The Gauntlet

[lonelyVoxel]

Last week, I kept a journal. Each of the seven days, I filled a page in my "Stuff Notebook" with what I though about the day, and recollections of the past. Each entry will be posted here a week after it was written. I will not edit anything from the original unless it is to clarify some things I didn't write well. I will, however, put links to my Songs of the Day, which isn't possible on paper, but would be darn cool. There may be more than one term when I refer to a person, so I'll put in a guide to names when I get to that point.

[spoiler=Sunday]

10:30 PM

I have chosen this week, 6/9/2013 to 6/15/2013, to chronicle life as I see it.m Final challenges await me in the form of tests, a baseball game, and holding friendships firm after a move across the country. Sounds difficult, yes? Such challenges, maybe even ones I didn't think of, are not exclusively in this week, but shall extend into both the past and future. Today was but the calm before the storm, albeit with dark clouds already looming Cake and 70s music were present at the Park of the Town of Bethlehem, near Albany, New York, due to its 40th year in service. At age 12, I somehow knew a good portion of the songs. My parents must have me listening to classics. A tie to a fellow AMVS, the school anime club, member was retained when I trusted she remembered my e-mail address. Despite contacting Sophie and Alyssa via Skype (AKA Skerp to me), I could not find out her name, not do I remember it. I have a lot of hats I do not wear. Song of the Day:

[spoiler=Monday]

Homebase

The roles of alarm clock and human were reversed this morning. Rather than it going off on time and me waking up late, the exact opposite happened. I woke up at the set time, 6:50, and it went off at 7:05. It's going bye-bye when we move. I talked with Uncle Len about the ballgame Saturday, in which I rocketed a single to center field. It felt great, and I must thank Bill and Cal Ripken for their instructional video on hitting. Song of the Day: Speed Over Beethoven. During PE, Period 3 and the one preceding this, it was raining, so we could not go outside for archery. Rather than staying in the lower gym to play in a game of volleyball with the idiots, I elected to go to the fitness room and play DDR. Rather than the usual, Supernova, another DDR game was in the PS2, which included the Song of the Day, which was done the most often. Terra's Doll would have taken the SotD spot otherwise. A crowded hallway allowed for an acrobatic trip to my locker.

9th Period

7th Period brought the Science final. 30 multiple choice, way too easy. I can't blame the teacher, but rather the whole Science department at BCSD. GREAT job giving us a REAL challenge.

[spoiler=Tuesday]

Homebase

Do not ask me where my alarm clock's humanity went. Better yet, don't ask me how it got there in the first place. I've been playing this hack of Pokemon Gold that's very weird, so the tile, "Obscure," is fitting. Professor Elm became Mr. Stan, a worm or something, you are a nose, and Sudowoodo became an HM slave with Cut, Fly, Surf, and Waterfall, among other things. I call it "Nosemon." It's very silly, and it's hard to get around since some of the spots you Fly to are spots normally inaccessible. In the world where stuff actually matters, le Math final weas too easy, It was multiple choice, and tomorrow is the show your work portion. Please tell me why people worry so much about finals. They're pushovers at BCMS. Song of the Day:

by Looking Glass.

9th Period

Moar finals today, Science brought the Lab Final, which was quite easy and much more peaceful then labs done during the year. We did the speaking part of our final in Spanish. I know what we learned, but I seem hesitant when we speak rather than do worksheets. Also, on homework in that class, I found a trollface which I will post on imgur. 9th Period Tech is sad. Mr. Costopolous lets pretty much anything happen.

10:55

Ya know how I said anything goes in Tech? I fought Grace with my shoes, someone who I higly dislike. It ended with a blow to her right breast. Turns out I have the best, and most expensive teeth in my family. Thanks, Dr. Parker and your orthodontic practices! On my dad's side, bottom wisdom teeth that have to be removed are common. I do not have such "cursed teeth." Now for serious biz. My best friend James found videos of m on Vine at my request. Such footage was recorded without my consent. I'll have to find out my rights in my situation, but for now Oliver Miller has no way of being forced to remove the videos. Let's hope I won't have to go through legal shenanigans to get it over with. One person liked all of said videos, and he was the person that I protected through the shoe fight. STUPID ME. STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUPID!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[spoiler=Wednesday]

Homebase

Bro was there. That is, I sat in the same seat as Roxy/Mom for the Math final two days in a row. Said test was as easy as yesterday, I guess that means I learned well. In Archery I can't hit the target. I'm right-handed like 9/10 of the rest of the population, but I pull with the other. I tried with my dominant hand, but it was still either over or to the side. DERNIT. Since I didn't finish this button project as part of the Clothing Unit of FACS (Family and Consumer Sciences AKA Home Economics) I was forced to go to bad ol' Mrs. Bush's room. To heck with the buttons, I can't figure it out. Fahrudin is in here, I know him from Anime Club, I'll try to talk to him. Mrs. Bush must hear everything or is just hallucinating, since every 2 minutes she yells at us to be quiet. Packing up there was much of yesterday, since my father left today with a bunch of stuff Idaho bound. Geh, Fahrudin left, no can has give e-mail... I packed my friend Alyssa a lunch, since she almost never has one. Mehopes she likes it.

9th Period

Ella gustad the lunch! I showed some people landmarks of Idaho during this period, such as the site were my house is being built, my school, and the capitol building. I gave my e-mail address to one of them, since I'm not sure when we'll get our yearbooks. Literally nothing gets done in 9th Period, why Mr. C no pay the attentions. Fake gay sex is a common occurence.

