Black fingernails, Red Wine, I want to make you all mine (Sophie)

This is just a little update…
Must firstly vent my frustration – ESKIMO JOE ARE SOLD OUT FOR THEIR MELBOURNE CBD SHOWS! *cry* I am absolutely obsessed with their new single since I heard it on Rage a few weeks ago. The music video for it is quite dark and spooky – I love it!

The usual excitement and fun has been going on. Yesterday I literally had NO time to eat….which in part I admit was probably due to me not being game enough to shove food down when I was in the middle of lectures/important meetings.

Being up at 6am that morning, by the end of the day I felt like I was going to collapse. Luckily ran into J who feed me a donut while I stood, books struggling to be held in one hand, bag in other, and (his) phone to ear in the foyer of the Babel Building as I called Motorola desperately hoping they’d fixed my phone. I must have looked a bit crazy to anyone who saw me!

As I mentioned in my last entry, I had nominated myself for Social Secretary of the Melbourne University Political Interest Society. Yesterday was the Annual General Meeting where people who had nominated for positions had to speak, followed by a vote. I was very nervous about running….I love public speaking but seconds before I was to speak, it dawned on me that the majority of the people in the room I was about to make my nomination speech to were highly articulate and fiercely intelligent; many law or double degree students. I suddenly started to question my ability to face them, my ability to make a coherent speech that would impress. My hands started to give away my nerves and I worked desperately to keep them still. I did it though – I stood up (sounded confident I hope!)…and made (what I thought to be!) an ok ‘short but sweet’ speech. The most important point I made was my hope to improve the female representation within the group and as I said – “What better way to start than within the committee?” So the votes were counted and by some stroke of luck, I managed to get the number of votes needed to win! So now I’m in this position of responsibility and it’s a bit scary to be honest, but I’m hoping I can meet the expectations of others and fulfill all that is required of me.

I finally got my phone back today (Thursday) from Motorola, all fixed and pretty. Being without it has just been a nightmare. You never know how necessary your mobile is to your every-day functioning until it’s not there anymore! I was thrilled to get my little baby back! DJ’s has also been darling and sourced some beautiful boots for me that I wanted in black – god I love the service there! Added to this, during the afternoon I faced hell at the Sass n Bide sale, accompanied by my dearest J.

We arrived about 2:20pm, got inside about 3:10. They gave out free Red Bull while we waited in line which in drinking; amazingly enough made my headache go away. I questioned how wise it was giving out energy drinks full of caffeine to women who were already high on adrenaline and desperate to get a bargain!! The stories from past sales are truly frightening and make a good read (check out Vogue forums for more info). I had a chat to a security guard who told me all about the mother and daughter team at the last sale who went on a rampage!

I must admit defeat in attending the sale – having always said I would never purchase Sass n Bide and that I hate their clothes! I guess my only excuse is that I got over my stubbornness and went to the sale to buy a pair of their jeans, simply because I was in desperation for a new pair, didn’t want to pay a fortune and $80 is better than the $180 most places charge for a decent pair. I happily steered clear of the ‘fashion pieces’ though! I truly promise…I will always keep away from purchasing those!
I was surprised at the number of young school girls at the sale. Some looked as young as 13 or 14…I guess the edge of the ‘tween market’? Considering the sale was in school hours, I wondered how many had skipped classes to attend.

The funny thing about these designer sales is the number of people you always see there decked out in designer gear – cheapos! If I had the money I would never bother going to sales. Then I guess, maybe these people simply attend designer sales so they can afford to be decked out in expensive clothes all the time?
The most amusing thing though is the number of women I saw ambling around the warehouse room in their stilts (3 or 4 inch high heels). I don’t know how they do it! I am a major fan of high heels myself but for long queues standing on cement ground for hours, with millions of excited women surrounding me, I could opt for nothing better than my Addidas pink Superstar sneakers. Sometimes I will sacrifice fashion for comfort because my feet thank me for it!

Anyhow,
I must run now.
Accounting and Microeconomics fun call.
I can’t seem to avoid or escape it.

-Sophie