New glasses.

 

I got new glasses. I feel like they are comically large but I still dig them. I don't look like as much of a librarian as I did in my previous glasses.
Love,
-J-

I get by with a little help from my friends.

Sometimes I realize that my friends are really awesome.

They're generally really strange moments, but awesome nonetheless.

Moments like looking up dubstep reggae over facebook with a friend I haven't talked to for several months because of the statement "I always want to find songs that make me feel like jello . . . dubstep reggae would be perfect!" and concluding that it makes one feel like jello in a cannabis mold. 

Or like laying on the grass in a public park in a square, singing "Call Me Maybe" and keeping certain people from eating vegetation because "I'll be one of the few people in the world that knows what a twig tastes like."

Or being serenaded by ukulele while making pancakes on Sunday mornings.

Or planning an Apples-to-Apples party of relative size.

Or reading children's books about pigeons out loud in stores.

Or collaborating with several people to create the best possible short story about pirates.

I think revisiting my middle school (because of my brother's eighth grade graduation) and all the anti-nostalgia I've acquired from that is helping me feel great joy for the present life I live. I just remember how terrible everything was in middle school, how much I realized that at the time, and that I couldn't get out of there fast enough. I don't feel those things now. I feel a sort of contentedness that contrasts greatly with what I had a few years ago.

This is the first time in a while that good things in life are overpowering bad things.
Love,
-J-

Assortment of prom pics, broskis.

So, Maegan and I crashed prom yesterday for approximately one song. The thing is, there were actually twelve people left, and it was only 9. Everybody scrambled off to parties as soon as their parents left.

I got some interesting pictures:

 

Tatyana seemed to think it was a a good moment for a handstand.

Photographic evidence of crashing prom. #damngirlthatface

 In all honesty, I actually got some nice pictures, they're just not these ones.

Also, spent about half an hour today arguing with somebody today that his women problems stem from not acknowledging the fact that women are people and that only by respecting them will he get worthwhile relationships. The sad part is that he argued against me. #shedstearforhumanity. WHY IS IT SO HARD FOR SOME PEOPLE TO BELIEVE THAT WOMEN ARE PEOPLE. I need to prepare a feminist rant for times like these.

I briefly must attend school tomorrow to pick up my report card. Dragging myself out of bed should be fun.
Love,
-J-

Prom. Lol.

I'm going to prom tonight. But by 'going to prom,' I mean watching the grand march, killing a few hours, and then going to Tatyana's for a 'party' which will have cake and a confirmed attendance of five people. It's the prom party that arose out of Tatyana not wanting to go to actual prom parties. Board games are a distinct possibility. Don't know how I feel about that.
Love,
-J-