JBD’s Everything Blog

GUESS WHAT? I’ve successfully completed my first semester of high school! And the best part is… I HAVEN’T FAILED! YAY. But, yeah. In all seriousness, school’s epic. Seriously, I love it. But, I’m SO happy that I have vacation now. SIX days; no school. I’m thrilled. See, I love school, but it is so tiring. It’s hard to explain. I hope you get it.

For the last period of the school day before we were set free, we watched this movie about Ethiopia and families reuniting or something. It was boring as hell. It didn’t help that the lights were off either, cause I was almost dosing off. Thankfully, the brightness of the phone I was texting with kept me awake. I mean… what? I wasn’t texting during class. PSHH.

Oh, and if you have noticed, I’ve been updating this blog more frequently. It’s fun.

OH WATE. I forgot to tell you something. Today, I wore this pin to school:

And guess what? I’m blogging about it.

Bye. ~JBD

Hey guys. Soo, maybe I’ll write that story some other time. Soon. You’ll have to remind me.

Anyway, I posted a link to my blog on Facebook and I got a lot of views that day! Hopefully the people that clicked the link will continue to read it. I CAN BE EXCITING. I CAN!!!11

So tonight I went to this party thing at my high school. Party… at high school? Yeah, my school is just that kick-ass. Anyway, it was a party only for Freshman and it was “Decorate-Your-Own-Cookie / Ice-Cream-Sundae / Movie Party”! It was sweet. Normally it wouldn’t be as fun, but for some odd reason, I was REALLY hyper for most of the party, meaning it was great.

Hmm… what else to say? Oh. I’m gonna make videos soon. Like actually funny / cool videos and post them online. My YouTube will be http://youtube.com/heyimJBD. (For some reason, “imJBD” was taken. :/) Soo… look out for that! I’m making this video for Film Class at my school, so when I’m done editing that, I think I’ll post it. It’s pretty funny.

Oh, and here’s a pic of me from a month or so ago that I just got around to editing:

I call it: Oblivion.

You can see pics I post of myself on my DeviantART and my Dailybooth.

See you guys soon!

~JBD

Oh god. I have failed you (you = all my 6 readers). You probably want to know why I haven’t been updating. Well, the truth is, I wasn’t in the mood. I know, I know I’m starting to sound like Holden Caulfield or whatever, but I’m serious. I just haven’t been in the mood to post. But, now I kind of am. So… here we go!

High school’s going fantastic. Really, I love it.

URGGH. What do I talk about?

Ok, here’s the deal. SOMEONE, ANYONE, if you are reading this, comment on this post and give me a title to a story. (You don’t have to have a WordPress account or anything.) For example, “Bob Goes To Antarctica” or something cool like that, and I’ll write a whole story about it.

COMMENT AWAY!

-J B D

Hi guys. Just in case you don’t get enough of me already from my blog and the pictures I post on it… YOU CAN STALK ME IN MORE WAYS!

My links:

-WordPress
-Twitter
-DailyBooth
-DeviantART
-YouTube (coming soon)
-E-mail: HeyimJBD@aol.com

I’ll add more when I join more. That’s all for now. Sorry about the short post.

-JBD

THERE. I said it. They do. So, many of you probably don’t know that I love TinyPic. Srsly. If TinyPic were a person, we would have sex. And I would have little sexy .png babies. Wow, I’m a nerd.

But anyway, I posted pics of me with my wife Pedobear in the previous post using TinyPic… AND THEY WERE REMOVED. Honestly TinyPic?! I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING SPECIAL. I guess not. But really, I’m not in the mood for posting today, so this post isn’t gonna be good, but I wanted to know your opinion. Why would TinyPic remove pictures of Pedobear? I know Pedobear = pedophile + bear but really… it’s just an animated bear. Oh, and I’m going to try uploading those pictures again with Photobucket and see if they get removed as well.

Also, as an added bonus, I’ve posted a list of things TinyPic hates… ON TinyPic. If this gets removed, I will laugh so fucking hard…

EDIT: When I wrote “if you delete this comment” I meant to say “if you delete this picture”. I’m too lazy to fix it.

^Click for full size.

~JBD

So, I started high school like 2 weeks ago… and let me tell you something… I love it. It’s amazing. I’m at a private high school, and there are around 75 kids in my Grade. When I first started high school, I was really nervous. Like I was afraid people wouldn’t like me, and / or I wouldn’t talk to anyone and be shy. So far, that’s not the case at all. I’m making friends and everything’s great.

