Computer Games: Good or Bad?

Obviously, since I'm a teenager, I think that computer games are very important to me, otherwise I would be bored everday of the summer. Once school starts, I probably won't be able to play too much computer, because of the potential massive amounts of homework I could receive.
So, computer games. Are they good or bad?

Pros:
-fun
-kills time in an entertaining way
-some games are educational, like physics games and puzzle games
-it's a good way to be entertained after work
-multiplayer games mean you can play with other friends or play online

Cons:
-too much can hurt your eyes
-not healthy to stay in front of the computer all the time
-may distract you from work
-some games have bad influences
-they can control the way you live

There are probably many more, but I can't think of them right now. Internet games might not refer to only "games", but maybe videos online too. Youtube is definitely important for me, because there are some people online that make really funny and exciting videos that are interesting to watch. People that are very popular on Youtube actually get paid for creating videos. The money isn't little either. It doesn't feel very fair, because the videos online don't look very difficult to make. It's just a bunch of people videotaping themselves and doing stuff. They may have important connections, which helps them promote their online "career".

Overall, I think that computer games are good, but only to an extent. I love Youtube though.

NOTHING TO WRITE ABOUT!

I have nothing to write about! There aren't any particular stories that make me want to blog about, and I'm having trouble writing...
There are some things I have in mind, but they would be uninteresting and boring. So, I decided to blog about the fact that there is nothing to blog about.
Hm.
I'm watching some kind of tennis anime right now, and it's okay... not the best. Whatever.
In this anime, the players have random super abilities like to curve shots so much they go around the side pole and land in the court, and the ability to use acrobatics while playing tennis. Totally fake, and not because it's animated. The main language is Japanese, with english subs, so I can understand it still. The main character is a freshman called Echizen Ryoma, who is really good at tennis. He joins his school's tennis club, and is playing as a regular in tournaments like the district and provincial. His goal is to get to the National level of tennis, just like his dad, who was once a pro tennis player.
Okay, anyways, I'll think of something to blog about the next time I do. Byebye.

Planes Safe?

I always thought planes were very dangerous, because there were so many plane crash stories on the radio. This is why everytime I go on a plane, I get very nervous. To add to my negative feelings about flying on a plane, I also get very dizzy and feel awful while riding tens of thousands of feet in the air. Although some people say that car crashes happen more often than plane crashes, I still feel unassured, because the odds may depend on the scenario of which flight, or the weather, etc.
I'm sure there are some people who share my dislike of airplanes, and I think I should start getting over it, because when I get older, I may have to travel by plane to reach a destination, so why not start overcoming my fear now? Anyways, the airplane food makes me feel like puking, the pillows are prickly, and the blankets smell bad and are thin and flimsy. The only potentially good thing about airplanes are the inflight movies, where you can choose from a large variety. I'm fine with cars, trains, boats, subways, but I really don't like airplanes. Some people love them, and they are lucky. I guess I was just born with it.
Another thing that really freaks me out, is that terrorist attacks are mostly for airplanes. I have never heard of a terrorist taking over a car. There is no point, and so, I feel better inside a car than an airplane.
I am kind of looking forward to going to China, but we will be flying there, 14 hours, and my past memories of flying to China have not been very good. I felt terrible in the airplane, and I couldn't sleep, because I was in a sitting position. I can never sleep like that. It's very uncomfortable too.

I don't like airplanes.

Only one more month of summer left...

July has just passed, and so, half of my vacation is over already. It seems pretty short, compared to the next 10 months of school that is coming my way. I'm heading to Grade 9, still in Zion Heights, and I'm not looking forward to it. I think this, because in Grade 8, we had loads of projects in english and science, and they were not fun. This year, there will probably be even more, which means more restless nights and lots of work.
I wish we could have one more month of summer...
If I were to send this request in to the government, I would give a couple of reasons to why my idea should be approved:

1. With an extra month of summer, the students get to relax longer, and perhaps have a more efficient school year, to make up for the potentail loss they may have collected with the missing school month.
2. It's not fair to have the school months to summer months ratio being 5:1, so it should also work in equality.
3. Too much work is not good too. Humans need relaxing time as well.

Even with these options, I suppose I need to agree with the fact that education is very important as well. Although I would enjoy another free month, it probably wouldn't be the best thing.

Picnic Gathering

On Monday, August 2nd, since it was a holiday, we (dad, mom, me) invited a bunch of friends to go to the beach to have a picnic. Dan didn't come because he had to return to Downtown, so the rest of us left at 10am and arrived at around 11am. There, we set up "camp" under a large tree, and people started arriving. It was an hour after we got there that one of my friends, Ian, 18 years old, arrived, then we ate. The food was good, and Ian and I played some soccer after lunch. At around 2pm, Ian, Dad, Gary, Helena, her dad, and I went into the water to play with the water ball. We played baseball, monkey-in-the-middle, and after that, we looked at these amazing sand sculptures on the beach. Apparently there was a contest going on, and these sculptures were so realistic. We went back, played some cards, and packed up and went home.

Movie Review: Salt

Salt: Movie Review
Starring Angelina Jolie

"Salt" is about a CIA agent who may potentially be a Russian spy. Before the movie came out, there was lots of controversy whether Evelyn Salt (the main character) was a hero or a villain. I thought she was a villain, and you will find out if I am right or wrong later on.

