Wonka Day? Scratch That. Wonka Weekend!

Still going because I took a "short" nap and ended up waking up after midnight. In my defense, it was also ME day. Besides, it's freakin' Wonka! And I haven't fangirled it enough.

Huh? Wonka & Harry Potter + Hugh Grant

Alright, you know how it is. Can't help but think back to other works and posts I've made on them. Now that I'm getting into Wonka, which was by the producer of Harry Potter and starred Hugh Grant, here's what I can look back on.

December 25th, 2015. Excerpt from a Love Actually post. (All there is to it, actually.) *Thinking* Hm. Do I have a new favorite Christmas movie to override this one? MAYBE.

September 7th, 2016. & December 5th, 2016. Excerpts from Harry Potter / Pottermore personality sorting posts. Can you blame me, though? I've checked out a ton of personality sorting systems. INCLUDING ASTROLOGY. Which makes no sense and makes me look insane. It's this stuff that drew me into Harry Potter. I was suffering from the annoyance of the thing being so popular that I couldn't be interested in it anymore. But a sorting hat? The worldbuilding around it? Now, that I can't ignore! (And I did end up watching the movies, but I couldn't get past the first few pages of the book. Too anti-muggles for my taste. Though nowadays I'm like f 'em muggles. Jeez. But no, no, for real. It's fine if you're happy wearing boring bow ties or whatever. That's harmless. (Btw, this was during the era of the self-righteous pricks being louder than the voices of reason, hence my being pissy at Gryffingdors. But love them legit virtuous Gryffies and wish there were more of them.)

December 15th, 2016. Excerpt from a Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them post. And then I got to see this movie. Which was extra cozy for me because of my love for Hufflepuff while living in a Hufflepuff home.

November 25th, 2018. Excerpts from a personal Harry Potter post. Later on, I got a Slytherin card from a friend and a mischief t-shirt from a store. The article is mostly an aimless ramble, but this part still sticks out for me. Then again, I could never quite see myself as simply Slytherin. I got the ambition and the strategizing and the close-knit family deal, but the rest is... eh. I ultimately prefer to see myself as a Thunderbird. Now, THAT fits wholly.

Such is... This...

The concept of Maladaptive Daydreaming has always bothered me. Sure, there's some validity in it if it is so excessive that it excludes meaningful things in life and avoids taking any action toward bettering life. But, dear sir, I will not be adapting to this unwhimsical BS you have going on here. I'll be daydreaming about solutions or just coping within a less insufferable place. Keep up with lofty ideals or keep out.

Wonka's Itinerary

6AM (& beyond) - The world can wait.
♪ Take a look, and you'll see into your imagination... ♪
(Just indulging in all of it.)

It's Wonka's Day!

Unforgivable that I waited this long for it. But at the same time, maybe today is the day it will have maximum effect on me? I don't know. But it's like going into the (dreamy) ER and, I'm betting, actually making it out alive.

Wonka? Okay, Give It To Me Now

I'm waiting for dawn, hopefully can sleep more until then, and will get ready to indulge in the film the entire day. Gonna treat myself to plenty of sweets, too. Posting about it will come mostly randomly and spontaneously. I'm late to the party, but here I am...

I need a ME Day

The past few months, and particularly the past 30 days, had me neglecting and even sacrificing my peace and joy. Partly, I did it to myself. Partly, I did not. But whatever the case, I ought to regulate my nervous system now. Catch me in a Ferris Wheel. F**k those deranged rides.

(If you need/want me for anything, figure out a way to do it without bringing me ANY stress whatsoever. See you then. ✌)

Near Zero Freedom or TOO DAMN MUCH FREEDOM

Some days, I can't tell whether people are demons or just miscalculated and/or had unbelievable tough luck. And I'm not about to launch and run thorough investigations and analyses to figure out which is which. So take what fits.

If you tried or even did your best:
Thank you. Sucks that you didn't make it. I wish it had gone differently. And I hope you can keep going regardless of the losses. Never abandoning your good nature.

Demons:

Can't be bothered to come up with anything for you. I'm so sick and tired and bored of y'all, omfg.

Maroon 5's Maps

I almost casually brought this up a while ago, eager to take a trip back in time, but I’m glad I didn’t. Because now I can do it more justice and forever keep around what is, among numerous loved ones, my #1 favorite song by Maroon 5.

Have you ever been accidentally stuck in a situation you are so pitifully unprepared for that you keep crying out, silently or out loud, “Why does this have to happen to me?! Why?!” And it is so incredibly harmful to your very fragile and vulnerable being that, although you can appreciate the good intentions, you resent anyone telling you that it will make you stronger and wiser? Well, something like that. That is where this song takes me to. Yet, I don’t hate it. On the contrary.

It’s been over a decade. And to answer the question: It gravely confused and weakened me. For years, I had to climb out of that hole, bit by bit, putting myself back together. So, no, I don’t recommend it. Yet, at the same time, I can’t deny that such misfortune did ultimately lead me to come back from it stronger and wiser. And just knowing not to ever go there again. Anymore.

If I ever claim to have your back, after you’ve had mine, and I haven’t explicitly cancelled that contract or excused myself for a valid reason, you can probably assume that I’m dead or so incapacitated I can’t even string words together in my brain. Because, yes, sometimes it IS that bad. Which is part of what makes the official music video so memorable to me. But beware, if you go see it, it is quite graphic.

What I personally hold on to the most, however, has got to be the line, “We drew a map to a better place.” It’s like the entire story gains and regains meaning from that line alone. Definitely miss the taste of a sweeter life and the conversation, too, though.

That is... Art

Creative people really be looking at the most disgustingly raw materials you've ever seen in your entire freakin' life and be like, "Yup, I can make a masterpiece out of that." 😵