Good morning, blogsphere.

I just wanted to let you know I feel strangely peppy and annoying this morning.

And that my gif problem continues.

Also, I'm going to a ballet this morning for Fine Arts class. I've never been to a ballet.
Love,
-J-

A list of things I appreciate:

• Laughter.
• Class long rants from my physics teacher about today's genetically engineered food.
• Sign language, especially signs for animals.
• Waking up early and accomplishing things before school.
• Playing Mumford and Sons songs on guitar.
• Coffee and tea. 
• Nail polish of interesting colours.
• My colorful $4 hippie sweater. 
• Benedict Cumberbatch.
• Writing about dreams of traveling and having a pet hedgehog (despite being in French).
• Rereading Harry Potter (on Chamber of Secrets right now).
• 8tracks.com, jazz and indie playlists: currently listening to this one. I feel so classy.
• A friend taking your phone and inserting random events in the calendar. Preparing for March 30th, 'Cucumber Appreciation day lawls jk Moriah appreciation day.' 
• Seeing friendships form between two people who need someone like each other.  
• People who want to make a difference in the world because they genuinely care.

Love,
-J-

Today's message brought you by self loathing.

I am currently a large ball of self hatred, stress, anticipation, bewilderment, guilt and mental instability.

In other words, 16 days until musical, 22 days until my IB French oral exam. And here I am, sitting on my ass, not even sure where to start preparing for the exam. Musical practices take up a shitload of my time.

I think I'll feel better if I read a few chapters of Love in a Time of Cholera for English and get up early and accomplish something. 

I hate that my self esteem is based on how much school work I can get done. Why has it come to this.

Now if you actually read through that entire down lifting post, here is a gif of hedgehogs in a sink to make you feel happy again:

 Love,
-J-

Have a cupcake. I'm being social.

 I forgot I had so many friends until this week. Or rather, I realized the amount of a hermit I have become, found social interaction without too much difficulty and felt less sad about my social life. These social interactions since Tuesday have included:

• Hanging out with Noah in Value Village and encouraging him to buy hideous clothing, simply so I can see someone pull off crazy ugly clothing. I was contacted by text message today saying that his family doesn't approve because they are the ones who often have to be seen in public with him. I REGRET NOTHING. 
• Also venturing to the sketchy store called "Mister Music" next door which excels in selling hippie clothing and marijuana apparel. Noah acquired rainbow suspenders, because he is that cool, and I acquired assorted pastel colored hemp. 
• Meeting with Moriah and Allan at Starbucks, ending up at Tim Hortons because Starbucks closed, and walking around the grocery store at 10pm because Allan wanted to show us what 'ghetto juice' was (Scotsburn juice, which comes in 2L containers for $1 or single serving bags.)
• Having a short "The Office" marathon in my basement with Margie, Kaelen and all the above people mentioned, eating spaghetti and going to youth group.
• Watching Barbie Nutcracker and (the old) Footloose with Sam and pondering what Kevin Bacon was in a past life.

See? My life is so happening.
Love,
-J-