bifrost_ftw

bifrost_ftw @ 2007-04-28T14:03:00

2007-04-28T18:05:58Z

the invisible is the most amazing movie ever
justin chatwin is the most amazing actor ever
sam is the most amazing gf ever

that is all.

The world seems so backwards sometimes

2007-04-27T02:29:16Z

nothing makes sense, i don't get it anymore, at all.

i wish i wasn't such a teenager. 4.
and 6 bottles of water.

i should be happy
but am quite the opposite
life does not make sense

there's a haiku for you.

this entry is pointless. kind of like (noun).

nvm i talked to sam so i feel 9384697x better now.

There really is no point.

2007-04-22T21:26:19Z

Yesterday

I woke up at like 11:30 and went on the computer. Exciting. Daniel messaged me about FFC and asked me where everyone lives and stuff like that. Then I was told we're leaving around 1:30 so I took a shower, ate, what not.

Part of me didn't even want to go, really. I basically forced myself to go because I felt bad since like four people that were supposed to go backed out on the plans. Ironically enough, almost everyone ended up coming anyways.

It was a nice day, I suppose. Quite a few funny things to brighten up the day, stuff like that. I hadn't played ITG in so long. I felt pretty horrible because I'm pretty terrible compared to before. That's to be expected, though. However, I did manage to beat my old score on Pandemonium.
2nd Hardest song what?

We went to Red Papaya for dinner, and I had pho. It was pretty good, especially since I haven't had pho in forever. When we were paying for our food, the asian at the counter had to use a calculator to add up four simple numbers. I found that somewhat amusing. Daniel was paying for his food with debit, and the debit thing said "Give $0.25 tip" and he was like "Why does it say give $0.25 tip? I don't want to give a tip." right infront of the asian girl. Her face was so priceless, it looked like she wanted to kill Daniel on the spot.

On the way back to FFC from the restaurant, I realized I had left like $5 in tokens behind. This made me quite angry, and Daniel forgot his tokens as well.

Dan and I decided to redeem tickets for something. We agreed upon pencil sharpeners, 5 tickets each. We had 120 tickets to waste. Dan asked the guy at the counter how many pencil sharpeners we could get with 120 tickets, and he replied confidentally "You can get 60 pencil sharpeners," to which Dan replied, "really?" He must have realized his mistake, because then he said "No, not really."
I told him it was 24 sharpeners, so we started to take out sharpeners. 24 pink sharpeners. The guy asked us why we were getting all pink. I explained we were getting in touch with our feminine side. He nodded understandingly and said "That's cool."

We played a few more games of ITG before we started to discuss rides home and things of that nature. Eventually, Denis' mom came to pick up himself, Madison, and Danny. Afterwards my dad came to pick Daniel, Ian, and myself up. Daniel asked if he could sleepover at my house, because his 12 year old sister was having a party of sorts and that she's really annoying. I said he could.

My house is really boring, so we ended up watching a bunch of videos on YouTube and stuff like that. We eventually got bored, so we went to the store to buy energy drinks and chips. I was wearing flip flops, and he was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. It was very cold. When we got back, we drank and ate while playing Mastermind. Not exactly the most exciting thing to do at 3 in the morning, but whatever. I warned him my house is boring. We went to bed at like 4 or something.

Today

I woke up around 10am I'm guessing. My eyes were killing me from wearing my contacts to bed. I could barely see, my eyes were watering so much. I'm probably going to go blind soon from wearing my contacts too much or something. Maybe if I went blind, my parents wouldn't expect so much from me.

Daniel left around 1pm today. Since then, I've been home alone. I'm so bored, and it's not like I have nothing to do, either. I could be doing plenty of things, but I just can't bring myself to do anything.

I'm so tired, unmotivated, and depressed at the moment.

I miss you.

Do you say what is may toasters open books?

2007-04-20T03:37:42Z

I'm thinking of starting to scan and colour my comics on to my computer. It'd hardly be considered a webcomic, since they're not very good. I'm probably too harsh on myself, though, since everyone I show them to laugh.

What I wanted to do was trace and colour them with photoshop or something, and then post them on MySpace. Personally I think it'd be neat, even though I doubt many people would see them.

Anyways. Sam made me a peanut butter sandwich today. It was delicious, and she is amazing. I realized today after a nice, but awkward, cuddle that I'm still kind of nervous around her. Normally this would be a bad thing, but I guess it's kind of good in a way, too. At least it shows that I want to look good and not embarrass myself or whatever.

We're both awkward, though. I hope we get more comfortable soon, because just being with her in general is really nice. Nice could be so much more.

Amazing?

2007-04-15T21:55:27Z

Hardly a word good enough to depict my mood.

The last 24 hours have been quite possibly the best of 2007 so far. Maybe I'm exaggerating, but I'm really happy at the moment.

Anyways, I don't feel like writing about anything in detail at the moment. I know what happened, and so does whoever would read this. What would be the point? lolz

Two weeks.<3

Wow.

2007-04-13T19:28:33Z

So I just realized when people check their friend's page it'll be on their setup or whatever.

