I find Valentine's day to be a sort of comical day. People seem to be divided between joy and bitterness.

I personally find it like going to a Christmas parade with a headache. Just too much happiness, materialism and pointless traditions at once, resulting in me being slightly peeved. Today, however, I accidentally over did it a bit with cold medicine and was floating on a cloud all day. I wasn't quite as peeved as I usually would be.

Cinnamon hearts are definitely the best part of Valentine's day.
-J-

Sixteen, woot.

I am sixteen years old, as of today. Basically, all that amounts to is:

• I can get my learner's permit
• I don't legally need my parents' permission for some things

I got my new camera last night, a very nice surprise, considering I thought I would have to wait another month. It's a very nice, kickass Canon Rebel xs1000. I'm still figuring it out, so a few more days until I post some pics from it. I took one picture of myself so far, and then got extremely self conscious about my eyebrows. Other than that, I have several pictures of my cat, the barbecue, and a bottle of soya sauce that was on the table. 
Love,
-J

Burnt out.

Every year, I hit this point in winter where I get burnt out.

Usually, I end up not being able to sleep well, and giving up on putting a lot of effort into anything (including blogging...)

Unfortunately, this first burnt out day happened to fall at the very beginning of the semester.

I was exhausted all day, math was confusing, and picking a seat in my classes was difficult. I hate walking into an empty classroom and having to pick a seat. Especially when some fool then tries to take the seat, or convince you to sit else where. It didn't make the day any better that there were all the classes from 1st semester, homeroom, three 2nd semester classes, an hour and a half uptown killing time after school, and musical from five to six. It was a long day.

I think I'm going away to Camp T this weekend with youth group, but I'm still not decided. I figure missing one musical practice is worth going away for a weekend with a bunch of friends. Probably a better option than watching too many episodes of Bones and having more nightmares about serial killers.

On an unrelated note, I die a little inside when I see that a Disney movie has a sequel.
Love,
-J-
Buses: 15

http://xkcd.com/852/ 

I love nerd culture.

I don't appreciate my friends as much as I should.

I like that they find humor in lots of things. 

That they listen to me in my moments of frustration.

That they accept me for who I am.

:)
-J-
City buses taken this year: 15

Across the Universe- Blackbird