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LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!
Does this explain how happy I am that it's over? Probably, but let's put one more. You know, just in case.
LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!
There. Now we can move on. Move on to what? You probably wouldn't ask... Well, I have no idea. I could talk about all things I'm going to do this summer, but that's going to be a very short paragraph. I could talk about what I've learned this past year, but it is my last day of school, I really don't want to talk about more school.
I've decided. I'm going to talk about this blog.
This blog was for school and now that school is over, I don't know what will happen to it. It might slowly die, but who knows? Maybe when I'm bored I'll come back to it and write.
Whatever becomes of this blog, have a nice day.
Friday, May 27, 2016
Monday, May 23, 2016
19: Monday.
Five days.
Just one more week.
One more week and I am free.
Free from fear of failure.
Free from early mornings.
Free for four months until I am brutally ripped away from the Summer and forced back into a place were I will be inspired to just get through another day, rather than enjoy the day I have been given.
Five more days until I am finished with school.
FIVE MORE DAYS.
I normally can deal with the last couple of days of school, but right now, I'm just ready for it to be all over. I'm ready to stay up way to late and sleep in way to much. I'm ready to binge all the shows that I've already watched through five times. I'm ready to enjoy my freedom. At least until I'm forced by the law to go to back to school.
This is my last Summer as a Homeschooler. Next year I will be going to a S.T.E.A.M school. The same S.T.E.A.M school that my older brother goes to. (Not that it's important information.) I won't lie. I am nervous, but I'm guessing it'll be fine.
Anyway, back to the matter at hand. I have no idea what the matter at hand is, I'm just using the saying as a segway. A segway to what, you may ask. Well, a segway to answer some questions. Find the website here.
1: What's under your bed?
I don't know, dust? Boxes? trash? Things like that probably.
2: What's your favorite joke?
Water you up to? Water trying to make me do? I'm just going to wave the big blue card in your face. Sea you later.
3: Have you ever overcome a deep fear?
I don't even know if I have a deep fear to overcome.
4: Why does a guy keep telling me I smell nice?
How would I know? I don't know how you smell.
Have a nice day.
Just one more week.
One more week and I am free.
Free from fear of failure.
Free from early mornings.
Free for four months until I am brutally ripped away from the Summer and forced back into a place were I will be inspired to just get through another day, rather than enjoy the day I have been given.
Five more days until I am finished with school.
FIVE MORE DAYS.
I normally can deal with the last couple of days of school, but right now, I'm just ready for it to be all over. I'm ready to stay up way to late and sleep in way to much. I'm ready to binge all the shows that I've already watched through five times. I'm ready to enjoy my freedom. At least until I'm forced by the law to go to back to school.
This is my last Summer as a Homeschooler. Next year I will be going to a S.T.E.A.M school. The same S.T.E.A.M school that my older brother goes to. (Not that it's important information.) I won't lie. I am nervous, but I'm guessing it'll be fine.
Anyway, back to the matter at hand. I have no idea what the matter at hand is, I'm just using the saying as a segway. A segway to what, you may ask. Well, a segway to answer some questions. Find the website here.
1: What's under your bed?
I don't know, dust? Boxes? trash? Things like that probably.
2: What's your favorite joke?
Water you up to? Water trying to make me do? I'm just going to wave the big blue card in your face. Sea you later.
3: Have you ever overcome a deep fear?
I don't even know if I have a deep fear to overcome.
4: Why does a guy keep telling me I smell nice?
How would I know? I don't know how you smell.
Have a nice day.
Tuesday, May 10, 2016
18: Tuesday.
I don't know what to do. I want to write, but can't because I can't focus. Part of this stems from the fact that it's 2 in the morning, part stems from the fact that I'm going to have to wait till October to watch the newest seasons of my favorite shows since I use Netflix and it's messing my brain up and part of it is that I really don't know what to write about.
I thought that maybe I could write about something I find interesting, but the problem with that is that nothing is really that interesting to me. I'm all like, hey, that's cool, and that's it.
I put my laptop on Airplane mode earlier today, just so I could play the jumpy game with the T-rex. You know, when your laptop says that it can't find a connection and gives you a little dino instead. If you press the space bar you can play a Flappy-Bird-like game. In which you are jumping over various shaped cacti.
That's everything.
Have a nice day.
I thought that maybe I could write about something I find interesting, but the problem with that is that nothing is really that interesting to me. I'm all like, hey, that's cool, and that's it.
