked my teacher why did I have to go to the cafeteria, then she said: “You can sit.” and I sat. Then my friend Vanessa from across  mouthed the words to me: “You’re stupid!”. I did NOT know what just happened, but I felt something bad.

Once Homeroom class had transitioned to Georgia Studies, we began a new unit called the “NEW SOUTH” and we had to an AKS (not sure what that means) and take a few notes and then do vocabulary flash cards at home for homework. That was it pretty much, then we transitioned to Language Arts. It was interesting. We read about 2 1/2 chapters of “The Giver”. The book was getting sincerely interesting.. but we came to an abrupt end when we had to leave class. Then I transitioned to Math class and sat next to Andrew Peterson. Again, he’s the Andrew P I mentioned a few times in the recent posts. We had so much fun laughing at jokes that I could barely do my notes and focus. This time our real teacher, Mrs. Sauciunas, was back from her absence, and she easily noticed that I was getting distracted with Andrew. But gosh, Andrew is so funny, we have the best of times. 🙂 Then when we went to lunch I enjoyed the best lunch EVER. Can’t explain it right now; it’s a lot of food, that’s all I am going to tell you. I couldn’t even finish all of it. Then once we came back to Math class after I walked with Vanessa (she gave her hugs and kisses to her boyfriend) and gave my hug to Jessica, we finished up our simple Math notes and went to homework. Andrew next to me begged for my first part of the homework sheet since he said he wasn’t paying attention, but I needed it. So I denied, which was unfortunate for him, and I felt quite guilty for myself too. Once Math was over, I went to Science class and then we had our grades, from the Science test we did, graded. I got a nice 88% from just the individual test of 25 questions and then on top of that I’m soon going to get my accelerated grades added to my standard test, which is great! Plus my Science teacher, Mr. Dyches, agreed to give anyone with 80% or above grades Coca Cola or Mountain Dew. I took Mountain Dew of course.

Then I moved back to homeroom to drop off my things and then leave to connections. On the way, I talked with my sort of friend, Paige. A very pretty girl, gorgeous, but not exactly my type of personality. I don’t know why.. I mean I get along with her so well, plus she’s blonde, and she’s very charismatic, but I don’t know. I’m not sure about her. As we talked, we eventually separated as I went to the Lower Gym for P.E. and she went to the Upper Gym for P.E., then that’s when stuff started going downhill.

We had to go play outside for P.E. at the basketball court. There were options of playing “Gotcha!” or “4 square”. I played “Gotcha!” with my friend Avelyn, Parker, and Haven, along with their friends Christian and Luke. Eventually during the day, this girl called Danielle, a very fat and irritating girl, went up to Avelyn and started talking smack. What made it even worse was that she was fat, first of all, and then second of all, she had lisp, so I was very annoyed when she started cussing. I called her back a “b*tch” because she was beginning to bully my friend, and I was getting annoyed. Though Avelyn was tough enough to take care of himself, I defended him still. Then she turned to me and started calling me gay and saying Avelyn was my boyfriend was my boyfriend, which I seriously was irritated from. Then she started telling her friends and her friends actually came up to me, believing it, and asking if I seriously was going out with Avelyn. I told them no .. it was irritating! I’m going to report her to the teacher tomorrow. F*ck it. -.-

Then once P.E. was over, and the torments had come to their end, I left to my next connection: Health. Health was decent and plus I had my opportunity to take the Nutrition test. Funny thing is that I forgot EXACTLY what a nutrient and calorie was and a few other things. It was irritating as well. So I wrote what was logical and from memory and hoped I got something good. Fingers crossed. Then when Health came to its end I left to the bus and then had Erick and I fight and bully each other for fun. Then once others started leaving the bus, I had my fun with my friends and others and then finally arrived to my home. I told my parents about the grades but they were not certainly satisfied and the whole day was pretty bad. I’m not gonna say any SPECIFIC details, but it went pretty bad. My dad looked at my overall grades and he saw I had only Cs on most subjects and then As. But the only As were on Health and P.E. and not on the primary subjects. After my family and I stress-fully looked at the grades, my dad calculated the total grades and also the percentages and it did NOT add up. Plus I did not have ANY Math grades, which was weird. I should have had a few by now. So turns out I might not have any Cs pretty soon and some Bs now. Which are still unacceptable in comparison to Bs, but they are better.

Then we did Bible Time and trust me, the Bible just continued to get weird. There were rapes, killing, and eventually the word “whore” came into the Bible. Guys, trust me, you need to read the Bible. The WEIRDEST things will happen in the Bible as you read. Trust me. Anyway, so when we went to Prayer Time, I made a sincere prayer to God, in front of my whole family, saying I was fed up with the waiting. I’ve been praying for my dad’s business to go well and all I’ve been doing is waiting and nothing has been coming. I’ve been praying for better grades and I’m still not getting anything. So basically it was like a call-out. After I finished, my mom said she loved my prayer and that it came from the heart. I loved it to because I felt like I was actually speaking to God this time. So yeah…

Now all of the events have led up to this. I could explain more dramatic things that happened in my day, but that would make this post WAY too long. So yeah, anyway, enjoy your time wherever you are and bye!

-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. 🙂

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. 🙂

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 or 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. 😉

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. 😉 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.. 😛 Good night anyway, have a great time wherever you are and Bye!

-ACP