11:20 PM

I can't comprehend why I can't find the target in Archery. Then again, the bows and arrows probably suck. I remember shooting arrows on two occasions as part of Cub Scout activities, one such at Camp Boyhaven and the other as part of an event celebrating Henry Hudson's landing near Albany 400 years before that. No more piano lessons for a long time. Music Studio finally ended, and this year I lost interest in the instrument. Classical music was my thing in the early years, with its melodies filling the car rides from my house to the Albany Academy with Nana, now deceased. Plus, a creepy, crappy children's television program by the name of "Little Einsteins" only makes me not gusta it more, so I wake up to it to get me the heck out of bed. Song of the Day:

[spoiler=Thursday]

Homebase

I cannot does the math. 23/4=7, right? Right. We had a presentation about sugary drinks shown to us in FACS. A lot of it wasn't 100% true. We know that soda is crap for your health, some people just don't care, abut some stuff was blown out of proportion. The presenter, not Mrs. Bush, said that all bottled water is just filtered from public systems. One such mentioned was Poland Spring, which is 100% from Poland Spring and other carefully selected springs in Maine. Apart from crap FACS, there is a sign by the cafeteria that says "SEX" on it in big, red letters. It's promoting that you not do it. I don't think it's necessary, but it's not that it doesn't happen to people ages 11-14. It's just more prevalent at high school ages, where the sign would be more helpful.

9th Period

I'm finding Social Studies too easy, but I reviewed anyway. I guess I'm just good at remembering history. A movie that you've probably never heard of nor would want to watch for fun titled "Maricela" was shown to us in Spanish for some cultural enlightenment. Tech was a joke as always, but we got stuff from Art back. On one project that was sort of 4 in one, I got 28%. However, I did not fail Art with a 66% overall. 9/10 projects remained unfinished, please unconfuzzle me. This week has been so rainy, including today, so no baseball practice. Here's hoping the skies close tomorrow for the luau and Saturday for what you should already know.

10:55 PM

Some people just want to be accepted, but not Tim. He just doesn't give any, and I guess neither do I. I'll not post the picture or describe it to be sensitive to the younger audience, but it's the one thing that I'm glad Facebook exists for. My mother showed it to me, it's just so true. I guess I'll go to sleep now since none of my Skerp contacts are on. Song of the Day:

by Monty Python.

[spoiler=Friday]

Homebase

Water bottle... Why no is melt? I'm wearing my jersey, a navy blue one with #9 on the back, to promote the championship game you are so tired of hearing about. Textbooks returned, people poked, and videos watched. Practice was rescheduled for today from 6-8, which is right before the luau. I can't fathom why Andy, or how for that matter, became one of the "kewel guise" as I know them as, also Idiotic Jerks. he was a gamer, and he taught me the way of Mario. Welp, the past is the past.

3:55 PM

I'm now worried about Alyssa. She's having family issues. To protect privacy, also done by not showing last names other than Oliver's since I want those videos taken down, I will not disclose what is going on in her life. Not being able to have a lunch daily is the least of her worries. I'd get her and ice cream and give her a hug, but she's been refusing both. Practice was cut in half. I'll have many of my friends attending the game, some possibly not being there, such as Billy, who won last year, James, Sophie, Jess, and Naomi. Most of those will probably be at the luau, except for Billy and James, since the first wouldn't and the second goes to St. Thomas. G2>Pentel Wow!

11:05 PM

So what if rain shortened the luau? I got away from the crap music and found love. I do say that Anastasia is a beautiful name. She's also very nice, and we hugged for a longer time than just friends would. We exchanged contact info, and it seems she'll partake in viewing my baseball game. Along with the aforementioned people from the previous entry and this one, Noah, Ethan, and a few AMVS members whose names I don't remember attended. I should loosen up when throwing from left field, it seems I throw so hard I hurt my arm. Better sleep for tomorrow. Song of the Day:

by Paul Simon.

[spoiler=Saturday]

5:45 PM

Our championship game was similar to Billy's last ear. Both went 9 innings and the away team, us, won. I only played the first 4 and struck out twice. The final out was recorded in "my house," left field, by Matt, the only person other than me who, if playing there, would actually catch the ball. Since we won the game, my team got a "Major," pun being we were in the Major division of the Little League, award. I got my team's Sportsmanship Award. In two weeks, we will participate in a tournament against 3 other little leagues. The only person that showed up to watch was Billy. Back to the pool with James.

No Time stamp

Grandpa got some pictures of me at the ballpark. Three swings and misses, two in left field, a few of the closing ceremonies, and two of me any my trophies. Mom also got one in the backyard. James also has a challenge of his own, as he will face a know-it-all in a Pokemon card battle. I'll lend him my deck and he shall win. The Social Studies final is Monday, and school ends with a joke day on Thursday. Packing up has been a chore and painful. I'm Idaho bound by July 15. Many will be saddened by my vanishing act, but some will be panicked and will have to find somebody else to pick on. Fenway will be a fond memory, and Yankee Stadium far away. I'll be in Seattle Mariners territory, thankfully a team I like. The love is building between Anastasia and myself. May as well do this next week, but you're probably tired of hearing about my life. Song of the Day:

by The Beatles

Edited June 22, 2013 by Forceman