Another Long Week
It’s been a long, long week.
First there was that insane happening with the dress in that shop. Mom and I were in one of the many shops in One U and I saw this bohemian spaghetti dress that looked worth trying. The sizes appeared rather big so I grabbed a size 2. HooHoo. Big mistake. I managed to slip it on over my head without much problems, and the dress fit well. But I got stuck in the changing room for 20 sweaty minutes trying to pull the dress up over my boobs. Apparently I put on weight in the time I was in the changing room. Mom called me, as she was already in another shop and wondering where I was.
"Mom, you have to come and cut me out of this dress. Serious, please save me."
Then came the soap opera extraordinaire at the Monash Ball pageant selection interview on Saturday. I somehow thought that the girl was trying to play the sympathy vote, and from the looks on the faces of the rest, it seems they were thinking the same thing too. But ‘desperation’ and ‘wannabe’ behaviour was not enough to exclude her from selection so she got in. I mean, it’s seriously disgusting. There are so many other people whose super-rich families have lost everything in the stock market crash and whose parents have argued like hell on earth til they divorced but never do they utter one word. It’s not because they don’t dare to air their dirty laundry in public. It’s because they don’t need to use that to prove to other people that they are tough and strong and that they have weathered unimaginable emotional storms.
I think I’m upset because El Desperado and I share a similar background and experiences but she had to go and embarass herself like that. I would have had more respect for her if she hadn’t cried after saying she was tough and all.
Sheesh.
Then it was back to Melaka for me on Monday to show Ralf and Eva around who were stopping over while on their long trip in Asia. They loved the chicken rice balls and the satay celup. We went on a slow drive out of town as Eva wanted to see kampung houses. I nearly hit the car in front of me in shock when Eva squealed as she saw… the sea.
When I stared at her, she shrugged shyly and said "I can’t help it. In Austria we have no sea."
Rushed up to KL on Tuesday as I was supposed to emcee the ball showcase together with John, but a massive traffic fuckup at Sungai Besi made me late so I texted Nat to ask someone else. Clinique was having this ultra-cheap sale of its goodie packs so I got one for mom as a surprise present.
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I’m ADDICTED. To Insaniquarium! My initial scepticism about the amount of fun a fish game could actually elicit from me has all but disappeared.
