My first, fucking rant. That is, if you could include my ranting in all the "tag" chapters.
But yes. My first rant. Hallelujah.

It's twelve midnight I'm typing this on my lovely phone.  Oh wait, never mind, it's already 1:00 a.m-- ANYWAYS... way WAY early in the morning will I ever know what my mood is.

Anything can happen at this time of the day though.

Because i think based on the god damn spoilers of Captain America: Civil War I've been bumping into my personal social media and how pissed I still am right now, it's established. [except for some people who are so kind to NOT spoil.  I am eternally grateful.]

I'm feeling really proud and cocky and surprisingly awake, like RDJ.

In my Captain America onesie.  With a hood that has a big, fat, white 'A' in the middle and three-dimensional wings on each side.
(Transitions to slang mode.)

So if u look at the chapter name, you'd realize I'm still attendin school.
Oh the horror.
And of the fact that I have to face a decision in my lifetime.
And I've realized too that when you're typing a Wattpad chapter on your phone, it gets up close and personal.

(no not like that up close and personal.  Hah.  I wish tho.)

Okay...

Wat I mean is...
Lol besides our professional meatball over there...
Yes, yes I hav to make an incredibly difficult decision.

To begin this small story/ranting, i shall debrief.
Basically, being in my last year of God-awful middle school (wat?  Yeah, I'm still a developing marvel trash fetus) we get to have a lot of benefits.

And fun.

Our teachers (who were awesome for once) decides to give us two days straight of amazing fun.  Fun-ness.  One day to hanging out till like six in evening for indoor trampoline fun.  (PREPUBESCENT ADOLESCENT/KID RITE HERE)
And the other day (aka tomorrow) of spending from the bright early morning of the weekend till the late evening of the night is more fun at a very famous, local-ish theme park. And I still wished it was a Disney Park but my state is boring af. Just plain old country air. And I don't even like country music; actually, I hate country music.

Like I was saying, turns out one of those cool days happens to be the same day Captain America: Civil War premieres nationwide in theaters in the United States of fucking America. (Unnecessary cussing but idgaf)

So, on Friday of May 6th, I will shut off my dang phone the whole day that day to avoid getting myself into (BAHAHA) dumb spoilers that burn my eyes. And MOST LIKELY even break my whole heart and all the shit I'm made up off.

So, yeah.

And I immediately thought of a plan to attend to both the fun field day and the movie of my death.

Well, you don't know how I look and I usually don't. But for once...

I really do.  I think.

Either ask parental permission to watch CAPTAIN AMERICA: CIVIL WAR 10:00 pm in the nite with like fifteen other people [aka my big-ass squad] in the theatre all alone there OR... watch it the next day and suffer an intense amount of spoilers the next morning bumping into my face before I actually see it that night.  And ever since the first Iron Man movie, I swore to never miss a Marvel Cinematic Universe extravaganza nationwide theatrical premiere.  Mouthful, but idgaf.

Fan since 2008. (Iron Man)
FanGURL since 2011. (WHEN CAPTAIN AMERICA THROWS HIS MIGHTY SHIEEELLDD.)

Some people just have no idea the struggle of feeling so down-beaten if you missed a premiere of a lifetime.

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This is the lamest rant you've probably ever read.  Bahahahaha but I swear to god the struggle is reality all the time.

More tags comin up.
Well, shiet.

CAPIsh!

*reaches only 659 words.* Crap.

*publishes at like 9:00 am Eastern American time.*. Well... Crap again.  I didn't keep my word.

*reaches 681 words.*. DAMN IT.