What Happend To Summer Whimsy?

I’ve just spent the last nine months of my life preparing for and then taking on SATs, AP tests and finals and in less than two months I will be looking at more of the same with the added bonus of college applications, scholarship essays and perhaps a part time job. Why then is the idea of spontaneous summer fun so displeasing to my mother?  I don’t love the idea of spending Saturdays at home during the school year, but I say little about it when it is necessary for me to study or get to bed at a reasonable hour for some ridiculous test that holds the weight of my future within its ridiculous bubbles; I do however absolutely detest doing nothing inside my home on a Saturday night. What a waste of a weekend.