Ted Abad

Lakota East High School

Class of 1999

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Ted Abad - Class of 1999 - Lakota East High School

First Name	Ted
Last Name	Abad
Graduation Year	Class of 1999
Gender	Male
Hometown	Paterson, New Jersey
Relationship Status	In a Relationship
About Me	My Origin Story: When I was a boy of four, I was bitten by a radioactive myth. Rocket scientist, Browncoat, genius, lover, international assassin, computer hacker, boy band falsetto and enthusiastic eater of raw cookie dough and under-cooked meat, Theodore "MakinBacon" Junior Abad currently lives and saunters aimlessly and alone in the 'Land of Mary' . He has a young child, who will one day rule the world, just as the sacred texts foretold. -Used to wonder where his Heart was, until he thought to look where his mind goes when it wanders. Confirmed to be in the possession of Jess. Playfully wonders sometimes, if she kisses him just to get him to stop talking. -Ted is a work of fiction. Any resemblence to any real people (living, dead, or stolen by fairies), or to any real animals, gods, witches, countries, and events (magical or otherwise) is just blind luck, or so we hope. disclaimers - an 80's kid. - a Jersey boy. - substitute superhero.. mainly for Steve "Captain America" Rogers. (saving burning buses full o' nuns, flying 'round the world turning back time... all that fun stuff) - Has written the 'Cliff Notes' version of the classic, 'Where's Waldo'. With one solitary piece of text found within: "HERE." “So you think I’m a loser? Just because I have a stinking job that I hate, a family that doesn’t respect me, a whole city that curses the day I was born? Well, that may mean ‘loser’ to you, but let me tell you something: Every morning when I wake up, I know it’s not going to get any better until I go back to sleep again. So I get up, have my watered down Tang and still-frozen Pop Tart, get in my car with no upholstery, no gas and six more payments to fight traffic just for the privilege of putting cheap shoes on the cloven hooves of people like you. I’ll never play football like I thought I would, I’ll never know the touch of a beautiful woman, and I’ll never again know the joy of driving without a bag on my head. But I’m not a loser. ‘Cause despite it all, me and every other guy who’ll never be what he wanted to be are still out there, being what we don’t wanna be, forty hours a week—for life. And the fact that I haven’t put a gun to my mouth, you pudding of a woman, makes me a winner!” -Al Bundy http://marvel.wikia.com/Captain_America_(Steven_R...(read more)