The week of Drama!

4 weeks into Semester 6 and the drama has begun. I would say it came early this sem. Wasn’t expecting any drama to be honest.

I started the week with a HUGE bang. I ( or should I say we?) were accused of something we didn’t do. Period. And now the dust has settled and everything is under the rug.

And then there was the hypocrite. And they wonder why I hate him. Hey, he even admitted!

Now that the week has ended, I shall embark on my dearly beloved portfolio, CTT project and the proposal. Oh, and not to forget, the high stack of notes and guided reading stuff. *sighs*

I just realised I haven’t finalised my elective. Oh crap!

This week was not all bad. There were some fun moments, especially during the CC stability and compatibility workshop! *winks* It is sometimes a breath of fresh air to know that someone actually agrees with you.

I’m off to do some tweaking to my portfolio, as Dr.Pauline said in her lecture “ The most important part in publishing is edit, edit and EDIT!” Although I know my portfolio isn’t going to be published, I still have to edit it because it is 10%. =p

Note to all : Please practice what you preach. Thank You.

:)

What do you do?

What do you do when it wasn’t you, but they said it was? And there is no one to stand up for you.

Choices,choices,choices..

This week has indeed been a week filled with us making decisions and choosing something over another.

I feel the need to point out something here, the fact that I hate making decisions. I’m a fickle minded person. And choosing a research project is not like deciding on what to eat.

NOTE TO SELF: NEVER open other research proposals once you’ve kind of made up your mind, because you’ll end up confused. Like me. 

All I had to do is open ONE, just ONE other proposal and I found it interesting and the next thing I know, I’m all confused.

But then I knew I had to make a choice, and I made one. I was kind of sad when I got my paper signed by my supervisor. I don’t know why, but I think it is the hormones. And this may sound weird, but I was totally happy and back to normal after a couple of hours. I know.. weird.. I think I have emo issues..

Another decision which had to be made by the end of the week was my elective choice, Singapore or the industry?? I’ve not confirmed, but I have pretty much made up my mind on which to do. And that is the one which is going to teach me the most. :)

On a different note, I have no idea on what to watch tomorrow!!

Alvin and the Chipmunks 2 or the Imaginarium of Dr.Parnassus.( if I spelt it right)???

No IDEA!!!!!

I’ll be going out tomorrow, let's see if I can refrain from shopping..*fingers crossed*

How well I have stuck to my NY’s resolution…

Honestly, the title of this post should be how I miserably failed to stick to my resolution.

3 days into 2010 and I’m already not following my No.1 resolution, which was to shop less. =(

But you see, for a recovering shopaholic, we can’t simply stop buying stuff, it has to be done in stages, you know like how they do the Methadone replacement therapy. You have to TAPER down the dose..so I’m TAPERING down my shopping.

Yesterday, I went out and bought a pair of flats..JUST ONE. And in case you forgot, one of my other resolution was to buy more flats and less heels right?? So I did accomplish something!! :D { I know that buying 1 pair of flats does not count, but it is a start never the less } And I only bought it because this sem there will be like 3 days of hospital attachment and I don’t have a proper shoe and so I got one. See, I didn’t aimlessly spend money.

And then there was today. I teman my parents to shop and ended up shopping! :(

Well, it is not like it was entirely MY FAULT. I didn’t even want to buy anything!! But then, I was walking around the clothes area, and then I saw this top and mind you I was LOOKING at it without any intention of buying it and then the salesgirl came over and asked me to try, and I said “ Nevermindla, I’m just looking around”, and she said “ Try only what! Come,come, try this..”, and the next thing I knew, I was queuing up to enter the fitting room with 12, yes 12 different tops, which mind you I did NOT choose at ALL. Ok, fine, I did choose ONE, but the rest were just handed to me by the salesgirl! In fact, saying that she handed them to me is an understatement! She PILED them on me!!!! I was in a state of shock, so I just went with the flow. =p. She said today was the LAST DAY OF THE SALES and that I should try on the clothes and see if I like any. I was like so blur, I didn’t even know what hit me. So yea, I kinda bought a few things.. =p

After that I went to look for my papa and he was at one of those sports shops and he said “ You don’t have decent sport shoe so why don’t you get one here?” And I was  like, “I don’t really need one now..” and my mom had to add, “Your old one is so old, just get a new one”. And then I was suddenly shopping for walking shoes. Oh, and walking shoes/sports shoes are BORING!! I mean, there is nothing nice about them!!! It’s not like the shoes you get from Lewre and all, these are BORING shoes!! For once, I was not as enthusiastic as I would normally be when I shop for shoes. I did however end up with one very girly shoe which was a mixture of purple and pink. :) Sports shoes are sooooooo masculine, it makes me not want to wear them. At least I found a girly one which I’ll enjoy wearing. :)

Now that I’m home and I’ve done going through whatever I bought, I’m actually happy with what I bought. It was kinda refreshing to get out and buy stuff. =p

Bottom line, if you are a recovering shopaholic who wishes to stop being such an impulsive shopper, you should:

(a) Not go shopping with your parents even if you told your self before leaving the house that you’re not going to buy anything and even if it is only to accompany them.

(b) Stay away from salesgirls. They can be very persuasive.

And before all you go  ‘Tsk,tsk,tsk’ and shake your head disapprovingly at what I have done, note that I’m taking baby steps people, BABY STEPS!! And soon, I’ll be good. :) Come on, it is only the 3rd day of 2010!! And they were having sales!!!!

:)

Idealism..

I was reading this article in RD yesterday about idealism vs realism and it just hit me, I’m transitioning from an idealist to a realist. And that is not a good thing.

That article reminded me a lot of the person I used to be. I used think that I was invincible. I used to think that nothing is impossible. I used to be carefree and didn’t really care of the things around me. I always thought that I could reach up high and achieve anything I set my mind on.

And now, I’m being more realistic. And I don’t like the realistic part of me, I want the Idealist part of me back! =(

I totally rock when I was an Idealist.

Being realistic and practical totally sucks! Maybe it is because reality sucks. Maybe it is because being realistic means I have to be more responsible. *sigh*

I’m adding another resolution to my New Year’s resolution, and it is to be more of an Idealist than the practical, realistic person I am now.

:)