My Least Favorite Days

My least favorite day would either be Sunday or Monday. You may ask “WHY Sunday or Monday. I think they’re fine. I mean, Sunday’s a weekend.” Well, here’s the answer. These two days are extremely horrible because…let’s say it’s a Sunday…Sunday’s the day before Monday, right? Right. So let’s say I’m having a fun time on a Sunday weekend. Then eventually I go to bed. But there’s something different. I can’t stinking sleep in because it’s going to be a stinking Monday and Monday’s are so horrible because you have to start work or school making nobody happy except your boss (AKA your principal).

Sometimes you might find work or school a little fun, but in reality it’s a big thumbs down. Except, actually, the learning part. I agree with the learning part 100%.

I also think these two days are horrible because when you wake up on Monday and you do your normal things and you’re like “Oh no! I have to go to school! Waaaah!!!” Or work. I feel so sorry for you guys who have to leave even earlier to go to work.

The only time Sunday or Monday doesn’t matter is when it’s summer vaycay…unless you work.

My favorite day would be either Friday or Saturday, knowing that you can sleep in, and it’s going to be an awesome Saturday and you can do pretty much whatever you want like stay in your pajamas, play with your toys, annoy your parents (or maybe not), you know, like great stuff like that.

That’s all I have to say for now about my two favorite and least favorite days. I also hope this is a reminder that today when you go to sleep…prepare for The Horrible. Because tomorrow….that’s right…it’s Monday.

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ATTACK OF THE SQUIRRELS

I'm going to talk about a problem many of you might have. The problem is....drumroll....Squirrels Attacking Your Pumpkins For Halloween. This means the squirrels go crazy over your pumpkins by ripping them to shreds, etc. On our front steps there is a pumpkin. Mom usually like to feed the squirrels with seeds, but they've been going after the pumpkins.

The pumpkin on our porch at first looked quite normal, until you looked closer and you could see the big, gnawed hole in it with pumpkin seeds and guts everywhere. You might think it was from fruit flies. But that's only at first. If you got closer you could see chew marks and many other scroll markings. This is the squirrels' food territory. Fruit flies can't do that much damage. Seriously. Unless they're mutated and have 'problems'.

This means that squirrels like making human life miserable by eating their cool looking jack-o-lanterns. I have no solution to this problem, except for kill the squirrels. Or maybe trap the squirrels. Please don't kill them though. It's not nice to kill squirrels.

Strangely, my mom likes it because she's feeding the squirrels and making them all fat. She thinks they're cute. I think she wants to shoot them and put them in a squirrel pie. Then everybody's happy. Except the squirrels.

Intro

Hello, people. I'm just going to tell you a bit about me and stuff. My name is Louis, and I'm in 4th grade. You might think that's a little weird that a 9 year old is blogging or writing about this, but none of you can comment or write that I shouldn't be doing this, because I am. Plus, my mom is totally fine with it.

This blog is a pretty boring blog, honestly. I mean this one you're reading right now, not the whole blog. Hopefully it'll be interesting.

I'm going to give it a shot.