Monday, April 19, 2010
Yay... Testing... :/
Well, CRCT (Criterion-Referenced Competency Tests) starts tomorrow. I've been thinking, and I hate the pressure that tests like that put on students. The amount of pressure causes students to do even worse on the test, thus making averages low, making us fail. Teachers are always telling us stuff like, "This test will count for 90% of your grade!", or one I hear a lot, "You need to know this material for later in life!" Most of the stuff they're teaching in eighth grade will only help me if I'm a scientist or teacher. My dream for a career is to be a journalist, and I don't think 7(8x + 50) is going to help me in a column one day. I'm just saying. With this being the case, I believe that in all grades, first to twelfth, you should be able to choose your classes, and not just in high school. But, the school board won't listen to me, just like they never let kids and teens voice their opinions. This is what I believe, if you have a problem with it, I don't really give a damn.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Friends and How They Can Change You
I just came back from seeing Clash of The Titans, and I went with a lot of my friends. The movie was great, but I'm not going to be talking about the movie in this post. I'm going to talk about my friends here in Georgia, and how they changed me from the anti-social California kid I once was.
People say that the people you hang out with affects the person you become in life. I totally agree with that. People have said that the people I hang out with are weird, thus making me weird. Let me ask you, would you rather be calm, laid-back, and have people like you because of that? Or would you rather be wild, fun-loving, and have people like you for that? I don't know about you, but I would like to be wild and fun-loving.
When I first moved to Georgia and went to my new school, I just laid low, and hoped nobody would talk to me. I feared that if I made friends here in Georgia, I might forget the friends I have in California. Basically, I talked to nobody, interacted with nobody, and just lived out my day. Then I realized, "I won't make it through the year if I don't have somebody to talk to." So I talked to a couple of people, and eventually, got some friends. For the longest time, I only had one or two friends in the whole school. Then I was placed in the Gifted English/Reading Class. That did wonders for my friendships to grow! Six months ago, I had no friends. Presently, I have some of the best friends anybody could have, plus I have awesome friends on the other side of the country in California. I thank God for the people he has put in my life. If I didn't have them, I don't know what I would do.
People say that the people you hang out with affects the person you become in life. I totally agree with that. People have said that the people I hang out with are weird, thus making me weird. Let me ask you, would you rather be calm, laid-back, and have people like you because of that? Or would you rather be wild, fun-loving, and have people like you for that? I don't know about you, but I would like to be wild and fun-loving.
When I first moved to Georgia and went to my new school, I just laid low, and hoped nobody would talk to me. I feared that if I made friends here in Georgia, I might forget the friends I have in California. Basically, I talked to nobody, interacted with nobody, and just lived out my day. Then I realized, "I won't make it through the year if I don't have somebody to talk to." So I talked to a couple of people, and eventually, got some friends. For the longest time, I only had one or two friends in the whole school. Then I was placed in the Gifted English/Reading Class. That did wonders for my friendships to grow! Six months ago, I had no friends. Presently, I have some of the best friends anybody could have, plus I have awesome friends on the other side of the country in California. I thank God for the people he has put in my life. If I didn't have them, I don't know what I would do.
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Confusion
If there's one thing I've learned over the past six months, it's to cherish your friends. Don't take them for granted. Spend all the time you can with them. Because they could be taken from you at any time, or you could be separated from them. You could lose one for good, or you could move away like I did, or anything else.
You see, I'm a fourteen year old guy who lives in Georgia at the time. I haven't always lived in Georgia, though. About six months ago, back in late October, I was ripped away from my home, the home I cherished. I lived in California. I had awesome friends there, my school was great, I fit in everywhere I went. The summer before that, I had visited Georgia since my mom has family here. We had an awesome time, but my mom had told me, "You know, we are moving here soon. I don't know when, but I know we are." At the time, I thought she had been bluffing or joking. Boy, was I wrong. Three months later, we were packing up for me & my mom to move to Georgia. My dad told me he was staying behind so that my mom could get a job and house set up, so we could have a good income coming in when we had everything and everyone out here. The estimate for him to be out there was until January. It's April now, and there's still no sign of him moving out here. I feel he may never come out.
I have made friends here in Georgia, and I still have all my friends in California. But I miss my friends, home, school, and most importantly, my father. Recently, I talked to my dad on the phone, and he said if he can't get out to Georgia soon, he may have to go back to where we were living. (He started living with his parents after we moved, so we could have it easier on the budget.) I have also been planning on visiting California in summer. After he told me that he could be getting a place there, I thought, "This could be a sign. I'm meant to live in California." I've been thinking about it, and I would love to move back, but if I do, I'd be abandoning new friends here in Georgia. If I stay, I may never get to see my friends in California again. It seems like no matter where I am, someone will miss me, I'll miss someone, and I won't be happy. I've been told, "Just do what you want." What I want is to have everything the way it was six months ago, but keep my friends both places. I want my parents to be back together. I just want happiness.
You see, I'm a fourteen year old guy who lives in Georgia at the time. I haven't always lived in Georgia, though. About six months ago, back in late October, I was ripped away from my home, the home I cherished. I lived in California. I had awesome friends there, my school was great, I fit in everywhere I went. The summer before that, I had visited Georgia since my mom has family here. We had an awesome time, but my mom had told me, "You know, we are moving here soon. I don't know when, but I know we are." At the time, I thought she had been bluffing or joking. Boy, was I wrong. Three months later, we were packing up for me & my mom to move to Georgia. My dad told me he was staying behind so that my mom could get a job and house set up, so we could have a good income coming in when we had everything and everyone out here. The estimate for him to be out there was until January. It's April now, and there's still no sign of him moving out here. I feel he may never come out.
I have made friends here in Georgia, and I still have all my friends in California. But I miss my friends, home, school, and most importantly, my father. Recently, I talked to my dad on the phone, and he said if he can't get out to Georgia soon, he may have to go back to where we were living. (He started living with his parents after we moved, so we could have it easier on the budget.) I have also been planning on visiting California in summer. After he told me that he could be getting a place there, I thought, "This could be a sign. I'm meant to live in California." I've been thinking about it, and I would love to move back, but if I do, I'd be abandoning new friends here in Georgia. If I stay, I may never get to see my friends in California again. It seems like no matter where I am, someone will miss me, I'll miss someone, and I won't be happy. I've been told, "Just do what you want." What I want is to have everything the way it was six months ago, but keep my friends both places. I want my parents to be back together. I just want happiness.
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