Confessions of an Undisguised Drama Queen

Saturday, May 20, 2006

Update!

Haven't dropped an entry for quite a while due to several factors, mostly being preoccupied with my FYP, among other little things like chores, sleeping,

reading the James Herriot's 'All Creatures Great and Small' and smiling to myself cos he's such an amazing writer with a wonderful sense of humour.

Anyone who has the time, loves animals and has that unfulfilled dream of being a vet (like yours truly), should really get his/her hands on his books. If you can't live it out in reality, the closest you can get is to live the fantasy life of being a country vet through the first hand account of Dr. Herriot. Brilliant guy he is.

My FYP.

I've been spending all 5 days of this week hanging out in a pseudo-North Pole (my lab at school). Sometimes I get to follow a grad student around, observe her every move and learn the different techniques that I'd be using in the weeks to come. But most of the time, I'm sitting around the office and devouring research papers. Literally. So much so I was really itching for some labwork of my own to do, but sadly, my professor was still AWOL and I had to wait for his instructions before I embark on my own lab adventure.

My mentor (the graduate student) is a really nice, sweet girl who's patient and helpful but there's still a small problem.

She's from China.

Not that I have anything against the Chinese but the thing is, my spoken Mandarin is almost hopeless now. Really. It's so rusty and jerky that I'm sure if my JC tutor heard me attempt to converse entirely in Mandarin, he would definitely regret commenting that I was 'effectively bilingual' in my testimonial.

So that makes communicating with her a little tricky.

Honestly, I have never felt so handicapped in expressing myself, but I guess with some time, all the forgotten vocabulary would eventually return to me, marking the end of my woes.

Hopefully.

My professor was finally back on Thurs and for a professor with a PhD in science research, he's a funky professor!

The first thing I noticed when I entered his office to discuss about my project, was two shining ELECTRIC GUITARS.

I know what you're thinking: It could be for show only what... you know, display?

But no. That very evening, I swear I heard some blues-a-playin' from his office. Impressive lah...

Shopping.

After months of abstaining (partly because of the exams) from retail therapy, I've finally released some of my pent-up shopping hankerings and bought myself some stuff. Whee!

Biting off more than I can chew?

Vainty pot me and my beauty buys, L-R: MAC Powerpoint Eye Pencil (for the smudge-free smokey look), Ettusais Concealer (for those pesky blemishes), Shu Uemera UV Under Base (for sun protection and setting the makeup), MAC eyeshadow pots in Knight Divine and Mulch (for colour... d'uh)

Finally found the shade I've been scouring for - dark purplish plum

Done up nails

And I also got a new pair of sneakers with a long story behind it.

And here's the long story behind my new shoes:
I was searching for a new pair of sneakers for casual wear since my old pair of LA Gears (who ever wears LA Gear now right? that's how OLD it is) have worn off so bad that I'm practically sliding everywhere I go in them. Once, I couldn't even stand up from a bus seat because my shoes were too slippery. An obvious sign to get a new pair.

So when Von and I was out shopping today, I decided to put the vouchers she gave me last Xmas to use and get myself the needed shoes. We went to Stadium at Ngee Ann City and a pair of PUMAs caught my eye.

A striking vintage colour combination of blue and orange.

I tried on several sizes and finally found the right size, but only to wonder if the other colours suited me better. Thus I grabbed the seapink (wth is seapink anyway? i mean, there's rose pink, pale pink, neon pink, and maybe grapefruit pink but SEApink?)

and the golden-beige ones from the display and started to ponder a bit.

I decided that the pink pair actually looks better on me and asked the salesperson if I could have the pink one instead. He went and came back empty-handed, telling me that they didn't have the stock in my size for the pink and gold shoes.

He was very helpful and called several branches around the area to check if they had the shoes I wanted but to no avail. Being quite a nuisance already and with no shoes, Von and I left and decided to check out the store at Marina Square (which the guy didn't manage to call for me).

Like on a compelling shoe hunt, we made our way to City Hall MRT and finally to Marina Square. With much good fortune, they had one LAST pair of the seapinks. I thought the search had ended and I would go home happily with my buy, but no. Being a woman, and being the sometimes indecisive person I am, I thought maybe the golden-beige one would be nice too. So I asked the salesperson if I could try the golden ones instead. I wanted to be absolutely sure the seapinks look best on me. But again, due to popular demand, no stock for my size.

I paid for the seapinks and left.

On my way home, I had that gnawing feeling that I've made a wrong choice getting the seapinks. Pink is girly and young. Gold is classy and versatile, and would match dark jeans better. Plus, I don't want to look any younger than people think I am, so... I decided to change the shoes.

I forgot that the Orchard branch didn't have the golden beige ones in my size and called them up only to be told the bad news again - no stock. It was the same for the Compass Point, Junction 8 and Suntec branches.

I took a deep breath and made my final attempt to change my shoe fate.

I called up Raffles City.

They have my shoes!

Thus I got on the train again from Dhoby Ghaut back to City Hall to collect my prize.

And now I'm content.

[Time of Confession] 9:11 PM
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