naive spelled backwards

"There's no point to any of this. It's all just a... a random lottery of meaningless tragedy and a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details. You know... a Quarter-Pounder with cheese, those are good, the sky about ten minutes before it starts to rain, the moment where your laughter becomes a cackle... and I, I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt. " --Reality Bites

Today is graduation day.

I don't feel any different, or as if I've accomplished anything and that is why I didn't want to walk, or draw attention to myself. As usual. I don't even know anyone I'm walking with. I'll be bringing a book with me. Etgar Keret's The Nimrod Flip Out. Maybe when I get my M.F.A. and have a publish-worthy book of my own, I can say differently, but right now, I'm still a writer whose last class in her schooling career was an earthquake class. Le suck.

I'm not expecting anyone to get me any graduation presents or greetings-- aside from the obligatory monetary donations from relatives whose names I don't really know, or know how to pronounce-- and it's okay because I'm used to it. I mean, it's not like I'm Quinn Morgendorffer or anything. Definitely more of a Daria. I don't really have many friends to get/make me anything anyway. If anything, I expect this whole graduation thing to pass by as hardly a mere blip on the radar. Like my life. :) I really don't mind. I guess.

Some commencement music, if you will.

Wild World - Cat Stevens

Advice to the Graduate - Silver Jews


And so, a present to me. From me. In the form of LOLcats. And Ghost World.





Also I'm making myself a gift of a headband/crown of flowers (like this one on Anna Karina). Crafty handmade gifts are always best. I'm really excited about it. I'm trying to work out how not to make it too big and garish and overpowering, but delicate and pretty while still having it stand out. I think a lot of pulling off the look has to do with wearing kind of understated things with it, too.



edit:: So I actually got some congrats from my dollface of a coworker via Facebook (disguised in a demand for more baked goods)::
Aaliyah Eitapence: Congratulations on graduating! You are a shining star in the sky! And make me cookies!♥

Isn't she a cute little baby? This is all American Apparel wear, by the by. ;)

I was really going to be somebody by the time I was 23.
Honey, all you have to be by the time you're 23 is yourself. --Reality Bites

the buying of things

(entry the third)
I'm on the road to decreasing my spending significantly, so of course I had to go on one last big binge. Can't quit cold turkey right? Easing into it, I first bought this beautiful beautiful dress I'd been eyeing online at Anthropologie.com. And in the catalog... and the store... which is just a few stores down from where I work at American Apparel. I have issues, yes I know. Anyway, I finally allowed myself to try it on, which was a big mistake because my love just grew into obsession. And so I purchased it. Good thing is, my darling mama said she would make it my grad present so I got reimbursed for that purchase. Any suggestions on shoes to go with?



So here I am in the dressing room at Anthropologie going back and forth about whether or not I should even buy it. In the end I caved, and I'm glad. This is what I'll be wearing on graduation day, and aren't I just so sad about having to cover it up in a big black tent of a gown?



The other thing I purchased was a tiny miracle because it should have been a 99$ splurge but it came out tons cheaper, especially since I got a 20$ gift card at guitar center for being such a loyal shopper. Now I own my acoustic electric guitar Kevbo, a tambourine, a harmonica, and a new uke (the first two instruments listed of which I can actually play. I have yet to attempt the hacking and spitting and gagging of harmonica playing)! My little lovely ukulele that I can play "Postcards From Italy" on. I've been wanting one for ages-- and I do have a dinky toy one that does actually function and plays semi-well, but it doesn't hold a candle to this beaut!



So in reality, it wasn't much of a spending binge as I thought, right? I need to start saving money though, for a new, better-functioning car, AND and grad school. Next fall I'll be working on my first collection of stories and learning to be an amazing creative writing professor a la Moffett, at (hopefully) Portland or SF or somewhere equally wondrous. Wish me luck!