Woohoo

I have a new camera! Woohoo!

Actually nah, it’s actually a very old camera. Well, two to be exact. I had been badgering my dad about digging out his old cameras for me to play with. Afterall, they’re more useful as my new toy than in a dark corner somewhere, slowly rotting away…

So yes, I’m very happy. I have a new (old) Minolta XD5 and X700. Good old fashioned manual film cameras, plus loads of funky filters and lenses. Now I just need some film…and also apparently there’s only one or two places left that still process film – which kind of sucks. What a punch line – Yayyy then urrghhh

A friend of mine has been coming to me for relationship advice. Why do people do that? I really am in no position to give relationship-related advice! But I guess it’s because I always have an objective point of view and I think about where both parties are coming from. Anyway, so it’s complicated enough that I just realised I don’t actually want to write about it.

Sydney’s coming up on Thursday. I’m quite excited. Hoping for pleasant weather, and also hoping I’ll get my room fixed in time. At the moment I can’t even walk on my floor, but have to hop around on little uncovered spots because my stuff is everywhere. I took about an half an hour just figuring my desk drawer out – i.e. what I actually want in there, what I want to put somewhere else, what I want to keep, what I don’t want to keep, and what to throw away, what to give away. *sigh* neverending cycle of bullshit. Life. Accumulates lots. of stuff.

Graduation’s coming up at the end of the month…I haven’t decided whether I want to do the whole, professional photographs thing. Hmm. Anyway, something else I’m distracted by is Suits. The television series. Ahhh Harvey Spector…so charming and smart! Yeah so finally it starts to get interesting and oh, the season ends. Now that just annoys me.

My waistline is going to be quite pissed off at me this Easter…

Oh, by the way, I finally read Hunger Games. It’s been on my to-read list for a while now. I thought it was good – for a children’s book. It was very much a children’s book. Now I have to watch the film. I made the decision that I had to read the book before going to see the movie – because you know they always change things, and if you don’t read the books you might not understand the movie as well. Reading books before the movie (based on the book) is just the way to go to soak up the context of the film. I guess everybody knows that. Yeah I’m just. Excited. Also excited for the next Depp for Burton film Eeee ^^

A couple of things…

  1. The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo is a badass movie.
  2. I’d go lesbian for Freja Beha Freja Erichsen.
  3. A third Lady Gaga show was announced, and I got tickets! :D
  4. And can you believe this morning, they announced Radiohead’s coming over to play a show, and tickets go on sale in like 2-3 days I still need to pay my friend back for getting me the Gaga tickets while I was at work man and save up for hotel for Sydney. O.O
  5. I lost 4 kgs and celebrated with hot chocolate and apple crumble and more…I swear I’ll behave for the rest of the week.
  6. Going to a photography/styling workshop on Friday, and maybe a few fashion shows in the weekend ;) Will be fun!
  7. Ok that was definitely more than a couple of things…

Distraught

I’m. So. Sad.
Why?
Because I went on Ticketmaster at a little past 9am this morning to get my Lady Gaga concert ticket. And guess what?
It sold out. In a matter of minutes.
I kept trying and trying to search for tickets on the damn website, but it just…didn’t go. It just wouldn’t. Then I had to go to work. Then when I got home from work, tried it again, but same result.

Then I Googled ‘Lady Gaga NZ concert’ to see if they were sold out. They were. WTF BOTH SHOWS ANDDD the damn Ticketmaster website couldn’t be decent enough to tell me they were sold out instead of giving me a vague answer of why I couldn’t find tickets…(They had the whole, ‘oh, search again later’ thing)

The funny thing is, I didn’t expect it to sell out so quick. Last time she came, it wasn’t sold out completely (at least not this quick anyway), and it’s more than twice the price of her last concert here. So you think…the price would’ve deterred a few people, but No. They were probably all like me, who didn’t go last time because they were broke students, and then heard the fantastic feedback about how awesome the concert went, then became super duper aware of the live performance videos swamping youtube and television, who vowed to get tickets next time she came around – Such short notice too! It was just announced very recently that she was coming over.

But yes. So I’m quite depressed right now.
Yes. I’m being an irrational drama queen, but it’s probably my concert of the year in Lil Ol’ New Zealand this year…(because Taylor Swift’s not my thing, so her concert wouldn’t be my concert of the year)

Birthweek

Yesterday, I turned 21. (30th January). It was pleasant though, even though I was scheduled to work on the day. Which was a bummer, but I got paid time and a half, because it was also a public holiday. Celebrated with family by having noodles together. Yeah it’s a bit peculiar I guess, but for me it’s family tradition. Ever since I was little, we’ve been celebrating each other’s birthdays with noodles for birthday breakfast. Special birthday noodles. Always quite nostalgic.

