10.25.2010

62.




Sorry, for being depressed in my last post. I find that sometimes my feelings and "irrationality" get the best of me.


This is the most wonderful time of the year, when the leaves are changing and everything is dying in the most poetic manner, because in the same sense everything is beginning. And this season, l'automne, features a holiday in the back of everyone's minds. The New Years of October, there's a certain magic in the air the night of Halloween. Perhaps, because everyone is in disguise, people act on their impulses more easily. Maybe, because on a frightful night full of mystery, everything comes alive and is amplified. This sunday, I plan to in full swing address and surround myself with the magic of autumn. I believe in natural magic and myth and beauty, and Halloween represents all three.

And, you're hands are cold. I need that. The song has been playing on repeat, and i feel as though it is the perfect soundtrack to my life... especially on a fog ridden day like this one.

These pictures are what this is about...







obsessed: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tv-Z8YCo5W4

watch. the movie. listen. the song. read. the book. love. the story.

"She turns it all out but the fact remains that all we do is talk about the future, like there’s some way to control it,
why not just enjoy the ride?" Valerie.

10.23.2010

61.

is it a crime to have a bad week?

is it a crime to seek attention if it boosts your self esteem?

is it a crime to play along?

is it a crime to be envious of everything?

is it a crime to get shafted over and over again?

is it a crime to want some security?

is it a crime to mope about at 1:30 am?

is it a crime to feel nauseated-at love?

is it a crime to hurt?



tell me, is it a crime to hurt?

10.11.2010

60.


Why are Chinese Food joints stingy with their cookies all of a sudden?

People need their fortunes, especially a gullible believer in fate like myself. Serendipity is so magical, and every little girl believes in magic. I'm by no means little anymore-i've given up on the tooth fairy, santa, the easter bunny, and a perfect relationship with family, but there's so many more magical things than that.
So when the chinese food place decides to be stingy, and i get shafted out of magic.

Even if they were shitty.

But then i realized, magic isn't what you get out of a cookie, i mean except if it's magically delicious. it's what you get out of a friendship in the dead of the night. It's learning new things, getting a new perspective. Magic is just another word for love and the ecstasy it gives you.

Maybe i just had a really good weekend, and "Do you believe in magic" by The Lovin Spoonful is on repeat

Or perhaps i really am a corny fool.

Either way, ecstasy is the name of the game,
Valerie.

10.07.2010

59.


I know my throat is scratchy, and i know 3oh3! and ke$ha aren't my deepest musical interest. But mixed together in my room at high volume, a nice splash of corny dance moves and heavy sexual overtones, is seriously sweet... and sweaty.

Not like i haven't done this before.... alone in my house.

I'm a bonafied party girl, but i'm just as nonchalant when singing shallow lyrics in my work uniform.


It's called fun, bitches.

Hoping my nose cast doesn't fall off, valerie...

10.06.2010

57.


I've literally slept for the last day, with momentary wake-ups in between for food. And it felt glorious.
I love to sleep. Sleep is infinitely better than reality, especially when that reality is a stuffy broken nose and a scratchy throat.

Why dream land owns:
i didn't have to get an I.V. in dreamland
nor was i groggy from amnesia, which i have to say, isn't as fun as everyone said it was going to be.
I get to be with whomever i please, for however long

and in reality, i have to drive about 45 minutes away this morning to get fitted for a new nose cast... You and I both see which option is better, correct?

And, good news! again, like when it was broken in the first place, my face doesn't show it: no bruising, under the eye or anywhere, and no swelling. YAY.

Getting a cast soon, Valerie.

10.04.2010

56.

More or less, lately this has been my life:






and for the most part, or actually for the all part, I'm more than content; I'm jubilant.
Things have been going well, or at least under the surface it seems so. And finally, under the surface it's confirmed well too.

but don't be fooled, the gleaming sunlight is only a facade, it's been raining like nobody's business for days... so much so that i wore a garbage bag while walking to my friends car today to avoid the torrential downpour. I was eating ice cream though, so I was happy. I mean, not many things can get me down, not even the fact that right now.... i can't eat or drink anything because I'm being put under amnesia tomorrow.... to fix my broken nose. Can't you just feel my excitement?
At least I'll get to snuggle in comfy clothes for the better part of the rest of the week... eh? sounds good to me.

October is such a great month to be loopy: for "procedures" and Halloween, which is approaching fast: YAY :D

waiting for the warm fuzzies before the sleep,
Valerie.