People say that high school is the worst four years of your life, but so far, things are going better than ever. Even though I get home really late, and the homework / classes are hard, it’s somehow worth it. It’s fun. (: Oh well, I’m sure it’s gonna turn into a living hell around Junior year. That’s a while from now. Moving on:

SEPTEMBER 28th / SEPTEMBER 30th is “Ask a Stupid Question” day. Read more information here on Wikipedia. I don’t know about you, but I’m sofa king excited. Honestly. The best day of the year. And it’s a REAL holiday. Click here to see the whole list of funny, random (real) holidays.

Now that that stuff is over… I wanted to post a bunch of pictures of stuff… starting NOW:

Here is me with Pedobear, my true love.

Here is a drawing I drew in class called Andy. I sort of got inspiration from Mitchell Davis’s drawings of fur-ball things.

Here is a picture of me looking like a creeper. If you can’t see it, my shirt says “How To Be a Creeper: YOU CREEP”.

And… last one. Me and Pedobear again. In luv.

Ok, so I have to go, seeing as its 1:00am and I have to wake up early tomorrow. Bye everyone, hope you enjoyed this post.

~JBD ⊙‿⊙

Right after Mario is finished saying NO:

Or… rather later today or tomorrow. Promise.

Hi guys. So, I started high school a little while ago, and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to update a lot at all, but I just wanted to tell you guys why. But really, please, please, please follow me on Twitter. Click here to view my Twitter page. I’ll be updating Twitter a lot more than my blog, so check there every day or so if you want to find out more about what I’m doing.

Anyway, I had to write this paper for English class about my “Ride To High School”. Here’s what I wrote:

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The nearly frozen, stone pathway I inched down was a long and dark scary road. I felt the wind whisper against the tips of my dry, straight hair as I got closer and closer to my destination. I breathed deep, and let my breath fill my lungs. Fortunately, my warm, cozy sweatshirt provided me with warmth, which counteracted that icy breath I breathed in only moments before. Only moments? This is starting to feel like an eternity. I wasn’t even nearly there. I felt like I was a fortune teller, knowing my future so early on. How long will it take me to get there? An hour seemed too long for me to comprehend.

I felt as though I was at the dentist’s office. My mom would always tell me not to eat lunch beforehand so I would not have any plaque on my teeth. After finishing with the dentist, I was dying for that warm, doughy, bagel waiting for me at the nearest Dunkin’ Donuts. “Tell him to wait one hour before eating or drinking so the fluoride will settle in,” the assistant would remark, ever so subtly. My stomach seemed to collapse at the idea of waiting that one extra hour. Walking down that path, I felt that same feeling; an hour was too long to even begin to think about.

Finally, I arrived at my destination. The car. I opened the passenger’s door, and struggled to get my crammed backpack down by my feet. “All ready?” my dad asked, calmly. “Yeah,” I said blankly. I couldn’t even have a decent conversation at that moment. I was too deep in thought. I was thinking about walking in to school in an hour, trying to picture how the whole day would turn out. I was thinking so hard about my day, that I began to give my self a headache. I brushed the hair out of my eyes and turned on the radio, trying to get everything off my mind. Unlike before, this ten minute drive to the bus stop felt like a second. I was already there. Things began moving ever so quickly.

My dad pulled into the parking lot, and joined a group of cars. I glanced at my classmate’s faces, and realized that they were all having the same “stomach dropping” feeling I was feeling earlier. After what seemed like another eternity, a bright yellow school bus pulled into the parking lot, and almost simultaneously, all us students put our heavy backpacks on our backs, and braced ourselves, getting ready for our second adventure: the bus ride.

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That should cover today’s post. Weee.

-JBD

Have you of heard of Michael Vick? No? Well, he was charged with illegal dog fighting / dog abusing. Click here for the story.

Well…

If you laughed, you’re going to hell. The dog’s expression is priceless. The dog is basically saying “You think this is funny? It’s not.”

That’s all. Bye.

Last post, I posted a dream that I had several days ago. This time, I’d like to post probably one of the longest dreams I can remember. I wrote it down right after it happened because I never wanted to forget it. FYI, I might edit out a few last names of people and places so I won’t get stalked. Anyway, here it goes:

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I get picked up from my house to go to school by my carpool. I’m with Pauleen, Rebecca and Ilana. We get to school. Out first class is Science with Dr. R. I was holding an un-finished packet for science class with Mr. M. [apparently, there were TWO different sciences classes… there's only one IRL]. After class, I am walking with Liza to Ms. M’s class. Dr. R stops to talk with me. [Can’t remember what she told me about]. Then, when I turn around to see if Liza is waiting, I see she’s not. Then, I see Isabelle. I shout “HEY! WAIT!” Isabelle waits and we walk. Then, we go to Ms. M’s classroom. Ms. M tells the class that we are going to take a field trip to the mall. Everyone is happy.