I decided I didn’t want an actual party – it’s just not my thing, despite protests from my closest friends – I mean really, if I did plan a party, it would’ve been one of the best 21sts ever. I can imagine. (Yes I’m that egotistical).

However, being the person that I am, I much preferred not celebrating with a bang on the actual date of my birth, but rather spread the celebration out. So this whole week, I’m going to meet with different ‘circles’ of friends to celebrate my special day! :D One of my friends said ‘Oh, so instead of birthDAY, you’re having a birthWEEK’ ;) …Pretty lame joke, (not even funny) and it actually took me a couple seconds before I concluded, yes. I am having a birthweek. I just much prefer the intimacy of a series of smaller celebrations one after the other, than just one big one. I don’t know which one’s more fussy to be honest, but I know if I held a party, I know I wouldn’t actually be able to get the sort of quality time with people, because I’d have to spread myself out evenly amongst groups of people and be concerned with being a good host. Of course, I do have friends who would’ve been happy to help me with that, but I’d just rather not.

Tomorrow, I’m celebrating my birthday at a Turkish restaurant! I love Turkish food, getting more into it this year. Basically, having dinner with different people this whole week – so much for the diet…but it’s my birthday – Special occasion and all. I guess that’s a good enough excuse for more eat-outs. Especially looking forward to Saturday. I have a whole day out planned with a few of my close chums. We’re starting off with some high tea, followed by them teaching me how to rollerblade (because I’ve never tried it before) along a beach, followed by chocolate fountain, dinner, and possibly dancing/drinks/karaoke in the evening. Can’t wait xD

Shoecare Queen

My job is going really well and I enjoy myself the majority of the time – I sort of see it as a form of dress-up – playing dress-up with the customers! Being somebody’s shopping buddy in the store! I love bringing out shoes for people to try, and see them fit perfectly on. And if it doesn’t, to recommend some other than they haven’t thought of trying before, and if those shoes go well, then it’s even better! Of course it’s not always this way. I’ve recently come to appreciate how magical it can be to find something that is a good fit – something that’s flattering and fits in with your lifestyle. I guess when you’re a kid, everything goes, and you can pull off anything with your cuteness, but as we get older, things get so much more particular, and it’s often a mission to find the right trousers, dress, shoes etc.

I don’t have too much trouble actually selling shoes. But I have found…I kind of suck at selling shoecare – which is part of our service we must provide to our customers. (And we have a shoes budget and a shoecare budget to strive for.) It’s imperative that we educate people how to take care of the shoes they buy from us so that it’s kept in the best possible condition and will last for much longer compared to not using any shoecare products.

I guess it’s difficult to sell because to the customer, a shoecare product = an extra $$ to pay on top of what they’re already paying for the shoes, which for some people will be considered a small fortune. I know that some of them feel that shoecare is unnecessary and really ‘extra’ for us salespeople to rip them off.

I guess I’ve not been approaching it the best possible way when I sell the shoecare products. I normally talk about what the product is and what it does for the leather – e.g. keeps it soft and cleans it, but I fail to really emphasize the benefits for the customer – that the shoe will last much longer, and it’s worth getting considering the benefits of using the product, because it will keep it in the best possible condition. And if you’re paying that much for shoes, you obviously will want to take good care of them to make sure they last.

Sometimes I fail to mention the most obvious points. And a lot of the time, I ask the customer if they would like to buy x shoecare product because of blah blah blah, or I say “I would really recommend you to…”, but my assistant manager, the Shoecare Queen has shed some light for me on why I’m having less success than I should. She says I should tell the customer that x product is what they need to use to take care of the shoes they’re getting. Because people don’t want to buy shoecare. They want shoes that last – But the exact point is that proper shoecare = shoes that last longer, better condition of leather, cleaner and no scuff marks. So therefore you need shoecare.

Makes perfect sense from all points of view. It really is just fact. I guess I need to work on shifting my tactic from a “Would you like fries with that? Fries are delicious” to “You need fries with that, if you want your meal to be the best”. She’s seriously the model salesperson. Honestly. Her skills are top-dog. In terms of hitting sales figures, hers exceed the store manager’s a lot of the time. I’m really learning a lot from her. And it’s sort of cool how it relates to what I studied in uni in marketing class too. I guess I’ve sort of forgotten a few fundamentals over the last six months..Oops…

Oh, and nu-buck suede is annoying. Especially if it’s black, and I think it’s a normal black leather shoe, but in actuality, it’s suede, and you can’t use leather conditioner on it, you can only use water and stain protector spray. I hope to God I don’t sell any wrong shoecare products to certain shoes.

