I fell into the tumblr trap. I'm writing under a new pseudonym now, Lady Velora. I'll leave this blog up as an archive of my teenage musings.
-Valentina
Saturday, December 15, 2012
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Where I've Been and What I've Been Thinking
This is a blog post detailing what I've been up to and my thoughts on some topics. I am going to continue to blog but I'm just not sure how yet. This blog post is an attempt to sort through my thoughts and to come to some conclusion of some sort. This post isn't going to be the most coherent or well organized and for that I apologize but I'm going to use my little corner of the internet to try and figure some things out.
I've been in Toronto since September trying to come to terms with being away from home and being surrounded by a plethora of confusing people. I'm a huge social hermit, which means that I'm a person who loves to talk (topics of the conversation can range from the latest episode of whichever trashy reality tv show I've become addicted to or the role of cultural appropriation plays in racism) but I also enjoy more than a healthy amount of time by myself. I like people but I only really talk to or hang around people I like (which is an obvious statement but since moving here I've seen an alarming amount of people who deliberately hang around people they don't like) and even then I really enjoy my time alone so I can sit around and contemplate the meaning of the universe.
First semester was a shit show of me trying to whip myself into academic shape (the success of this is debatable but I'm getting better at the very least) and dealing with being home sick and actually sick. I had a lovely bout of bronchitis that was nothing short of depressing. I'm growing and learning but that's besides the point. Actually first semester wasn't a complete shit fest but it was a harder than I thought it was going to be. I had been day dreaming about University for a long time and I had a fictitious and idealized version of what it would mean for me to move to this awesome city to enroll in my dream program. I've met some really cool people and I need to stop playing the role of observer and start participating in this thing called life.
I took a looong break from blogging because I didn't get the point anymore. I wasn't that into it to begin with and I always felt stupid posting pictures of myself and my outfits.
While I did stop writing, I didn't stop reading. Pretty much all day I've been lounging in my bed reading a lot of stupid things and getting pissed off about them. That actually reminds me of one of my classes, Intro to Reporting. For one class we had to write two short reports, on of which was about a conference at Ryerson that talked about sexism in the workplace.
During the panel we had to sit on to report on, I was interested in not only what was coming out of the panelists mouth but also what was going through my classmates heads. When we got back to class to start writing, our professor, the awesome and always amazing Dan (in the journalism program all of the professors go by their first names. It was EXTREMELY weird for me at first, I've always had to address adults a certain way and their first name was never one of them.) had us start a conversation. So at first we just went over the basics of who was there and what the point of the whole thing was. When we got to the "so what?" part is where I was really disappointed. Basically to summarize the majority conversation was that why were these old broads complaining, sexism is something guys never get away with these days, that one woman was bitter and probably hates men...
It was depressing as hell.
Hearing all these from people who are in the journalism program made me want to drop out and pursue a degree in accounting.
That's a complete cop-out though. And that's what I usually do, I cop out. Which isn't to say that I'm going to go out of my way to try and interact with idiotic people on the subjects of race, religion, and gender but I shouldn't completely disengage either.
Going through some of the rage inducing blog posts (such posts include, "why rape is the victim's fault" and "why it doesn't matter if I dress up like Pocahontas") I realized that I, for now, need to at least speak up. Also, there are a lot of smart people out there that I could learn a lot from. When I choose to not saying anything it's just as bad as agreeing with the guy who says all girls just need to not get raped. It's like when people shouldn't complain about politicians when they don't vote, when you don't vote you basically voted for whoever won right?
I used to envision this blog as possibly being a fashion blog even though I wouldn't admit it, and I think that's what my problem was. I had it in my mind that for me to blog I had to have a niche to fit into. This blog is going to become open hunting season for my thoughts. Sometimes those thoughts will be about my new pair of shoes and other times it'll be about gay people being homophobic.
I'm probably going to move this party over to wordpress and start blogging there. I don't think I'll ever be someone who blogs every day, I'm going to aim for 2 times a week instead. When I get really excited I might even post 3 times a week.
In the whole University thing, adjusting and growing to new and different things I forgot about why I came here in the first place. I came here to figure myself out, to get a degree, and to have fun while I'm busy growing up.
I feel at home here now (if you haven't but are planning on moving away for school do not refer to your new digs as home to your parents. "That's not your home, it's where you sleep! Your home is here with your family!") and I'm having fun while also indulging my reclusive tendencies. I think it's about time I start speaking up to.
