Popping the Post Cherry

Hi,

This  is my first blog post, and upon thinking about what topic was best suited to my first blog post (I mean come on, I live in freaking India, I've got a huge surplus of topics to choose from. But if George W. Bush were to take over my blog, I'd go from a surplus to huge topic deficit :D Good thing that moron's out. Glad he found the "Big Whirly Bird thingy"). 

Back to business.

Pay attention.

Anyways, I could either tackle a lighthearted, PG topic such as the cows, pigs, cats, dogs, and the rickshaw outside my house that looks just like (And I can't stress enough with the JUST LIKE) Bill Murray named Kumar, or I could move onto a much more meaningful topic such as the racism, lack of infrastructure (quoting my mom there) or the immense tendrils of corruption EVERYWHERE. 

I think I'll dedicate this post to Abhishek Sir..... that @#$%ing idiot. 

I go to a school named Suncity World School and it is the WORST school I've ever gone to. It's extremely expensive and is the archetype of the indian private school. At first glance everything looks nice, with all kinds of facilities and what not, but upon closer inspection is all completely half assed.  

The formalities at this school are insane, they supress everyone's creativity and their desire to mold all of the students into one hiveminded automoton is more than disturbing. My P.E teacher, Abhishek Sir, (that's right. If you don't add sir you get in unneccessarily big trouble, an indian survey of what people want most out of their job is a title and respect, more than wage or benefits.) will soon be getting a post of his own. THAT will be the post that makes my blog, as well as my former art teacher. 

Sorry I couldn't post more but I'm inexperienced with blogging and stuff.