I hate my life.

FFFFFF

2007-04-13T19:26:44Z

Today is Friday the 13th. Spooky. Spoooky, ky-kyky, ky-kyky, ky-kyky.

Anyways. Everyone go to Burger King to get your free, new, BK Joe small coffee.

I bet you tomorrow is Saturday.

Really, this update is pointless. I just made it because I thought "wouldn't it be hilarious if I made a whole entry in white font so no one could see it unless they highlighted it?" So I did it.
It's not as hilarious as I thought it would be.

Maybe if someone commented and was like "What's the point of this blank entry?" and actually meant it, I would lol.

Last night my mom yelled at me at 1:30AM in the morning because she thought I had school today. She was all like "YOU ALWAYS STAY UP SO LATE." I was like "lol no school." and she started asking why I never told her. This morning she said "I don't understand what's wrong with you. You've changed." before she left for work. Is that good or bad?

Speaking of last night, I had a dream that water didn't evaporate so in like a day the whole world flooded and everyone was dying. It was really weird.

Ok bye

Popsicles and rainbow drops

2007-04-11T05:03:00Z

School was pretty boring today. Pizza was good, though.

After school Dan bought GTA: Vice City and rented Babel. He asked if I wanted to hang out, but I told him I probably shouldn't because of my English paper. So I asked Sam if she wanted to hang out with me and Dan. Of course she did. I feel kind of bad because she never got to do her research, and it seems like she made more of an effort to do it than I did. ):

Sorry cutie. <3

I got free playing cards.

Easter Monday

I woke up from the ringing of the telephone. Assuming someone else would answer it, I lay in my bed too tired to bother. Ring, ring, ring, ring. Why isn't anyone answering the phone?

No one is home.

I managed to drag myself out of bed at least 30 minutes after the phone had rang. It's 1:30 P.M. and I wished I could have woken up earlier. There wasn't anything to do, so I did what I normally do; go on the computer. Now that I think about it, I probably should have gotten something to eat. Sam believed my parents were kidnapped and slaughtered in a hotel somewhere, but pretty much as I read that theory my dad got home from work.

He asked me, as soon as he walked in, if I wanted to go buy new speakers for the computer. Being that my current speakers at the time were complete and utter garbage, I agreed. We hopped in the car and headed to ~~Radioshack~~ The Source and promptly began browsing the plethora of different speakers. I'm exaggerating. There was like maybe four different kinds, if that. We ended up buying some cute speakers for like $40. I rushed to hook them up as soon as we arrived at my house. Bye bye crappy speakers, hello new ones.

I decided to try them out by listening to the new Bright Eyes CD I just downloaded. Not only was the new music good, the speakers were as well. It was so exciting to actually be able to listen to music and not have to plug up my ears with stupid earphones. I hate them so much now.

Fast forward five minutes.

My dad tells me to put in my earphones because he doesn't want to hear my music. What. The. Fuck. "Hey dad, want to buy a car and then slash the tires?" These speakers are the most pointless things ever if I'm not even allowed to use them. Maybe I'm being selfish, but I take up most of the time on this computer and I think that deserves some kind of recognition. I should also mention at this point, that my dad was most likely extremely angry at me for staying out until 5 A.M. at Sam's house on Friday. Also that I missed Easter breakfast or whatever because I slept over at Ivan's house on Saturday the next day.

I explained the whole thing to Dan, and he invited me to go to Burger King. From this point, I'm too lazy to type out my interpretation of the story, so refer to: This

What I will contribute, however, is my side of the interrogation. As suggested by Dan.

Officer: What are you boys doing out now?
Me: Walking around.
Officer: All right. What's your name?
Me: Janko.
Officer: How do you spell that?
Me: *spells*
Officer: And what's your first name?
Me: That is my first name.
Officer: Then what's your last name?
Me: Veselinovic.
Officer: ...Spell it.
Me: *spells*
Officer: Where do you live?
Me: Right over there *points to house*
Officer: What's the address...?
Me:
Officer: Why don't you have any ID on you?
Me: I didn't think I would get pulled over by the cops.
Officer: Ok, wait here.

At which point another cop asked me to explain what I did that night.

Thinking about it, I wish we took a picture with the cops. Now all we have are verbal memories.
My mom didn't believe my story, either. So I got in trouble for being late, again. I suck at being punctual. Like my English research paper that's due today which I haven't started.

Dear Diary

2007-04-08T18:27:32Z

My life is spiralling downward.
No one understands me.

I want to just lay down and die.

My mind is out of control.

April fools! Ok bye

Really pointless

2007-04-07T17:26:55Z

What is? Oh, life.

I was going to write about Sam's party here, but now I've changed my mind. Instead, I'll discuss how stupid it is that my parents treat me like a 12 year old. Actually, nevermind that.

My house is so boring. I can't manage to be happy while I'm here, so I have to try and go out with friends as much as possible.

Anyone want to do something on Monday? Oh yeah, I forgot. No one reads this.

If you're the wind.