Then, we get to the mall. There is a long, wide, empty racetrack-like course. There’s a big downward slope, followed by a big upward slope (but not too steep). Then, after the upward slope, there is a sharp right, followed by a sharp left. Then, there is a big straight, and a “Bath & Body Works” on the right hand side. The floors are WICKED shiny.

Ms. M tells us how she always loved to slide down these floors when she was little. We all did. Ms. M started, and every followed. It was really fun. After the down slope, came the up slope. There were two lanes. One went up, and another kept going straight. I almost went into the other lane going straight, but I managed to stay in my lane with the class. Lauren shouted “HAHA JBD! STAY IN YOUR LANE!”

After that, we turned right, and then left, and then I tripped and landed in Bath & Body Works. I bought some hand cream for [I can’t remember] and then I turned out of the store, and caught up with my class. At the end of the mall / speedway, was a dead end. I blinked [in my dream] and the dead end became the entrance to the school. The whole class and I were walking in and talking about how much fun the mall trip was. I could’ve sworn I heard Ilana say, very sadly “too bad Ms. M died though.”

After we got up the stairs, it was time for homeroom. Mr. B came into the room and told us that homeroom was now Science with Mr. M for the rest of the year. Also, Twilight and HSM3 were banned from being shown anywhere at school. Ellie started crying. Lauren, Lara, and Rachel comforted her.

Just then, Mr. M walks in with two assistants. The assistants were fat and had beards, and were REALLY short. They told us to “shut up” and to get out our science packets for the exam. Emie was sitting next to me. I told her that I couldn’t find my science packet. Then, Leah told me that she remembered that she saw I dropped a packet in Bath & Body Works.

I went up to Mr. M and told him what happened, and he got all pissed and told me to wait outside his office while he talks with someone. I did. Instead of a wall and a couch being outside his office, it was a desert. In fact, after a while, the whole school was a desert, except for his office.

I sat on the couch outside of his office, talking to Hanna. We talked and talked about things, and how laws are different between our countries. She told me how you aren’t allowed to move out of your parents’ house at the age of 18. You and your parents discuss what would be a good age for you to move out. After a LONG time of talking, I look into Mr. M’s office and see that he’s talking with Rachel.

He looks at me, and then looks at Hanna, and then he stands up from his desk, his face was bright red, and demands me over. I know WHY he’s mad, and I tell Hanna, “WAIT HERE, DON’T MOVE!” She tries to ask me something like: “Is this how all Americans act? Is it because of my different race?” I tell her “No. Only Mr. M.”

Then, I run to Mr. M’s office. He’s so mad, that his shirt is starting to rip. He’s about 1 foot taller than usual, and Rachel is scared. She’s crying. Mr. M then screams “I TOLD YOU NOT TO HANG OUT WITH OTHER RACE’S!!! HOW DARE YOU! THIS IS HOW YOU LOST YOUR SCIENCE PACKET! IM SURE OF IT!!!”

Then, I run. The WHOLE class appears out of nowhere and we all run. I heard someone say “the school’s about to blow, RUN!” I think it was Sandi. I look to my right, and see Hanna and her brother. Then, I look to my left and see Mr. M. He’s still 1 foot taller and really, really mad. He’s carrying desert sand.

Apparently, I have to take the sand, and throw it at him AND the sky, so Mr. M’s skin tone is the same as the sky’s color. Then, he’ll die. I grab some sand, and throw it into his eyes. He can’t see for a minute, so I grab some more, and throw it at him and the sky. Hanna asks me what I’m doing and who Mr. M is. I tell her to wait.

After the sky is sand colored [and so is Mr. M], he dies. [I don’t remember how…] Everyone cheers.

But then, everyone remembers why we were running in the first place. It was because the school was going to blow up. Hanna is really strong [in my dream] and she picks up different people in my class and carries them to a movie theater to escape from harm. She picks up Shira, Rachel, Lauren, Noa, and Rebecca. Then, when she tries to pick up Michaela, Michaela screams and bites Hanna. Hanna drops her. [LOL, I have NO idea why that happened.]

Then, after we are ALL in the movie theater, we get in line for this movie. The movie theater layout is JUST [if not exactly] like [edited]. Gil is the person that checks the tickets tells you where your movie is playing. Even though the movie theater is [edited], the Movie ROOM is like [edited]. Hanna is still with the class and me.

The movie playing is Gil’s porn files. Everyone wants to leave, cause they’re all grossed out, but the chairs lock them to their seats. Hanna and I haven’t seated yet. I shout “LOL HANNA IT’S PORNZ!” She makes this really weird face and then starts laughing. We both run out of the theater, as Gil chases us to come back. We run into a sunrise.

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When I woke up, I died laughing. Anyway, enjoy that. And Hanna, try not to die laughing. Sorry I didn’t tell you about this sooner.

-JBD