I put my laptop on Airplane mode earlier today, just so I could play the jumpy game with the T-rex. You know, when your laptop says that it can't find a connection and gives you a little dino instead. If you press the space bar you can play a Flappy-Bird-like game. In which you are jumping over various shaped cacti.
That's everything.
Have a nice day.
Monday, May 2, 2016
17: Monday.
Do you remember that list of movies I told you that I wanted to watch? Well, on Saturday, I got to cross one of that list. Batman Vs Superman and I am disappointed. Huh? No, I'm not disappointed in the movie. The movie is really good. I'm disappointed in the media for saying it sucked.
It always happens to the biggest, most anticipated movies. They get way to over-hyped and people are disappointed with it, because they don't stand up to their Superman-ly expectations. I'm kind of glad I didn't see it right off and I'm kind of glad that the media scorned the movie. It dulled all the hype, making me less up to judging it before watching it.
So, I went to the theater with my dad and younger brother. My father and I are both very big nerds in many different types of fiction and non-fiction. My younger brother prefers things like the rebooted Star Trek films. There were seven other people there besides us, so it was okay for me to whisper snarky comments over to my dad during the movie. A lot of it I liked, but some of it I was eh about.
This is were I'm going to put a spoiler warning since I'm not an idiot, but I'll try to keep most of the spoilers gone.
I liked Affleck's Batman. I liked Lex Luthor. I liked Alfred. I liked the style of the movie and how it was filmed and I do think you should go watch it.
I liked most of the film, but because I'm good at finding little things in movies that bug me, there are some things I don't.
Wonder Woman shouted that Doomsday seems to feed off of energy and then Supes decides to blast it with his lasers. When I pointed it out to my dad he just said, "Well, Batman's the smart one." Which I agreed with.
Batsy was the only one who took cover when Doomsy was barfing energy at them. I get that Supes and Wondery are wannabe-god like people, but it still looked like the blast hurt them. Taking cover would have been smarter.
I'm never going to understand why Supes doesn't wear a mask, but at least he changes his hair, right? Right?
Batman goes from completely ready to kill Supes, to docile, little mouse in one name. Martha. Why does Martha have to be such a common name between big-city folk and farmers? Batsy could have at least punched a Supes one last time.
Batsy isn't a good driver. I know, I know, high speed chase, guns, flare, blah, blah, blah. He still drove through two walls and almost knocked off his tracker. I told my dad that's why he has to have a decked-out car.
All in all, it is a good movie and I'm looking forward to the next ones.
Have a good day.
It always happens to the biggest, most anticipated movies. They get way to over-hyped and people are disappointed with it, because they don't stand up to their Superman-ly expectations. I'm kind of glad I didn't see it right off and I'm kind of glad that the media scorned the movie. It dulled all the hype, making me less up to judging it before watching it.
So, I went to the theater with my dad and younger brother. My father and I are both very big nerds in many different types of fiction and non-fiction. My younger brother prefers things like the rebooted Star Trek films. There were seven other people there besides us, so it was okay for me to whisper snarky comments over to my dad during the movie. A lot of it I liked, but some of it I was eh about.
This is were I'm going to put a spoiler warning since I'm not an idiot, but I'll try to keep most of the spoilers gone.
I liked Affleck's Batman. I liked Lex Luthor. I liked Alfred. I liked the style of the movie and how it was filmed and I do think you should go watch it.
I liked most of the film, but because I'm good at finding little things in movies that bug me, there are some things I don't.
Wonder Woman shouted that Doomsday seems to feed off of energy and then Supes decides to blast it with his lasers. When I pointed it out to my dad he just said, "Well, Batman's the smart one." Which I agreed with.
Batsy was the only one who took cover when Doomsy was barfing energy at them. I get that Supes and Wondery are wannabe-god like people, but it still looked like the blast hurt them. Taking cover would have been smarter.
I'm never going to understand why Supes doesn't wear a mask, but at least he changes his hair, right? Right?
Batman goes from completely ready to kill Supes, to docile, little mouse in one name. Martha. Why does Martha have to be such a common name between big-city folk and farmers? Batsy could have at least punched a Supes one last time.
Batsy isn't a good driver. I know, I know, high speed chase, guns, flare, blah, blah, blah. He still drove through two walls and almost knocked off his tracker. I told my dad that's why he has to have a decked-out car.
All in all, it is a good movie and I'm looking forward to the next ones.
Have a good day.
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