2007-04-06T17:38:39Z

It's nice to see you're actually doing something you fucking bitch.

Escape, escape.

2007-04-05T22:26:59Z

It's kind of ridiculous. More so ironic, actually. How one goes about kicking another out of their life, but they can't seem to let go themselves. That would be me, and now it looks as though I've helped you more than I've helped myself. This is the Secret. I'm not sick, or depressed. I just make myself this way.

33, 33, 33, 33, 33, 33.

My dad appears to be getting quite frustrated with me as of late. He tells me I'm too quiet, and I look sad. Usually I'd just shrug and tell him I have no idea what he's talking about and that I'm always like this. Possibly the first time that it seemed like he actually cares about me. A lot of the things I said to him probably shocked him, but I'm guessing he thinks I was being sarcastic. Who actually takes me seriously anymore?

It's the long weekend. I have a lot of plans, and I'm pretty sure my health is going to decline over the next few days. Pizza today for dinner, most likely pizza and pop at Sam's party tomorrow, Pizza, pop, and vodka at Ivan's party on Saturday, and I have no idea what I'll eat at Sam's on Sunday. It's kind of exciting, because I'm pretty certain everything is going to happen as planned. This makes me somewhat happy, but I'll feel much better when I'm there.

Sam makes me happy. Too bad I can't be with her all the time. Or anyone, for that matter.

P.S. I've lost almost 10 lbs.

Seems like it's taking me forever

2007-04-05T00:24:36Z

I deleted every other entry on this for some reason. It was really pointless, and I didn't want any of it to exist anymore. Now it doesn't.

Lately I've been pretty happy, but emotions are never consistent. I can't stand being by myself anymore. It's really quite annoying. I used to enjoy being alone, but now it's just the complete opposite. Why? I don't know. Probably because I'm an idiot. I find it hard to keep myself entertained, happy, and motivated unless there's someone else around to talk to. Unfortunately, it seems like a lot of my time is being spent at time. It isn't, but it just seems that way. I can always find someone to hang out with.

Why don't I, then? Sometimes it seems like all my emotions are just acts, and that I don't actually feel anything. That can't be true, I know, but things can be so deceiving. For instance: I know right now I have plans for basically all weekend. This should make me happy. It doesn't, but it will when I'm actually doing these things. Is that normal? To me, these plans don't actually exist until they're taking place. I can't seem to get excited for them, though.

Yesterday, I had three tests. That's one for every class. Hopefully I did well on them, but it's likely that I failed the Hamlet test in English. I only got 50% on the test we got back today for Act IV. Ironically enough, I think my highest mark this semester is math. Probably owed to the fact that it's a grade 11 class and I know absolutely no one there, so I actually do my work.

School is stupid, though. The better part of yesterday was spent hanging out with Sam. Originally we had planned to watch The Secret which Laurian so kindly lent to me. Problems arose, though, while trying to transfer the file onto a DVD so we could watch it on the TV. First, when we tried to export it from the original CD onto her computer, the file went missing. After we managed to get the files onto the computer to burn onto a DVD, they were audio only with no video. Finally, somehow all the files managed to delete themselves completely. So we had to give up that plan. We were not meant to know The Secret.
Following that disappointment, we proceeded to play The Sims. You could hardly call it playing, though, because all we did was kill the people and stuff. We're weird like that, but it's nice that we have things like that in common. When we got bored of that she went on another computer and we commented eachother on MySpace as a joke. It was amusing, if you have us on MySpace you can probably pick out the comments.
Through MySpace, we decided to watch a movie. She said we should watch Murder By Numbers, so we did. It was a good movie, but I couldn't manage to correlate the movie with the title. Did it actually have anything to do with numbers at all? During the movie, I wanted to put my arm around her. I don't get why I was so nervous, it should be second nature to do things like that, right? That's what couples do. Every five minutes I thought to myself, "Ok, I'm going to do it now." But nothing. It was like a magnet was pulling my arm down; my arm felt so heavy. I eventually managed to de-magnatize my arm and get it around her. She was probably just waiting for it, since afterwards she smiled that lovely smile of hers. It made me very happy, and I wish I had done it sooner, everything was so right at that time. Her cat came next to us by the couch. Apparently it was weird because her cat hates people or something. After the movie, we watched a little TV and then went downstairs to play GTA until midnight, which is when I left.

I'd be lying if I didn't say I'm still sort of nervous around her. It's not her, it's me, as stupid as that may sound. Whenever I think of doing something I just get really nervous and kind of shaky. She's probably getting impatient with me or something, but that's just pessimistic speculation from my part. I don't even know where that thought comes from, because she seems content with me. Other than the "it's about time, mister" when I asked her out. Maybe I'm right.

Today I barely talked to her. It always makes me feel bad when that happens, because it's probably my fault. She doesn't wait for me after English to walk to Media. I guess she's in a hurry, who knows? I'm definitely overthinking, though. Which is what happens when you have so much time to yourself to think about every little detail in your life.

Anyways, I think that's enough for me. There's only two people that'll read this anyways, if even that.

Okay, bye.