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I feel depressed because I was on sixbillionsecrets.com. I was so sad because of all the sad stories there… 

Anyway, this is just a spoiler from my unnamed blog post releasing (hopefully) October 10, only on Tumblr. (What the hell am I talking about) Where else will this go? Anyway, I will try to do it on Sunday. Besides M**** ***t* is pretty kick-ass. I got to bike to Subway and it was awesome. (Even though it was 90-100 degrees and I had put jalapenos on it, but awesome none the less.)

Over and Out,

Bob

So I am back Tumblr. Did you miss me? You didn’t? Why? Oh, you found a new blogger. I understand. I couldn’t move on. I need you, Tumblr. Will you take me back? Oh, you won’t… Good bye. (Exits diner into the cold rain)

That’s the (heavily) dramatized version of this. I’ll start Tumblr posting again. In the future!!! or Sundays. They both work.

I feel that this summer has been the best summer of my life. The reason for it is….um…I got this…..I got nothing. Well, let me give the highlights of my summer. I went on a cruise this summer. It was filled with three types of people; obese people, old dudes, and families. BTW Alaska is boring as hell. In one of the places we went to, it was so remote there was no highway but there was one Indian place. ONE INDIAN PLACE, but no Subway or McD. There is some crappy law against it apparently. Alaska, now we see why you were the last state in the US. Some lady on one of the tours told us that there was a line around the block for…wait for it….a little longer…..a Mickey Ds (That is a McDonalds for all you readers who don’t care for nicknames). There were people so desperate for it they used a helicopter to deliver food to a nearby town. They used a medical helicopter to ship food, for God’s sake!!!! There could have been a person dying, but noooooooooooo a Big Mac is much more important. I could only imagine their response. “Base to Chopper 1, there are hikers stuck on a mountain near your position. Can you get ‘em.” “Sorry, we’re filled with Big Macs and fries.” Then there are about 5 minutes of arguing and awkward silences, until the guys on base agree to give the hikers each a big Mac and fries. It’s freakin’ ridiculous. 

Sorry for the delay, hardcore fans (if there are any). I have a lot of stuff going on in my life. Let’s discuss these in my 5 things that are standing out in my life. 

Number 1: Geometry

I am taking Geo in Mitty Middle, High, or Elementary School. I was apparently willing to do this at some point in my life. Probably I was so tired I just said yes to whatever they said. I have to wake up at 8 am i the freaking morning!!!!! I am pretty sure it violates every major right of freedom in this country. It annoys the hell out of me and has gotten me hooked on coffee and a waffle sandwich. It’s basically sugar with a side of sugar and sugar frosting deep-fried in sugar with water super-saturated with sugar. I have like a chapter of geo homework every… freaking…day!!!!!! We are already at chap 8 and for half the day, I am so tired its like I am going to black out. (Sorry about the inattention(?) to grammer cuz I am kind of spacing out…[and sorry it seems like I am whining cuz….I kinda am]) 

Number 2: People named with the same name as you

I have met so many people named after the same dude I was named for, it’s not even funny. There is like 8 dudes I know named Siddharth, Siddarth, Sidarth, or some other variation. One of them is in my geo class (See?!!! There is something in common between both posts, you weren’t expecting that, weren’t you!) Anyway, its like my parents had a party with other people they knew and decided to communally name their kids my name (Take that, stalkers!). So, yeah….That’s about it….

Number 3: Awkward Questions

So, in geometry, this girl in front of me asked “So, are there any cute guys in Kennedy?” I felt like saying, Do I look like I pay attention to cute guys?, but didn’t. Damn, now I felt I should have said that. I don’t know why people like to ask others awkward questions. Like this….

Guy 1: So, how you doing?

Lady 1: Good, how about you?

Guy 1: Awesome, so did you see any cute dudes here? (As a way to further the conversation and ending as a way to say “Cuz there is one right in front of you!”)

Lady 1: (Interpreting it in a way that says he is gay) Yeah, there are some right there. I think they are your type.

Anyway, it ends really weirdly.

Number 4: Movies (bad news)

I am sad because there are certain things I was looking for this year that turned out to be horrible. One of them was The Last Airbender. I was so sad because I wanted it to be good. Turns out what was supposed to be a dramatic film turned into a comedy. Some critics say it was so bad because the acting sucked, the plot sucked, and the writing sucked and every cool part was left on the cutting room floor. Other disappointments to me were (looks left, looks right) Alice in Wonderland (Call rehab, Tim Burton is on drugs again!) and Jonah Hex (Why did the guy who made this not make it good?) But most of all, it was Iron Man 2 that made me sad. I expected it to be better than it was. Iron Man 1 was so funny and action-y while this one was just…action-y.

Number 5: Movies (good) 

There are some that give me hope. My favorites are currently Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World (based on a graphic novel) and HP7. The poster just looks cool.

and Scott’s…

and this one..

So, yeah I am a nerd…

I have just seen the most kick-ass trailer for anything. It is mainly just cars. Ok, it is cars. But, it is soooooooooooooooooo coooooooooooooooool!!!! 

http://www.gametrailers.com/player/101184.html

Today, I have realized my week was cool.

