Dream Big

But I know it's natural (Mhm)
So I'ma do what I have to do (Haha)
When I finally get some rest,
I can dream about shit that is fresh









-----------------Outasight; Good Evening (Dream Big)



Well, I haven't done a blog in a while, so I guess that's my fault. Anyway, this is what's going on:



School is going terrible. My grade in first period is slipping, and my teacher doesn't know how to grade papers the proper way, so instead of getting an 80 or a 70 like normal people do, she either gives you a 100 or 69, depending on how perfect things are. I know, it's stupid but I have to deal with it. I'm doing what I can but to her all she knows is numbers and perfectness. I guess she is perfect for computer apps, her whole personality is like a computer. If there's one tiny mistake she flips out and crashes. But enough about my stupid teacher, let's move on to more important things.



Everything in peer life seems normal. there are break-ups, get-togethers, and everything in between. For the past few days I've just been going to school and coming home, not counting the most recent days. My step mom had a college friend come and visit. Amy was her name, and if anything she was the typical Texas woman; not like there's anything wrong with that. Over all her stay here at our house was nothing short of any other guest that stays to visit for a while.



This past week at school was "Spirit Week," mainly because it was on the same week as our home coming. Every day was a day we had to dress or act a certain way. For example; Monday was dress to impress day, Tuesday was Cancer Awareness day, and so on. Normally I wouldn't do things because, normally, I'm too lazy. But, there were grades given to anyone who participated, so in an act of desperation, I sis the things. Monday I wore a black shirt, black pants, and and just about anything black and classy. Tuesday I didn't really have anything pink, so I wore a t-shirt with some pink on it and colored cancer ribbons on my arms and face using a pink highlighter. Wednesday was “Wacky Tacky” day, so I just wore my cloths backwards. Nothing special. Thursday was my favorite, 80's day. I walked to the Halloween store a few miles up town and bought myself a Slash costume. The next day I came to school with a wig and a top hat. Unfortunately I forgot my shades at home, but still I got multiple rounds of applause from some along with ignorant side comments from others such as “Who are you? That one guy from Kiss?” or, “Are you supposed to be Marilyn Manson?” I honestly wanted to slap the people who said that, but I contained myself knowing that stupid is just something you can't fix. And finally, Friday was the Pep-Rally. I signed up for the dance contest, which was probably the most productive thing I have ever done at that school besides for being on the Robotics team. I was taught the basics of break dancing in the 8^th grade, and I guess I just practiced it once every few months until now. I was a little rusty since I last danced, but at least I managed to get second place, right next to the kid who immigrated from Africa and did the “Stanky Booty” dance to everyone's favorite gorilla music rap song. It doesn't really bother me though, people clapped and cheered for me, which made me feel great for a moment. After getting back to my seat on the bleachers I was my step mom walking towards me and told me I was getting checked out, and that she had saw the whole thing. While riding home I was informed that we were going to Myrtle Beach, only for a night though. It took me about an hour to pack and wait for everyone else to get ready and then we were on the road. After getting to Myrtle beach, we met up with Amy's brother and my aunt Francis along with my baby cousin, Samuel. We had dinner at the Hard Rock Cafe, and then slept when we got to the hotel, which, by the way, was probably the biggest hotel room I have ever been in. The next day I enjoyed a few hours in the hot tub on the ground floor before heading back home, and having the happy occasion of making smores and hot dogs over the fire in the back yard for dinner, then making it off to bed. Today was like a normal day at school: going to class, doing what I can, and coming home. All day I was hearing about how I should have won the dance competition, and how great I was. I didn't really think I was that great, but I liked the attention.
Overall the past week was kind of cool. I don't know what else to say except that's all that's been going on.



So, I guess until next time,



Isaac