I've been in Toronto since September trying to come to terms with being away from home and being surrounded by a plethora of confusing people. I'm a huge social hermit, which means that I'm a person who loves to talk (topics of the conversation can range from the latest episode of whichever trashy reality tv show I've become addicted to or the role of cultural appropriation plays in racism) but I also enjoy more than a healthy amount of time by myself. I like people but I only really talk to or hang around people I like (which is an obvious statement but since moving here I've seen an alarming amount of people who deliberately hang around people they don't like) and even then I really enjoy my time alone so I can sit around and contemplate the meaning of the universe.
First semester was a shit show of me trying to whip myself into academic shape (the success of this is debatable but I'm getting better at the very least) and dealing with being home sick and actually sick. I had a lovely bout of bronchitis that was nothing short of depressing. I'm growing and learning but that's besides the point. Actually first semester wasn't a complete shit fest but it was a harder than I thought it was going to be. I had been day dreaming about University for a long time and I had a fictitious and idealized version of what it would mean for me to move to this awesome city to enroll in my dream program. I've met some really cool people and I need to stop playing the role of observer and start participating in this thing called life.
I took a looong break from blogging because I didn't get the point anymore. I wasn't that into it to begin with and I always felt stupid posting pictures of myself and my outfits.
While I did stop writing, I didn't stop reading. Pretty much all day I've been lounging in my bed reading a lot of stupid things and getting pissed off about them. That actually reminds me of one of my classes, Intro to Reporting. For one class we had to write two short reports, on of which was about a conference at Ryerson that talked about sexism in the workplace.
During the panel we had to sit on to report on, I was interested in not only what was coming out of the panelists mouth but also what was going through my classmates heads. When we got back to class to start writing, our professor, the awesome and always amazing Dan (in the journalism program all of the professors go by their first names. It was EXTREMELY weird for me at first, I've always had to address adults a certain way and their first name was never one of them.) had us start a conversation. So at first we just went over the basics of who was there and what the point of the whole thing was. When we got to the "so what?" part is where I was really disappointed. Basically to summarize the majority conversation was that why were these old broads complaining, sexism is something guys never get away with these days, that one woman was bitter and probably hates men...
It was depressing as hell.
Hearing all these from people who are in the journalism program made me want to drop out and pursue a degree in accounting.
That's a complete cop-out though. And that's what I usually do, I cop out. Which isn't to say that I'm going to go out of my way to try and interact with idiotic people on the subjects of race, religion, and gender but I shouldn't completely disengage either.
Going through some of the rage inducing blog posts (such posts include, "why rape is the victim's fault" and "why it doesn't matter if I dress up like Pocahontas") I realized that I, for now, need to at least speak up. Also, there are a lot of smart people out there that I could learn a lot from. When I choose to not saying anything it's just as bad as agreeing with the guy who says all girls just need to not get raped. It's like when people shouldn't complain about politicians when they don't vote, when you don't vote you basically voted for whoever won right?
I used to envision this blog as possibly being a fashion blog even though I wouldn't admit it, and I think that's what my problem was. I had it in my mind that for me to blog I had to have a niche to fit into. This blog is going to become open hunting season for my thoughts. Sometimes those thoughts will be about my new pair of shoes and other times it'll be about gay people being homophobic.
I'm probably going to move this party over to wordpress and start blogging there. I don't think I'll ever be someone who blogs every day, I'm going to aim for 2 times a week instead. When I get really excited I might even post 3 times a week.
In the whole University thing, adjusting and growing to new and different things I forgot about why I came here in the first place. I came here to figure myself out, to get a degree, and to have fun while I'm busy growing up.
I feel at home here now (if you haven't but are planning on moving away for school do not refer to your new digs as home to your parents. "That's not your home, it's where you sleep! Your home is here with your family!") and I'm having fun while also indulging my reclusive tendencies. I think it's about time I start speaking up to.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Building
An outtake from a photography class photo shoot.
5 weeks and 4 exams until I'm finished High School.
4 months 'till I'm living in Toronto.
I'm basically counting down the days that yield me.
I'm going to Ryerson next year for Journalism!
As usual I'm excited for the future and bored with the present.
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
What's a Wornette?
So where oh where have I disappeared to this time?
