woah, hoi there.

Woah.

20: Friday.

LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! LAST DAY OF SCHOOL!
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.

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.

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.

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.

16: Monday.

I honestly don't remember if I told you this, but I'm allergic to peanuts. I know I'm not really that different, over three million people have a peanut allergy, but I'm the only one in my family that has a peanut allergy. I'm a middle child, so of course I must be different and my body does a good job of doing that, but naturally, there are thing I don't like very much about it. So, I decided that I was going to complain.

Here are five thing I don't like about having a peanut allergy.

1: Almond butter.

A normal jar of peanut butter around where I live, cost five or six dollars. A jar of almond butter? Nine bucks, or more. I can get a giant jar of Nutella for less than that. And as a plus, my two brothers just love the taste of almond butter, so if I don't hide it, it only last for a couple of days at best. Needless to say, I haven't had almond butter in a while.

2: Peanut butter smell.

If you don't have a peanut allergy, then I don't think you can relate, but I hate the smell of peanut butter. I don't know if it's because I've been conditioned to stay away from it, or if I just genuinely hate the smell of it. It smells like wet tar and fish. I've never smelled wet tar, but it can't smell that different from what I imagine. 

3: Washing the dishes.

If peanut butter smells bad normally, peanut butter under hot, running water smells worse. My brothers leave a ton on the spoons and knives they use and don't bother to lick it off. If peanut butter taste so good, why not lick it off? Not only that, but I'm really the only one in my house, besides my mom, that does the dishes. So, I wash a ton of peanut butter dishes.

4: Forgetting.

I've been allergic to peanuts for as long as I can remember, so it's become habit to stay away from peanuts. It's become so much of a habit, I sometimes forget that I'm allergic to peanuts. Like, during the day, I don't think about my allergy. I only think about it when I'm confronted with the chance of ingesting peanuts. I don't think it's that strange, but I still don't like the fact that one day, I may forget that I'm allergic and eat peanuts willingly. It's a weird fear.

5: Candy.

There are only like, two candy bars that aren't pure chocolate that don't have peanuts in them. I can't have gummy worms and jellybeans forever. If someone could make a really, really good, peanut-free candy bar that aren't Twix, or Three Musketeer, that would be great.

There you go. If you don't have a peanut allergy, I hope I've given you a little insight into having one. If you do, hopefully you can relate to some of these. 

Have a nice day.

15: Wednesday.

Okay, there's something I'm pretty sure has happened to everyone at least once. I like to call it "Sims Syndrome". Have you ever had of The Sims? 

If not, it a game were you create a person and control it's life, from birth to death. You can decide what they like, who they like, what they wear, what they eat, what job they have, how good they are at that job, how long they life, what type of person they are, who they marry, how many kids they have and many, many, many more thing. Sometimes, I feel like I am a Sim, because of Sims Syndrome and as far as I'm aware, it can happen in two ways. 

One, in The Sims, you can give your Sim tasks to complete. Whether it's cleaning the house, or playing a flash game on your level one desktop. Sometimes your Sim will decide to do something you rather it not, like flirt with a complete stranger that you don't like very much, so you cancel that task by clicking an "X" over it's task bubble.

Tell me if any of these sound like something you've done:

Stood up and walked around for no reason.

Stop in the middle of making food.

Stop in the middle of doing chores.

Checked the fridge many times a day, without getting anything, or adding new food.

Started talking to someone, then stopped in the middle of a sentence and left. 

Wanting to talk to someone and suddenly not wanting to talk to them.

Turning something on, but not using it.

I call this type of Sims Syndrome, "Sims Syndrome: Canceled." This type usually last for hours, but it can last many days. It usually happens when you have nothing going on for a long time. Like a introverted homeschooler in the summer. The best cure to this is to find something and complete it. It's hard, but it will usually get rid of Sims Syndrome: Canceled. At least until next summer.

The second type is what happens when you don't cancel any task. It's called "Sims Syndrome: List". I told you about tasks you can give your sim and I told you that you can cancel them, but I didn't tell you that you can only have so many tasks on your sim's list of things to do.

Tell me if any of these things sound like something you've done:

Wanted to get a drink.

Wanted to finish work.

Wanted to clean the house.

Wanted to make food.

Wanted to call a friend.

Wanted to read a book.

Wanted to change the world.

Wanted to sleep.

Wanted to stay in sweatpants.

Wanted to dress fancy.

Wanted to dance.

Wanted to color.

Wanted to draw.

Wanted to learn how to draw.

Wanted to teach over people how to draw.

Wanted to stay up all night.

Wanted to get twelve hours of sleep.

Wanted to get a pet.

Wanted to name that pet Mr.Fizzles Fuzzle Fluffy Pants.

Wanted to change Mr.Fizzles Fuzzle Fluffy Pant's name to Spot.

And you wanted to do all this at the same time.

It's overwhelming and pulls you in so many different directions nothing really gets done, or gets done as well as you wanted it to. It can be soul crushing and it last until you sort your life out. The best thing to do is to make a list of those things and not have a time limit on that list. If you do, it's just going to be Sims Syndrome: List. Put the more time sensitive things in the front of the list. Changing the world can wait until you've gotten your life figured out.

I usually only get Sims Syndrome: Canceled. Tell me what you get more often.

Have a nice day.