No, I will not be explaining the title of this post.
Anyway. This is going to be a fairly personal blog, so stop reading now if you get bored easily.
It took forever to fall asleep two nights ago. But for once, it wasn’t because of marks or exams or interviews. No, this was an entirely more complex dilemma.
What to wear on Tuesday.
My first thought was jeans and a shirt. But that’s what I usually wear… and this was kinda special. Maybe a nice shirt? But all the shirts I’ve bought (around interview time) are a bit too low cut down the middle. `twould probably make me look too desperate.
Maybe a skirt instead of jeans? But a black skirt is too formal. Besides, it’s a bit too long and probably gives off the ‘too much of a prude’ vibe. I suppose it’s better than a slutty look, but the other extreme isn’t that good either.
What about shoes? My Converses are definitely out; besides, they’ve been looking a little grotty. Heels would ruin the casual look – the thought of stacking it down stairs isn’t really appealing either. I mean, I wanted to make a good impression.
Hair up or down? It’s been a bit humid lately, so it would frizz in about ten minutes. But tying it up is out, since my fringe has reached that grown out stage. Maybe clipping it up? But that’s the receptionist look. Not really attractive.
Conclusion: go shopping on Monday. Maybe get sandals to look casual, but find a nice skirt.
The occasion, you ask?
Well… we were at Macquarie last Tuesday. And so, if I were to see sauceboy (as he shall now be known) at the Mcdonalds counter again, Tuesday’s the day to go back, right? And it never hurts to be well dressed when you ask for someone’s number.
… I honesty hope that none of you were thinking that. Actually, it was for a job offer. I’d say an ‘interview’, but I didn’t know if it was. I was invited to ‘tutor orientation day’, which sounded like I’d got the job already, sans interview.
Just got home from it now, actually. And yes, I am now employed
Unfortunately, it doesn’t start `til next year, and I don’t know if I can keep it because it’ll clash with uni hours and my private tutoring job on Saturdays. But hopefully I’ll be able to negotiate.
Unfortunately, it seems to make going interstate impossible. I don’t want to give this job up… so fingers crossed for UNSW medicine, because I don’t think I could keep it with anything else, except maybe a Science degree.
For the record, turns out I did dress like everyone else there. I hate terms like ‘semiformal’ and ‘smart casual’. Urgh. I think I’ll stick with my new policy – just dress formally and change my shoes xD
I was thinking of doing a review of all the things I’d watched/read during/after the HSC sometime. If you’re bored and haven’t read it before, I strongly recommend Gone With the Wind. It’s the first book that I’ve loved hands down since The Picture of Dorian Grey. Sure, there have been other books I’ve thought that were good, but those two are the standouts for the last few years. Gone With the Wind is fairly long, but I loved it. Shouldn’t have got the eBook, because I want a hard copy now anyway xD
But I’ll save my thoughts on it for later – time to go back to きみはペット. The first episode was laced with so much innuendo xD. I’m halfway through it now, but I find some of the romance so cheesy that I laugh at the wrong moments. And I was disgusted with Matsujun here. Skip straight to 1:10. Looks like he’s eating her face off, doesn’t it? Eurgh.
Anyway! I’ll save all this fangirling for later. Christmas isn’t a big deal for me and my family, so I might not post around then. I’m also going away on the weekend… to some beach. Can’t remember where. So, Merry Christmas
I shall leave you with a moment that happened at a shop. Paraphrased, no names.
Female shop assistant: What size are you?
Guy: A large…
Assistant: (dismissively) Nah, you’re not large. Try medium.
*a minute later*
Assistant: Lift up your shirt.
You had to be there. Priceless.
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