I've had the most productive summer in my life. July was the dreaded month of summer school which wasn't that bad since the teacher I had wanted to be there as much as the students did (read: not at all). And I had class with an awesome acquaintance and about 3 of my friends were also taking classes. I fell in love with my new cell phone during summer school too. A boy in my friend's English class has a blackberry bold and ever since I tentatively typed on that phone I knew our destinies were entwined. Evidently I'm a bit of a tech geek and I crunched and counted numbers until I was lucky enough to come by the bold at a discounted price that my mom was willing to pay for. I have to pay for the monthly bill myself, and it's more than a fair amount of money but it's all worth it to me.
After summer school ended I got some downtime, but not much. This is simply a statement of a fact though and not at all a complaint. How could one possible complain when the reason why I didn't have much time was because I was running off to Toronto for a Worn internship?
I discovered Worn through a web chain that most likely originated at the hands of internet god, Google. After some rather enthusiastic communication I submitted my application. Fast forward a week or two and you would have seen my mom and I trotting around T.O. for my interview. I did something right and I was chosen.
My internship was fun, exciting, and was truly the type of inspiration and information I needed to know that I'm headed in the right direction of studying Journalism in University. I'm going to be a freelancer of sorts with Worn now and I'll be popping over T.O. whenever I can to help with the maintenance of the World of Worn. If I go to Ryerson or U of T Scarborough I'll be donning my Lady Wornette title once again for a 2nd internship.
Today is the first day of my last year in High School. I've been doing a count down to school for the last two weeks and driving my fellow 12th graders and friends up the bloody wall. No one wants to hear about school and the impending boogey monster that is University applications but I'm ready to rock that shit! I have French, Entrepreneurship, West & the World History, and Writer's Craft this semester. I'm going to be in a variety of school clubs and basically keeping extremely busy. Another good thing about how full of motion my summer was is that I've gotten somewhat used to being busy. I'm still prone to bouts of procrastination executed via tv & internet. But I can't do it to the same extent that I used to. Also my younger sister starts High School this year. She's phenomenal and I love her very much so I'm looking forward to having one* of my partners in crime at school with me.
I've had the most productive summer in my life. July was the dreaded month of summer school which wasn't that bad since the teacher I had wanted to be there as much as the students did (read: not at all). And I had class with an awesome acquaintance and about 3 of my friends were also taking classes. I fell in love with my new cell phone during summer school too. A boy in my friend's English class has a blackberry bold and ever since I tentatively typed on that phone I knew our destinies were entwined. Evidently I'm a bit of a tech geek and I crunched and counted numbers until I was lucky enough to come by the bold at a discounted price that my mom was willing to pay for. I have to pay for the monthly bill myself, and it's more than a fair amount of money but it's all worth it to me.
After summer school ended I got some downtime, but not much. This is simply a statement of a fact though and not at all a complaint. How could one possible complain when the reason why I didn't have much time was because I was running off to Toronto for a Worn internship?
I discovered Worn through a web chain that most likely originated at the hands of internet god, Google. After some rather enthusiastic communication I submitted my application. Fast forward a week or two and you would have seen my mom and I trotting around T.O. for my interview. I did something right and I was chosen.
My internship was fun, exciting, and was truly the type of inspiration and information I needed to know that I'm headed in the right direction of studying Journalism in University. I'm going to be a freelancer of sorts with Worn now and I'll be popping over T.O. whenever I can to help with the maintenance of the World of Worn. If I go to Ryerson or U of T Scarborough I'll be donning my Lady Wornette title once again for a 2nd internship.
Today is the first day of my last year in High School. I've been doing a count down to school for the last two weeks and driving my fellow 12th graders and friends up the bloody wall. No one wants to hear about school and the impending boogey monster that is University applications but I'm ready to rock that shit! I have French, Entrepreneurship, West & the World History, and Writer's Craft this semester. I'm going to be in a variety of school clubs and basically keeping extremely busy. Another good thing about how full of motion my summer was is that I've gotten somewhat used to being busy. I'm still prone to bouts of procrastination executed via tv & internet. But I can't do it to the same extent that I used to. Also my younger sister starts High School this year. She's phenomenal and I love her very much so I'm looking forward to having one* of my partners in crime at school with me.
Shirt - clothing swap that I went to while I was in T.O.
