is it wrong to have nice things?

so i kinda have a little obsession and i've been obsessing over this obsession all day.

i obsess over all things camera related.

this obsession has made me spend a large part of my tax return.

did i mention that i don't have my tax return yet?

what?

back off.

i don't need your judgement.

and the oscar goes to...

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Originally uploaded by MsMonis

i'm not the only one who practices my oscar speech in front of the mirror on a regular basis, right?

what?

really?

oh...

shitty day, but then i saw this...

it's been a pretty "meh" day. got a headache. hate my job. wondering if i can can squeeze in new white sneakers (nike's? k-swiss?) in next month's budget. then i checked my homegirl's blog and saw this.

taking everyone out with a machete will just have to wait until my millionth viewing.

stupid fresh!

this baby is way better than you.

a valentine, from me to you

no seré
julieta venegas

no seré, una mujer perfecta
de las que volteas al ver pasar
no seré, alta y maravillosa
pero sé lo que puedo hacer...

no sabré andar como una princesa
ni vivir como en alta sociedad
y no sé engañar a tu corazón
pero sé que te puedo hacer...
...feliz

y aunque muchas veces no se lo que quiero
y aunque digas sé que veo todo negro
no quiero irme de aqui
para estar cerca de tí
porque sé que te puedo hacer... feliz

ha-pee valentimes!

another year brings me no flowers, no box of chocolates, no reservations at a romantic restaurant. just another night with my *G* BF, keeks. we'll go see step up 2 the streets (what a stupid title) and then a rose-mantic dinner at...denny's? mel's? chevy's? definitely somewhere with a possessive apostrophe in the name. over dinner we'll discuss what things will be like when we finally make it, hollywood style, how *dice* we are, why everyone else sucks. during the movie, we'll make witty, sarcastic comments, comment on dance moves, and wish that the 14 year old "urban" kids next to us would shut up. the world is our single person's oyster.

but, i couldn't help but wonder, what would valentine's be like to spend with a heterosexual male? it's sadly never been an option in my life. yes, dear reader(s), MsMonis is unlucky in love. but what single, neurotic girl in the city isn't...are you with me?

does it really matter that i don't have a valentine? i mean they don't even know if st. valentine was one actual person or many? so, who gives a crap he/they has a day. they can be facist anarchists and it still wouldn't change the fact that i don't have a date. my singularity (if you will) has long ago comforted me to the fact that it's just another day, no matter what hallmark tries to tell me. i've come to realize that it's the other holidays/special days, where it matters. and it's not about having a BF. it's about being around the people you really truly <3, and who really truly <3 you. sure, it'd be awesome to have someone to make-out with tomorrow. but it could never beat the love i feel when i sit down with my family to have thanksgiving dinner. or the joy i feel sitting in a theater, watching a shitty b-movie with my main *G*.

who knows. maybe someday, the person i make-out with can squeeze into the seat next to mine.