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Upgrade 8.7 Features + I REVIVED XIANG'S BLOG???

I am sure that a lot of you guys are viewing this right now due to the title. I can assure, you, it is not clickbait in any means. However, it relates directly to the subject of my post, which is the new upgrade, so if you want to find out about it, I would read on or scroll to the bottom.  As you may have noticed, at the start of the month, I laid out an elaborate summer blogging schedule . As you may have also noticed, my amount of commitment to that schedule has been simply, well... mediocre. Luckily, a change is near! I will change my summer schedule once and for all to make the situation at hand a lot better. What kind of change, you may ask? Well, let's put it this way: Now, there is no schedule. You heard me right: For the rest of the summer, I will be adhering to no specific blogging schedule. Why would I ever do this? The other system, as you could probably tell, simply wasn't working. While the promise of a viewer being able to, if they wanted, pick and choos...

An Alien Mess | Story

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 ...

Burak's Blog- Blog Review

Wait a minute... So you're telling me that this is literally a blog post about a Blogger blog that made a blog review of my blog? Talk about blog-ception! My friend Burak, (a member of our collab YouTube channel " The AABO Show ", recently made a post on his blog reviewing none other than my own blog, This and That, Here and There . You can see it here:  http://biloglu.blogspot.com/2018/07/ttht-this-and-that-here-and-there-review.html#more  Burak, thank you for the effort you put into reviewing my blog, and all the compliments you gave. Thank you for the advice, and even telling me the bad things about my blog as well. I will take all of what you said into consideration to make my blog better in the future. Specifically, I will post more often, especially during the summer (once a day is my slightly difficult goal), and I will make each post shorter than it would have been during the school year. Enough talking about my own blog, let's get into the purpose of t...

MAKING MY SCHOOL DANK AGAIN [Story] + Happy (Delayed) 4th of July!

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 ...