Valuable.

I went Value Villaging the other day.

I spent an hour there, knowing that I wouldn't find much (if anything) because I usually don't at that particular store, but I needed a distraction and Value Village is far cheaper than any other material distraction I know of.

So I ended up spending about $5. I could've spent 30, but the bike I saw (Raleigh, great working condition) disappeared because I was dumb enough to leave it unattended for longer than a minute. No matter, I walked away with these:

Happy. They go quite well with my many many pairs of black jeans. And yes, some of the tiles from the necklace are long gone, but it looks intentional. In fact I don't think I'd like it as much if it were perfect.

And the shoes fit like a freakin' glove on my duck feet.

Progression

Yesterday night was a friend's party.
This friend went back to high school for an (optional) fifth year so a lot of the people who were there were people I went to high school with as well. This means a large group of people who I used to see on a regular basis and now never see.

So they saw point A and point B but not what was in between.

I (surprisingly) got a lot of "you've really changed" and "you've really come into your own this year" both of which I find to be true, but I was still surprised that it occurred to anyone else. The change, progression from really not caring to caring just enough to not leave the house looking like I dressed in the dark.

I'd like to cite the influence of the blog I started writing in the summer and then gave up on because my internet was disconnected for 5 months. Okay, it lasted about 6 posts before my internet (and therefore blogging career) died but it still helped somehow. The whole project (which I'm thinking of continuing, in a less extensive way now) was to examine what I found popular in style and trends and apply it to myself and see how it goes. There was a leggings experiment (X) and a shirts-tucking-in-to-pants experiment (okay). The whole idea was to track my progression from being totally ignorant to being relatively conscious of what I wear/how I look.

So in the past 9 months I've managed to pull myself together and learn something. And it isn't something that is obvious to only myself and it seems to have a positive reaction. Sweet. That's really all I wanted.

Three

I found these while parusing old blogs of mine:

"I read something about how scientists found a planet that is very similar to Earth 20 lightyears away.

Does it occur to anyone else that this means we're the alien race that's looking for a planet to take over and make our own?"

and:

"I had a dream last night where I was at a house party and my friend was making out with Henry VIII. I then remember falling asleep on a golden chair and this guy was inside the chair and we were talking and I remember that he told me he definitely wasn't the glowing thing inside the chiar.

I have got to remember not to eat dairy before bed."

I remember that second one. It was a fucked up dream.
I'm pretty sure the guy turned out to be the glowing thing inside the chair.

Two

I don't understand orkut
and I haven't used my gmail account since last September.
This means my relatives think that because I got to be born in Canada, I'm snobby and don't want to talk to them.
When really I just forgot about gmail altogether and I don't talk to them because I'm afraid I'll say something stupid which I usually do and plus, I don't know what to tell them. It's like having to sustain a conversation with 25 different versions of my mom.

On the other hand, I turned my bedroom into a club and made myself decidedly funky looking.

Yeah. That's right.

I avoid my family in favour of dancing around by myself and writing to nothing.

I'm the epitome of the ideal.

One

I tried this last summer.
I tried this in 2003, 2005, and 2006.

Usually it lasts for a good few months, I have a nice run and then I start to forget about it. So we'll see how this goes.

This url used to be my experimental fashion blog thing but (as I said) I forgot about it. Also, I lost my internet connection for a good few months and it's hard to update a blog when you can't connect to the internet.
So I guess this is my experiment, continued to a certain extent.