Pants - H&M
Shoes - My good old & dying Mary Janes from SpringNecklace - Courage My Love, a shop in Kensington Market
Green clusterfuck ring - A gift from my friend Rachael
Pants - H&M
Shoes - My good old & dying Mary Janes from SpringNecklace - Courage My Love, a shop in Kensington Market
Green clusterfuck ring - A gift from my friend Rachael
Janice (Rocky Horror anyone?) Ring - A ring that used to belong to my mom that I claimed
*My other partner in crime is the one and only Olivia who starts grade 5 today.
I hope everyone had a lazier labour day than I did. To balance out all my responsibilities realistically and keep this blog going I'm going to post 2-3 times a week.
Go here to read my summary post of my Worn internship.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Oh Edward
Ventino's 365
Pew! Pew!
This is breaking the rule of the 365 project but oh well I feel like it. I'm going to start the project over again. This is the new number one, Brandon who is my summer school science partner in crime. This kid is making summer school more than bearable and I really appreciate it. My class is pretty decent but he's letting me watch movies in class (Transformers) on his iPod and he's an endless source of amusement (he's pretending that my headphones are laser sunglasses of some sort <3).
I'm not going to post all of my 365 pictures on here, I'll only post my favourites. You can find all future pictures over at Ventino's 365.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Filling in the blanks
Argh my dad updated my computer and now my hard drive that has all my music, pictures, and movies on it is inaccessible. That hard drive is now the "slave" and I have no idea where to go to find everything even though I know it's there somewhere. So for now I can't get to any of my previous 365 pictures to post up here. I kind of feel like restarting the project and it would be kind of neat to do it today since it's Olivia's 10th birthday today. Hmmmm. I'll probably start a tumblr blog for the 365 project and I'll post my favourties over here.
On Canada day I finally filled my 2GB memory card in my camera so I had to dump all my pictures and videos on my computer. Since I can't get to my 365 pictures I'll post my favourite pictures that were on my camera to fill in the blanks.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Uhhhh yeahhhh about that....
Oh god I haven't posted in so long, blame school not me! Okay that's a lie, half of it is that school is ending soon (3 weeks) and culminatings are starting to way me down. The other half is that I'm lazy bugger sometimes with heavy procrastinative tendancies. Have some future regular posting and pretty pictures as a gift to me to you.
“ These are the parts of him I find impossible to cut myself loose from. They are beautiful qualities. But beauty is heavy, and though I’m young I am getting tired from carrying around the bits and shreds of my father’s beauty. ”
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“ ‘In fact,’ he told me whispering, learning forward and tucking his can of beer on the floor beside his armchair, ‘I traded my ribcage for a chunk of ice instead.’
This explained a lot. From my father I got many recessive genes. Fair eyes, fair skin, and the mermaid part. The surrender places. I did not get a torso of ice though sometimes it feels that way, as if something solid that once was there melted now and still aches with the vacancy of him when it rains.”
Samantha Hunt, The Seas
Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Missed connections and adorable nuns
ahhhhhhhhhhhh omg omg omg :x
this is very unsettling
our tv is broken (only temporarily thank god) and I have no idea who's airing them or when the final Pushing Daisies eps are being shown
I need to see this episode asap
I'm still sore about this show being canceled
on the other hand the Arrested Development movie is apparently going to actually happen
(fucking a)
Centre of it All
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What at the centre of your universe? What comes after that? What about after that?
The composition of the Universe of one Lady V
Centre
happiness, friends, reading, writing, being, singing, and observing
The composition of the Universe of one Lady V
Centre
happiness, friends, reading, writing, being, singing, and observing
And after that
laughing, sleeping, communicating, purple
And after that
breaking rules, post-it note plots
And after that
dreaming up stories of strangers, finding out what being me means, day dreams of University
And after that
approval of others that I respect, getting that giant mens watch i want and purple hair (ugh I want that so bad)
And after that
laughing, sleeping, communicating, purple
And after that
breaking rules, post-it note plots
And after that
dreaming up stories of strangers, finding out what being me means, day dreams of University
And after that
approval of others that I respect, getting that giant mens watch i want and purple hair (ugh I want that so bad)
And after that
languages especially japanese and french, traveling, random happenstances
Sweet Dreams
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night night, sugarplum
a goodnight greeting from Rae
a goodnight greeting from Rae
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