The movie starts with a scene where Salt is a prisoner in North Korea, and is being tortured. This was 2 months ago, and now, in the present, she works for the CIA. It was her anniversary with her husband, so she wanted to leave early, but there was a walk-in to the CIA headquarters, and they needed Salt, their best interrogator, to ask him a few questions. She did so unwillingly, and sat down with the Russian man named Orlav. Orlav told Salt about "Day X", an attack by Russia to destroy the United States, and he told her that there would be a Russian spy that would kill the Russian Prime Minister. Orlav says that the name of the spy is Evelyn Salt, and after running neurotests, the investigators listening outside the room found out that he was not lying. Salt tries to argue her innocence, but one of the investigators, Peabody, wants to lock her up. She escapes the building, barely getting past the soldiers that Peabody had sent by creating an explosive out of cleaning products. Meanwhile, while in the elevator, Orlav is escorted by two policemen. Right when the doors close, a spike pops out of his shoe, and he attacks the two officers, killing them both after they were knocked unconscious. Salt has escaped, and Orlav has escaped. Now, Peabody and Ted Winter, Salt's friend and coworker must catch her and stop her at all costs.
Salt uses the traffic and the advantages of being on foot to great use, and she gets away on a motorcycle. Peabody and Ted are very frustrated, and they plan to watch over the funeral very carefully the day after tomorrow.
Salt goes back to her apartment to find that her husband has disappeared, and so she takes one of his spiders (he is an arachnologist), and flies to Washington, D.C, where the funeral will be held. She poses herself as a man, and signs into a hotel room. There, she takes a syringe and removes some of the poison from the spider.
On the day of the funeral, Ted and Peabody are looking around for Salt, but she is disguised by dying her hair jet black. Inside the church, as the Russian Prime Minister was making his speech, Salt made the floor under him explode, and all the organs went off all at once. The Russian Prime Minister was dazed, and the last thing he saw was Salt pointing her gun at him and pulling the trigger. Peabody finds Salt, and both are holding their guns and aiming at each other. Salt drops her gun at Peabody's command, and she is taken away by the police, with a satisfied smirk on her face. Inside the police car, at the perfect moment, Salt attacks the other officers, even with her handcuffs on, and crashes the car. She escapes calmly, walking straight away from the accident, and nobody notices her. She takes a boat away to where she knows Orlav is hiding, and he greets her very warmly. Salt was raised in Russia after her parents died in a car crash, and she and a large group of other small children were taught by Orlav. Orlav reveals Salt's real name, Chenkov, and they head down into the Russian secret base. There, Orlav asks Salt if he can trust her, and she says definitely. Orlav still had his suspicions, so he brought her down to the basement, were she saw with horror her husband gagged and bound. One Russian soldier shoots him, killing him. Salt does not do anything rash, but her eyes say that she was grieving inside. But, in order to stay alive, she does not do anything, and Orlav is satisfied. Later on, up in the cabin, while Orlav is busy with a new plan to kill the President of the United States, Salt takes a wine bottle and kills him. Grabbing a pistol and three grenades, she kills everyone on the ship. She then heads to back to Washington, D.C, and on the plane, she meets an old friend that was also taught by Orlav. This friend knew Orlav's plan, and so the two travelled together and posed as sergeants in the army to get by security. Salt had cut her hair short, and applied a skin paste to make her skin darker. They get into the White House, and spot the President and a large group of bodyguards, including Ted. Her Russian spy counterpart did not tell Salt his role, but just told her her's once more, then suddenly, he ran right into the group of people surrounding the President, shooting everyone. The guards' bullets hit him, and as he was about to crumble, he detonated a bomb set on himself. This rent apart the whole corridor, but the President, Ted, and a handful of other officers were still alive. They head down to the very secure basement, where there is a hightech laboratory. Salt is now faced with her mission alone.

Beehive in our wall?

It all started happening about a week ago, when I started noticing that there were many bees around our front porch area. At first, I didn't take notice, because I thought they were attracted there by the flowers, so I didn't mention it. After a day, as I walked past the front porch, there were at least 10 bees buzzing around, and I told my dad, who inferred that there was a beehive in the wall. This inference proved to be correct, as we (my dad and I) saw a small hole in the brick under our window. It was a very small hole, but since the wall was hollow, I freaked out because, firstly, I HATE insects of all kinds, especially if they are in the house, and secondly, I was scared that the whole colony would find some way into the house, and find myself waking up in the middle of a swarm of bees. So, we went to Canadian Tire to purchase some insect/wasp spray. Dad sprayed the hole, but the bees just flew right through the foam like it was air. Then, Dad tried to plug up the hole with a piece of duct tape. This worked, but somehow, the bees found another way out.
Dad went to Home Depot to buy a trap. Apparently, the trap allows bees to fly in, but then, it is impossible to escape. I set it up by filling it with apple juice, honey, and a few pieces of raw meat. We set it under the window sill, and left it there for 24 hours. When we went back to check on it, there were absolutely no bees in there.
After very little success, Dad went and bought a mosquito net. We went outside when it was dark, where there was little to no activity, and we taped the net all across that side of the wall. We used copious amounts of duct tape and clear tape. After the task was completed, Dad went to send Dan to his apartment in Downtown, and I found out that clear tape does NOT stick to brick very well. So, I tried to reapply a fresh coat of tape, but it just stuck for about a minute, then withered away. I did my best to clog up all the possible entries and exits, and finally, put the stone rabbit on the net as a paperweight (or maybe a netweight), and went back inside.
The next morning, I went outside, and there were at least one hundred dead bees inside the netting, and a couple flying outside. At first, I thought "Oh my god! How did those bees get outside?" Then, Dad told me that those bees that were outside were not inside the hive when we put the net up, so they were trapped OUTSIDE instead. That made sense, so I calmed down a bit.
Now, we just went and bought us another can of spray. Hopefully the bees will be gone soon, because I HATE BEES!!!