Image Source Hello, everyone. Saturday was the Fourth of July, AKA Independence Day. Happy (late) Fourth of July to all! As you probably know, this is celebrated all across America for it is the day that the Declaration of Independence was adopted by the Continental Congress. This, of course, led to the birth of the United States, independent from England. Normally, it would be celebrated with fireworks and barbecue parties. It still is... without any precautions by those who aren't practicing keeping themselves and others safe. But with precautions by those who are. Or, just not at all in the places where public fireworks got canceled and no one invited you to a barbecue party so you just have to barbecue some chicken yourself. Or eat a veggie burger if you're vegetarian, I suppose.  On Saturday, I started out on the Fourth of July by going to a half-capacity beach for the second day in a row. Some people clearly, blatantly didn't care about social distancing and this conc...

This is the forbidden second chapter of the tale of the life of a very strange purple gentleman. A chapter that took over a year to come into fruition, despite how popular the first chapter was (if you haven't read it yet, you can see it here:  http://www.arcabaran.com/2018/07/waluigi-tales-chapter-1-dark-beginnings.html ). When I started this tale, my intention was to dig deeper into the backstory of an enigmatic underdog of the Mushroom Kingdom, one who doesn't get respect from anybody, even by the company who created his character. So I did what any person in my situation would do: Send Waluigi Mario an email. The adoptive member of the plumbing/kart-racing/super-smash-fighting Italian superhuman family isn't very keen to respond to such public things like this, of course, due to his shame at still not having a proper game of his own. So after he sent me a very revealing email message (which I copy and pasted into the first chapter of this story), and he found out how...

Forced into the shadows by his more popular companions, he is a resident villain of the Mushroom Kingdom. He wears purple, loves playing tricks on people, and looks semi-similar to Luigi. Except he's not Luigi. Just like how Wario is the evil version of Mario, Waluigi is the evil version of Luigi.  So if he's a character from such a popular video game franchise, how come barely anyone (outside of meme aficionados) knows about him? You see, Nintendo, the very company that created the series, hates Waluigi. That part is pretty obvious. He is the only Mario protagonist not to have his own game, barely appears in main-line titles outside of spin-off titles, and, most upsettingly of all, was rejected as a character for the new Smash Bros game, Super Smash Bros. Ultimate .  But that's enough explaining about who he is. If you still want to learn more about him, watch this awesome video by DidYouKnowGaming giving facts about him:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?...

This story is one that I wrote this year, for a school project. It is one of the most favorite stories that I have ever written, so I thought that I would take the time to share it with you. It's about a janitor who works at Area 51. Area 51, in case you don't know, is a military base in Nevada, USA, in which the government tests air force weapons. However, it has long been associated with aliens and UFOs by not only hard-core conspiracy theorists, but also just by Hollywood movies and pop culture. This boy, in his most desperate days, signs up for the job, having no idea what he is in for. Let's just say, he will have to do a lot more than just cleaning up an alien mess. The conclusion is out of this world. I also included two illustrations for the story. Without further ado, enjoy! _________________________________________________________________________________ Terry walked into the room, fists clenched, staring at the ground. A police officer was escorting him ...

If you're an avid reader of my blog, then reading the title of this post may have given you a sense of Deja Vu. If it did, then surely I can't blame you; You see, you're kind of right in feeling that way. That is since last year I made a post about running for school vice -president, which is technically different than what this will be about. But just because its different doesn't mean it can't be similar, either. When they say that history tends to repeat itself, well, it turns out that they can be so right, and this story proves that exactly. So sit back, relax, and hear my tale of what happened in my school two weeks ago... LEVEL ONE: The public relations specialist To start the story, let's talk about how it all began. Back in 2016 just before I started middle school with 6th grade, we got a form asking what school clubs we wanted to join that year. My eyes immediately fell to computer club and newspaper club, of course. But when I showed it to ...