Third Blog of the Summer-- Klorissa Hamilton

Well guys, I'm back. I hope all of you have thought about doing your summer assignment at the bare minimum. As thought the blogs are very important to the summer assignment, don't forget about the book, and bullet points. I had forgotten until three days ago. Oops. Anyway, I've come to realize that these blogs aren't all that complicated once you get the hang of writing them. Well of course, that's only if you have an idea of what to write about. If you're like me, coming up with something to write about is difficult and sometimes frustrating. By now I'm sure you've gathered that I don't know what to make this blog about, therefore I'm just going to ramble on until I reach three hundred and fifty words. Schools been out and we all call it summer, but tomorrow is the first day of summer technically. Sounds crazy to say that I've spent the past month of spring out of school, doing summer assignments. Hmmm, just something to think about. I haven't done just a whole lot this summer, but I have picked up an addiction. A strange addiction that has to do with sun flower seeds. That's right, I'm addicted to sunflower seeds. Can you guess what kind? Ranch? No. Regular? No. Sweet and salty? No. Barbecue? No. Black pepper? No. Dill pickle? Of course. When I get hungry for a snack, my hand reaches into a bad of dill pickle sunflower seeds. They are sooooo amazing. I like them so much that I got a huge bag of them yesterday. Of course that made my day. Anyway, that's enough talk over sunflower seeds; let's move onto some of the struggles summer has brought me. Close to right after school ended, I was at home pack for Florida, when all of the sudden a black spider appeared on a pair of my shorts, causing me to have a mini heart attack. ( not literally) I caught in a sonic cup and took it outside where it's death would take place. As I was sitting on the swing, trying to end the spiders life, one of the many chickens at my house comes along a pecks me on the toe. I mean pecks the heck out of my toe. So I think maybe that they might be hungry to I got to get food out of the well house and get stung on the ear by a wasp. My day was going to great if you couldn't tell. However, just as I was putting the bucket back after feeding the chickens, somehow, I got covered in chicken crap from head to toe. All these things happened to me wishing the same day, within a twenty minutes time period. I honk I've said enough here. You can wonder your little minds from here. 🤷🏼‍♀️