1st highlight: Great America

The best field trip of my life. Sevvies, you are missing a lot. 5 and a half of no restrictions fun was all it took for me to appreciate my life. The wave pool rocks. I could literally spend my life in that pool. All the other rides were so-so. HMB (Her Majesty’s Boat for all you non-douches) Endeavor was so, how do I put this, weird. For all you science-y folk out there, gravity does strange things to do your body when suspended in the air above a green pond with a floppy disk in it. For those of you who are squeamish, read the parts not italicized. I literally felt my eyes starting to drop. I am not kidding. They were life starting to pop out or so I thought. They might not have or have started to. Survived that one? Good.  Also, going parallel to the ground on a floatie with a base on the bottom doesn’t feel as good as you thought it might, just in case you were wondering. 

2nd highlight (or lowlight?): Graduation

Sevvies, this is as boring as it gets. The fact is grad here at [CENSORED] (Again, taking steps to prevent me being stalked) is boring as watching paint dry on a turtle in slow motion while riding a snail to work. Which is in China. (Don’t ask me why the guy doesn’t work here.) The worst part of that was P. Jain. For all the people who attended it, that guy sucked. When a guy trys to imitate a famous dude’s name, you now it is going to be bad. It’s me saying I am Darth Sidd. (For all the stalkers out there, that is not my name [or is it?]). (P.S, Star Wars junkie who reads this, yes my name has Darth in it and yes, I have heard Star Wars jokes with it and no, it isn’t funny.) Once the random ass speeches were over and we waited for 2 hrs. It led to…..

3rd highlight: Grad dance

Yes, it is as awesome as you thought it would be. There was a mystical theme to the dance (OOOOOHHHH! AAAAAHHHHHH!) with the wardrobe from Narnia as the entrance. (OOOOOHHHH! AAAAHHHH!) There was the train to take you to Hogwarts there and the banquet hall from HP was there too. The Whomping Willow was there too albeit not “whomping” enough. Oh, and there was a dragon made out of balloons. More on that later. On to the pavilion. There was a giant blowup slide that everybody went down like 50 times. There was free food and a photo booth, with movie posters. (I got Sherlock Holmes and sorry about HP6, person I know who is obsessed with fantasy.) And, last but not least, karaoke. I sang Replay and Slim Shady. BTW, don’t EVER play Slim Shady with your parents or tattle-talling sister in the room. You’ll see when u read the lyrics. Back to the balloons. The dragon with the balloons let go at 10:30-ish (IDK, because I was too high of my pro Slim Shady rendition.) And then, there was popping everywhere and people pushing others for a balloon to keep or pop. And, just like that it was over. 

So that’s it…..

Until next week, unfaithful viewers who are probably bored out of their minds.

As you probably hve not noticed, I hve stopped writing. Why? I don;t know. That story seemed wonky and downright absurd. 

Anyway, back to my boring life. Today, I realized my attic is a deathtrap. Why?, asks the idiotic n00bs who care about this. It has nails in the sealing. No, not the rounded end, the end which can kill you. The owners were probably suicidal and decided to kill themselves at a later point in time, but forgot about it.

So, now then, on the topic of KBDC. It was….ok. I liked the dances, but felt it was lacking a bit. The grades are so biased. Half my class at (Censored) school [Take that stalkers!] voted for Point Blank and everyone else in the other grades voted for either Reckless or the pixie group. 

On the third stop on the Tangent tour, my dad. He is the kind of guy that you believe had no childhood. He doesn’t grasp the concept of fun. If I play a game, he is, like, “Why are you playing this? Why are you not selling stocks or inventing the new Facebook?” Anything not making money is useless to him.

Stop 4: my grades. Let’s get this out in the open: My…grades…SUCK! I have a B in my elective. (If you know me, you’ll probably know what it is.) It sucks even more because I am an Asian. The term “Asian fail” describes my grade in the class. If you look at it, its like alphabet soup minus E and G-Z. That really pisses me off. Otherwise, its ok. My grade in science should go up to an A-, if she grades our notebooks. And my SS grade is a 98, because of an A- I got on a written response. I know this person who got a 114 on a math test that was out of a 100. A (Bleeeeep) 114! That’s like a person who dedicates his or her life to studying. She got it after he teacher curved the tests. She has also memorized books and their ISBN numbers. She’s definitely going to Harvard….. 

I got a f****** laptop yesterday!!! I was like, “OMGWTFBBQ, people!” It came came out of nowhere and I literally freaked out. Well, it was that and the 3D games. Anyway, this was like the best month EVER! I got a new game, new bed, new room, and a new stuff coming (I think). I think I am becoming a shallow SOB….

Chapter One

The moment U.S. marshal Michael Jameson stepped into the small town of Haven in Oregon, he felt that something was wrong. He was there, investigating the disappearance of 8 year old Michelle Johnson. Abducted less than two days ago, the van was tracked to a rest stop less than half a mile from here. He came here looking for any insight into the case from the locals. The main reason he felt something was not right, however, was the fact he had never even heard of Haven. One minute, it doesn’t exist, the next it has an entire Facebook page dedicated to saving its trees, he thought irritatingly. He walked down it deserted main street when he saw a flickering OPEN sign in the local diner. As he entered the door, he noticed that only the cashier/server was in. “Howdy,” he said, “Have you seen anything suspicious happen here in the last few days?” “Can’t say I have, darling”, she said with an obvious intent to flirt, “but then again, everyone here has their secrets.” “Yeah, well, I’m part of a search-and-rescue for a Michelle Johnson. Here’s my card and her picture if you need it,” he said and reached the door when the lady said something that unnerved him completely. “How did you get my baby picture?” To be continued….

Yes, I am writing a story.

The reason: I am bored and felt creative simultaneously.

I will also write random stuff. 

So, yeah….