So... Convocation.
Okay, how do I even start?
I started shopping for Convocation two weeks ago. As suggested by my dear friend Navneet, I tried out some stores at Bramalea. I found dresses over $100 that I was not up to investing in, because they looked like crap. Secondly, I am not a dress person. My prom dress from grade 12 is what you now call a "little black dress." I haven't touched it from the last 4 years, after one wear. Anyone is welcomed to borrow it, by the way. Getting back to the point, I was not up to wasting 100s of dollars for something I was gonna wear once.
I was gonna have to leave with a dress from Ricki's for $100 when I was shopping with Nish. Navneet and her lovely hubbie came by and we just wanted to check out Urban Behavior. For those who were wondering where my Convocation dress is from, now you got the answer. We literally just went to check what's good. She spotted this dress! Technically, she chose it out for me. And I could not have been happier. It fit right, and it was cheap. I went home with the biggest bargain ever.
Next, shoes...
The following weekend, I went to check out some stores at Bramalea. I did not find ONE pair of shoe that I liked. I was actually busy shopping for other stuff so I didn't really get the time to just go for "shoe hunting." Now, Monday night after work, I decide to go shopping for shoes. Poor Nish accompanied me to Woodbine after his shift.
We first went to Aldo. The challenge was to find a Pink/Red pair to match with my clutch. The biggest size they had in those colors was 8. With my clown feet, a size 10, that was a difficult deal.
Hence, I walked off to Aldo. They had one pair in PINK that actually fit. But it looked disgusting and costed $70. No way in hell was I going to pay for a Neon Pink that looked like crap.
I was walking out of the mall disappointed thinking my grad is gonna be as bad as grade 12. But no. Nish & I spotted some crappy store (not branded) and found the pair in the picture above. It was Red Suede and it went perfectly with the Suede clutch. Let's not talk about how much it KILLED later. Save that for the part where I actually GET to the convocation hall.
Next.. more girly stuff...
I got home around 9:00 pm that Monday night. And what did I have on mind? Dinner definitely wasn't it. I had to shave my legs and arms. I had to wash, blowdry and straighten my hair and do my nails. Did any of that happen? NOPE. Nish called and asked for the plan. I told him I'd call him before sleeping because I'd be up all night anyways preparing for the day after. I fell asleep watching Bigg Boss. Apparently, I thought watching an episode was priority to doing anything else.
When did I wake up? Next morning at 7:23 am. Rewind to the previous night - I had the car. My mom was working a night shift, that means I have to go pick her up in the morning. Did I pick her up? NOPE.
What time was she supposed to get picked up? 7:00 am. My grandma woke me up late and totally forgot that I had the car. She was assuming my mom would be home by then.
What do I do? Jet out of bed! I didn't even brush my teeth or wash my face. I threw my glasses on my raccoon eyes as I clearly did not wipe the makeup off from the night before. I had slept in my work clothes. I was not shaved. My hair was not washed. Great! I flew to my mom's workplace. Like, I literally sped so much. Picked her up, got yelled at from her.. and came home.
Now.. onto the dress..
What do I realize? I forgot to buy a tummy sucker! 9:00 am and I am off to Wal-Mart. Thank God I had one right by my place. I was there within 15 minutes. Found one on time and came back! It was 9:40 by the time I came home. I felt like grabbing Tim Hortons on the way because I had a feeling I would not get time for breakfast. Was it true? Hell yeah.
I got into the shower at 10:00 and I was supposed to leave by 11:30 MAXIMUM! I shavde my legs, and left my arms because I realized the dress was gonna cover them. Did I wash my hair? No. What did I decide instead? To clip on a pony-tail that matched my hair color perfectly. So, on my greasy, un-washed hair, I clipped that thing on roughly to see whether it looks good. But I didn't know how to lock it in place. It accidentally locked itself so I thought I am not gonna touch it now. Was my hair done? NOPE. I TRIED to see how it looks and left it there like that. I can't even explain how bad my hair actually looked :/ And this was convocation.
Next...
I am finally ready. In advance, I printed out the directions, my gown and hood rental confirmation number and all that jazz. I get into the car, and we are halfway there, and I realize.. that I left it at home. Great! Use data on phone for directions. Did I get time for breakfast? NOPE. My grandma made "pranthe" and she luckily packed one for me to eat on the way. I was so nervous, I could barely eat half.
Reached downtown...
It's FREEZING cold. My legs are showing. I forgot to take a coat with me. I went inside Hart-House and got my gown and everything. What was I forgetting now? MY GLASSES!
I am blind without my glasses as I am near-sighted. In a convocation hall, my biggest fear is not being able to see anything. Not being able to see who I am supposed to shake the hands with. Not being able to see where the camera is. And not being able to see where the hell I am supposed to stand. Thank God they told us everything and I just examined everyone closely when they went up so I don't feel blind.
Right before the ceremony, I understood why I got the great bargain on my shoes. Because they are DEATH SHOES. They killed my feet to a point where I could not walk anymore. We were supposed to walk from the Hart House to the Convocation Hall in a single file. That's about 150-200 steps. I know how I took each step. ONLY I KNOW MY PAIN! I was afraid to even look back and see people's faces because I was literally limping. Arghhhh..
Despite everything, the convocation ceremony was great. It was a really proud moment for my parents, Nish and I. We had a great time afterwards. Just being able to be counted as ONE of the 234 graduates was a good feeling. I remember, our classes first year had 500 students, and they shrinked to 50 by last year. It just hit me, I made it :) yay! LOL.
Okay. I am gonna count this as my COMEBACK BLOG. I don't care what you guys say. Okay, thanks.
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