Eh-Heh.

Here.

Of Bowler Hats and Such

I have a fixation with vintage and antique-style hats,

along with old fashion

and a lot of other old-fashioned paraphernalia.

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My Late Thoughts

Pardon the pun. And I don't wish to offend anyone. But I guess my afterword regarding high school is missing....

Many are celebrating what they deem to be the end. They're free from the rigours of school and homework and crazy teachers... Their schedules have much leeway, and they can finally get paid for all their dirty work. No more perplexing math equations if you don't want them, nor discussions of how this body part works or what that thing does....

Yet to the years gone by... Despite rejoicing in light of the end of school, there are tons more who are also embittered by the fact that they won't see most of their classmates again. Nor the cool teachers. Nor familiarity....

The funny thing is, I'm rather the opposite of the lot....

The irony in the celebration is that graduation is far from the end. And thus, I do not raise my glass or cheer.

As for the other half of the picture... In all honesty, I'm quite happy that I won't have to deal with being a high school student anymore. The drama, the cliquey-ness... Sure, there were good times such as experiencing the world of my wacky biology teacher, playing round after round of Dutch blitz, and discovering the darkroom (which I used to think of as a tiny, pitch-black space for taking flash photography and experimenting with lighting. Shame on me), but I've had better days: ah, middle school, the balance between innocence and corruption... And though I've had people to talk to, in those four years, I feel that I've never become that close with anyone (maybe even drifted apart with some), and I often felt like a bit of an outsider... I've always wanted a few "(visual) artsy" friends.

Perhaps that will happen come September. Maybe the drama will still be there, but the thrill will fade...maybe even just a little. And if you look at the famed, I think there's quite a number of individuals who used to be of the quiet/misfit/loner type in school... Not that I expect to become famous myself, but I guess I should stop worrying about how obscure or bland I seemed in high school. I'll seem more of a Smarties cookie in university than one that's plain.

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Lavender Ribbon

on deviantART

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Retiring But Not Retiring

I remember my writing teacher saying that the retired are a busy bunch. Not with work, but with all the things they've been meaning to do, but never had much time for. Most of my summers I would spend dozing and lazing around, but this summer, I guess I'll be like a retired woman (irony: I'm only starting [or rather, planning to start] in the workforce) in a sense: I have so much that I want to do. I guess here, I'll post some of my plans for those two months... Not that anybody really cares. Why do I always type as if people actually read my blog?

-Go to the Vancouver Art Gallery to see that surrealist exhibition.

-Try ramen (no, not the instant kind, the REAL kind), wheatgrass juice/smoothie, ginger beer (it HAS to be better than root beer....), and chocolate chili chai tea (from DAVIDsTEA. I love their selection).

-Go to Metrotown, the Crystal Mall, a record store, and an Apple Store. :D

-Get some job experience.

-Cook and bake more (pasta sauce, fasolada, samosas....)
-Eat at TacoTime. (Lol, not that special? Well, there's a TacoTime where I live, and we have less of Taco Bells in BC, yet I've never tried TacoTime...ever.)

-Practice oil painting.

-Work on all those painting/drawing/etc. ideas I had been too lazy to touch.

-Process all those RAW photos in my hard drive (and despite the flexibility of RAW files, I think I should switch to shooting in JPEG).

-Get an external hard drive.

-I'd love to get a fifteen-inch MacBook Pro, but I doubt that'll happen. (Yes, I'm an Apple whore.)

-NOT BE A HERMIT.

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Where's Stephen Harper?

So why is there an Obama poster (there's also one of John F. Kennedy elsewhere) up at a Canadian school when there are no posters of Stephen Harper?

Maybe Canada needs a prime minister from a minority group, too... And then people would be up in roars of delight....

Oh wait, it's Canada. Nobody really cares about Canada.

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Love, Trust, And....

Those are among the most important aspects in a relationship for many people. Other examples include common interests (sometimes even hates), communication, and flexibility. However, I think these people are missing something else in their criteria....

Even though I haven't had much of a love life (yet?), I've watched relationships work, and not work; I've watched my own crumble into but ashes... And from all of this, I've come to the conclusion that another important part of a relationship (at least in the modern world) is autonomy. Most, if not all of the students I know who are in steady relationships, have jobs as well as cars of their own (or they're allowed to use their parents' car, or they have the money to use public transportation services on a regular basis). The jobs give them something to do, something to keep boredom and idleness and excess liberty away, something to keep both parties from getting sick of each other too quickly....

On the other hand, I am not to touch my mother's car unless she's in it too (then what was the point in getting my licence? I'm probably not even going have a chance of driving alone until after university), and I have never had a paid job, and thus, I rightly still consider myself a dependent (despite having been outside of the 0-14 age range for three years). Obviously, that makes it difficult to get out (or maybe I'm just a self-pitying hermit thinking of lame excuses), not to mention where I live, there is little in the way of entertainment or public transportation (particularly routes that go outside the city--you REALLY need a car to get anywhere). I'm also very private about my relationships (not just relationships, I keep quiet about most things) around my family... Sure, questions are inevitable, but I'm never comfortable with being asked about what's beyond the surface (shut up, don't think too much)....

I'll be in university in less than a year, in an urban environment with numerous SkyTrain stations, and away from my family, but still without a job (and only working in the summer)... Should I find a partner, I wonder how he (or she? Though I get the impression that my family's homophobic) and I would fare? Without a year-round source of income, probably not too well. And it's not like I can ask my parents for money all the time, or always expect the guy to pay....

At least that's the impression I get....

Or maybe I'm just an uptight, over-analyzing prick.

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