I got an iMac.

And I LOVE it.

It takes a little getting used to with the keyboard though. It feels so good to have a functioning computer again. I am playing Radio GaGa on my iPod right now 'cuz I feel so good right now.

My dad arrived from Africa on Thursday, and I had been pestering him all day about the iMac my grandfather had promised me. And after a day and a half, my uncle brought home the iMac. The smile on my face was one of the realest smiles I've felt in a while. It does seem a little materialistic and techno-crazy when I say that one of my happiest moments of the year was me getting a a computer which probably wont mean anything to me in a few years. But this was good way to begin my summer vacation.

(WOW. My iPod hadn't been updated for almost 4 months. I like it when my iPod has songs which I like. My choice of songs changes every month. EXCEPT for My Chemical Romance. I will love them for a long time.)

Speaking about the vacation, I am freaking out. About studies. NOW. WHY? I really wanna do well in my academics this year, and I was planning on starting SOMETHING at least by now. But I haven't. Typical procrastinator.

The weekend has been good till now, but the week is flying away. By the time I know it, it's already gonna be August. I promise myself that I'll start working as soon as possible. REALLY.

Another thing I wanted to talk, my choice of books are making me a little more chatty. (I hope it's a good thing because I don't wanna lose my stereotypical, cliched introverted-ness)  The past Thursday I was waiting in a mall for my mom and my sister while I was reading Will Grayson, Will Grayson by John Green and David Levithan, and this girl, (About my age.) walks up to me and starts saying something to me in Arabic. (Do I look that Arab?) The only thing I caught from what she was saying was, 'kitaab', which means book in Arabic. Usually, I would nod and smile, but this time I had the courage to say, "Umm, I do not speak Arabic." She smiled and said, "Oh, I just wanted to say that it is a very good book you're reading. I'd recommend it." And then we had a little conversation about John Green which I do not wanna get into because it really isn't that interesting to be put on the interest. 

(Sarcastic and satirical Sam (me) thinking: "As if my life is interesting enough to be put on the Internet.")

It sounds better in my head.

I just finished reading the book on Thursday, and I've started reading 'The Fault in Our Stars', and it is the last book I have to read in my John Green collection. I have built up a lot of expectations for this book in these past few months, (Which is why I have saved it for last) and I really hope it's THAT good.

It has been fine up to where I have read though.

RANDOM TOPIC!

My first bus ride:

I really don't really remember since I have been riding a bus almost every morning and afternoon on the days I go to school.

I DO remember my first school bus though. It was Bus No. 9 It was a pretty old bus. It was quite dirty too. But the two best the things about the bus were the two faculty members of the bus: The bus driver and the conductor.

These two men are one of the nicest people I know. 

The bus driver was a Sikh, and the conductor was a South Indian and they were so friendly with the kids and everything. I mean, I was lucky. I was a bratty kid, and I always wanted to have my way, and I cried over silly things and I was possessive.

But these people were so patient and considerate with my actions, it really touched my heart.

So that is it.

I don't have much to say today, so I'll go now.

BYE!

Whatever.

-Sam Frank.