So I guess, what I need to work on is: Which leathers are which, and what to use for what to best maintain the leather. Also remembering to recommend black shoe cream for black heels, because often they scuff at the tips when people scratch the surface as they walk up stairs and things.

It took me a while to get confident with the stockroom. Shoecare will take me a little longer, but once I get in the habit of selling the benefits, in time, I will be Shoecare Queen too!

Four P’s.

My graduation ceremony will most probably happen at the end of April this year. It’s going to be a very special and important day. Friends coming together, family, celebrating the future, and the past – that sort of thing, and of course celebrating a milestone really – education-wise at least.

The thing is, this has made me all too aware of how memorable it’s all supposed to be – and how significant the photos would be as well.

The graduation photograph(s) commemorating the day – I mean, you really do want to look your best right? Considering, it could just be one of the most important photographs you’ll take, aside from maybe wedding pictures or something. (Think about it. Ok, maybe my thinking is a bit farfetched. But say if you happened to die young – this is totally going to be the picture they use at your funeral, you can betcha.)

Ok. I better make this snappy. Basically what I’m leading into is that: I want to look my best. Therefore, I want to get in better physical shape – I know for a fact I’m much more photogenic a dress-size smaller, in the face at least. You know how some people, when they put on weight, their face shape doesn’t change much, and some people still even have their cheekbones and chin intact in the right places? Well, I’m not that lucky. I’m not completely blown up either, but I always look much, much better in my head than in pictures, and I guess the point is to narrow that gap. It’s human nature – everyone wants to look their best. And I do think I look better a dress size smaller. It’s not even that much of a difference even, but it does when I smile! (For pictures) The trouble is laying off the pizza/pasta/potatoes/pies.

Look! Four P’s. Just like in marketing theory. In marketing, the ‘Four P’s’ are Product, Pricing, Placement and Promotion. My Four Food P-evils are pizza, pasta, potatoes and pies. Guess what pies are my favourite? Potato-top yes. Oh, I tell ya it’s a neverending story. But just like how a bride diets before her wedding, I’m going to attempt to do the same for my graduation.

Found a suitable present for my friend’s 21st birthday coming up this Saturday. I have three 21st birthdays coming up this month. (Excluding my own). One is for twins. It’s sort of a mission to get something decent, not spend too much or too little, and still save at the same time. Finally saved enough for my plane ticket to Sydney!

I was going to get him some nice handmade soap. Because I remember him mentioning how he once spent lots of money on bath stuff in one go, and I know he likes his long hot showere. (No. he’s actually not gay). Then I realised I don’t know what smells he likes, and in case I got him something he didn’t like, I decided bath stuff wasn’t a good idea anymore. I mean, I for one – dislike Jasmine with a passion. It’s too pungent for me.

I decided to get him a purple notebook. It’s his favourite colour. And who doesn’t like a nice, fresh notebook? I figure I’d stick a note in there that says, write all your grand master evil plans in here! Then, unfortunately, the soft surface of the notebook got scratched in my bag…So now, I’ll either have to buy another one, (or not)…But I definitely can’t give that notebook to him anymore. Maybe I can use it for quotes and ideas and things.

The other half of the present is a stress ball in the shape of a grenade. Get it? So when he gets pissed, he can throw/smash/squeeze this hand grenade! I thought it was quirky enough. I love quirky gifts!

It’s sort of difficult to get some guys gifts sometimes. I mean, because I’m definitely not going to get jewellery or wallets and stuff, because the family and the girlfriend will be getting stuff like that – it’s a given.

Hm. Should I stick in a music voucher in too? Or some handmade chocolate? (Not actually handmade by me – I’m not that domestic.)

For the other birthday people’s presents, I’m debating whether to do a joint present or give my own. The joint thing has been quite popular lately, everyone combining money to get one expensive gift. But I feel like, it does mean that the birthday person gets less gifts that way.

Side note: I’m really into watching X-factor lately. Though, as usual with reality shows, I never get the outcome I want, and sometimes my brain kicks a fuss about it before bedtime. I find I always fall in love with the contestants that don’t necessarily sing the best or have the best voice, but have the most captivating presence/personality, and it’s always slightly heartbreaking when…they don’t win. I do think I make an informed, practical decision on who I favour though. I mean, a lot of people can sing so amazingly, but aside from the voice, it’s like they have no identity and can’t stick out from the status quo. That’s just my personal opinion though. I mean, just because a person is an incredible singer with incredible technique, doesn’t mean that they make the best recording artist.

