Its Complicated

Its Complicated

If I had to choose something in my life which is extremely complicated and dealing with it sucks, it would have to be puberty. Puberty sucks. Your mood changes every 5 minutes and its nonstop arguing with people. Also, do you like how your face looks? Well good, because puberty will take your face and add a bunch of pimples all over it! Now do you like your face? Me neither. The one benefit of puberty is that my voice doesn't sound like Alvin the Chipmunk anymore. My voice used to be so high pitched that its just plain embarrassing. Puberty did only one good thing which is making my voice much deeper. Other than that, it sucks. Also, for boys, some of us (including me) grow mustaches and even some beard hairs at very young ages. I've started shaving a couple weeks ago because of how it was going. Lots of people were joking about it to me, most of the time in a good way, though. I still didn't like it. I say I look better without any facial hair. Another con about puberty is the change in your emotion. Now this applies to both boys and girls, because we all hate arguing with friends and family. Unfortunately, this happens very commonly when you go through puberty. One second you're happy, next minute, you're upset. I also go through so much stress every day due to homework and other school stuff, that its too much for me sometimes. Now, let's get to my least favorite part. Pimples. The reason why I grow my hair longer than a good amount of boys in my grade is so they can cover most of my forehead is because I want them to cover the pimples so no one sees. Its works really good, but I want to be separated from humanity for the first few days after I get a haircut.

The Pros and Cons about PARCC

The Pros And Cons About The PARCC Test

I just finished taking the PARCC test the day before yesterday, and I used to think that it was the worst test ever, but I have changed my mind. I am going to talk about the highs and lows of taking the PARCC test. One of the cons is that the students barely benefit from it academically. Neither colleges nor high schools look at the results of the PARCC test, and this causes students to not try their bests. The results only benefit the school, and not the students, so we sometimes wonder ¨Why do we have to try our best on this test if we get nothing out of it?¨.  Another con about it is that they give us too much time. Sure, the test is a bit time-consuming, but two hours is way too long. It usually takes my whole class about an hour or so to finish each unit. However, the PARCC test has its perks, too. The best one? We don't even get any homework, which is awesome! For me, no homework equals no stress, which makes life awesome. Also, it was awesome that our school let us just chill out outside when the whole school was done with a unit and needed a break. I know that barely any schools did this, which makes us all the more lucky. To be honest, the PARCC test is underrated. People complain about it and say it is very stressful, but I consider it as a break from homework.

A Picture of Tina (my dog)

Tribute

Tribute To My Grandpa

(Warning: This post is more serious and emotional than the other ones)

If I had to pick the most warm-hearted person in my family, it would have to be my maternal grandfather. I am writing this tribute because my family currently worries about him because he is in a nursing home, but we always come and bring him home every weekend. But first, I want to explain his story from the beginning. Zbigniew T. was born in Poland about a decade before World War II begun. When Germany and Soviet Russia invaded, he got separated from most of his family, and escaped with his older brother, Tadeusz (Ted in English). They managed to survive until they found a base full of former Polish officers trying to form a resistance. Zbigniew was too young, but Tadeusz was qualified to join, and he accepted the offer. My grandpa and his brother found the rest of their family after the war, and everyone was alive. About 60 years later, he came to America with my mother and my older brothers. Even so much later, he was still suffering from the memories of his home country getting destroyed by Soviet Russia and Germany. My mother noticed this, so she got him a dog. The dog was named Morusek. The decision my mother made was extremely smart, Morusek cured the depression my grandpa had. Morusek was always very energetic and made everyone happy. A year later, I was born and this made my grandpa even more happy. My father had left my family just after I was born so my grandpa decided to become my father figure. He took care of me more than anyone else in my family ever did (except for my mother, of course). Unfortunately, most of his brothers and sisters had died by this time. Tadeusz and a few others were still alive, though. All of his siblings were back in Poland. My grandpa made annual visits to them over the years, but the numbers of siblings remaining had been dropping, until Tadeusz passed away just a few years ago. Then, Morusek had passed away two years ago and it was the saddest day of my life. A few months later, we noticed that my grandpa was losing his will to live. In response to this, we adopted another dog from the same shelter which we got Morusek. We named her Tina. She was exactly like Morusek and she made his depression go away. Last summer, he had pneumonia (lung disease caused by old age), and the doctors said he would not have much time left to live. Luckily, the doctors were wrong. He is still with us. But due to dementia, we had to send him to a nursing home not far from our house. He will always have a special place in my heart.