By the way, so watching this next week:

I keep forgetting! It’s already been out for ages!

Aus.

I’ve decided…

I need to take a trip to Australia.

It’s not just ‘want’. It’s I need to.
Because my best friend lives in Sydney, and we haven’t seen each other for like ten years. And we’ve been developing this interesting sort of relationship. Honestly, it’s quite funny when I think about it.

We hit it off as eleven year olds, same school, that sort of thing. She was slightly older, more girly, and took me on my first ‘girly’ retail therapy session, and bought me my first proper makeup kit. (As ‘proper’ as they get for tweens). And we just had lots of nerdy fun times as kids. I remember back then, I laughed a lot more than I do now. Sort of hyperactive silent, uncontrollable laughter. Like, the kind of laugh that once you start you can’t stop, and it hurts your stomach like hell, and you go all red in the face, and you start losing your voice? Yeah well those were the days…And she used to do funny things with her face and make funny inside jokes that would just crack me up into laughter. It’s a wonderful connection to be able to make each other laugh you know?

Then her family moved, and we made sure to keep in touch. We’d send each other Christmas cards, every year, and updated each other on the coolest things that happened, then we wrote more to each other (Go snail mail!)), and then finally in the last few years we decided snail mail was too slow, and even though we loved being old-fashioned and were SO much better than electronic communication, we had to admit it made talking about the more ‘serious’ issues easier without the time lag, and we could support each other in ‘real time’.

And if you wondered why we didn’t just pick up the phone and called each other? Hm. I don’t actually know…It’s always just been our thing to write instead.

Ok. So anyway, obviously, haven’t seen said bestie in eons, and she’s been nagging for a meet-up for ages – all the people she wants to introduce me to, all the places, food etc. – and we have a mutual friend, also in Sydney who’s having her 21st birthday party in a few months, and of course, we’re both invited, and I really want to go, because I’m close to her as well, and she wants us to sit down for tea and meet her German boyfriend who’s coming over. She met him on her university exchange in Germany – surreal huh? It’s sort of the stuff we joked about before she went away.

So this trip is much, much overdue, and there’s going to be loads to do!

Considering that I live in New Zealand, Australia’s like the closest and cheapest country to visit. But…

I’m a very bad saver.

I like to spend.

On food.

Like, I’ve become quite price INsensitive in the last few years. I don’t really care about the number, or the notes, or whatever. I’ve started seeing ‘price’ as just, something I have to give to get what I want.

- And I don’t see a point in restraining myself? It’s like, if you want a nice gourmet burger then pay the damn price, and you’ll get your real burger with side salad and lightly seasoned chips with garlic. – It’s actually a wonder that I’m not a balloon yet – seriously do eat like a fat man. – Not even a man – but a Fat one.

I’ve cut it down a lot recently. More because I have to save up for this trip, than because I’ve decided to get healthy, but you know, I should really take better care of my body. – And I totally have phases…

See, I’ll tell you where the love for gourmet burger meals came from:

In an effort to eat more healthily (sometime last year), I decided to have salads and sandwiches more often for lunch instead of like, cakes and pies, you know. Then after about two weeks those sandwiches upgraded to gourmet burgers – I can say, triple the calories, and triple the price too. Yeah…I have some sort of two week healthy, two week unhealthy phases.

This is totally old news though, so don’t worry, my eating habits are much more in moderation now. I’ve actually started eating bananas – you know, fruit. I mean, I love fruit, i do – but I usually only like the ones you can scoop with a spoon. I know, I’m a bit weird I guess. So like, I like melons and papayas and avocados etc. scoop-able stuff.

I think it’s time the food rant is over.

So anyway, this trip – is quite the challenge to save for. But I think, it’s something I need to do, and it’s a good time to do it – develop some saving and self-control habits you know? This should be good for me – and as much as I’m not looking forward to restricting my spending, I’m looking forward to a nice mini vacation away. It’ll probably be my first solo vacation as well, (non-family related), and I really owe it to myself to at least go on one vacation in 2012. I mean, since I’ve decided I don’t want to jump straight into the whole ‘career’ thing – because if I do, I know I won’t want to pause if I do – like, this is the only time I feel that I can allow myself to ‘bum’ or to explore, or to just breathe for a bit and focus on my hobbies and things because I don’t have many serious commitments going on right now. I really need to take advantage of this ‘solo’ time that I have right now to do a few things and enjoy being relatively ‘free’ before I decide on something to commit to you know – still working on that ‘finding my passion’ thing. That’s all for now. – You know, I wasn’t even going to write about this, I was totally going to write about work – Well, next time.

Oh, side note: Puss in Boots was such a cool movie!

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