LOVE?
Vivienne Westwood / Strappy platform pumps / £337.39
BOWS!!! Fendi / Grosgrain bow-front pumps / £310.64
MORE BOWS!!! Miu Miu / Bow detail tote / £668.42
Marc by Marc Jacobs / City leather tote / £286.96
Marc by Marc Jacobs / Faridah shoulder bag / £308.70
No.1 priority: Save up for the formal. Why does the dress I want have to be so damn expensive… and oh so pretty at the same time?! *sigh*
Goodbye and take care.
I had my first experience of being completely freaked out at night on Friday. Of course, I know of all the possible dangers of being out in the city (or anywhere, really) at night, but you don’t actually feel scared of it happening to you… until it happens.
Bel and I went to have an early-ish dinner (around 5pm) after school and then we decided to head to the Yarra River to just sit and talk. As we were walking past Federation Square and down towards the ferris wheel, these two incredibly creepy looking Indian men were walking in the direction towards us and one of them in particular kept smiling at us. We chose to ignore the fact that he was just smiling, until I decided to turn around and see if they were still looking at us. Turns out, they were, and they had turned around and started walking in our direction. I started freaking out, so Belinda decided we should turn back and head towards Flinders St Station. At one point, we were walking so fast that my legs started to hurt. I made this ironic comparison that when I walk fast normally, my legs don’t hurt one bit, but when I suddenly have to walk away from creepy men that are following me, my legs feel that they should suffer pain. Yay.
Belinda told me that when we turned around to walk back, she saw the two men split up (one went left, and the other went right). We ended up going to Fed Square and sitting ourselves next to these buskers (in the hope that they’ll save us from the men with their guitars and awful singing) until we saw the men walking around Federation Square, then we decided to go to Flinders St Station (luckily we didn’t see them again). For the rest of the night, we sat in Flinders until I had to leave, just being paranoid about every person we saw that wore a red jacket/jumper/shirt/coat/top (as the man that kept smiling at us was wearing a red checkered shirt).
Even though Bel and I tried to laugh about the whole situation to stop ourselves from being freaked out; every 10 minutes or so, we’d ask each other, “Are you still scared?” Bel thought it’d be nice to bring up a conversation we had a while ago about rapists, and how she said that she was surprised that I haven’t been raped yet. As I couldn’t remember that conversation, she then noted that I took the statement as a compliment because I had previously said something along the lines of, “Only pretty people get raped.” Ahem. My statement clearly not being true, but I guess I had to make the topic slightly less disturbing in a way.
Even though the CBD is always busy with people on Friday nights/weekends, I am always going to be paranoid of people following me now. Oh, and I’m seriously thinking of buying myself some cans of pepper spray. A couple for myself, and a couple for Bel.
Too much drama for one night. I feel drained just thinking about what happened.
Goodbye and take care. (Stay safe too)
Oh, it’s been a while, eh? Ha.
Today, I went to the Victorian Institute of Forensic Medicine Career Information Afternoon. Even though we didn’t get a tour of the institute (due to medico-legal confidentiality issues, obviously) and it was just a small group of people listening to about 15 different guest speakers; just listening to them talk about their jobs pretty much confirmed that my career will be in the forensics field. No doubt about it. At one point during the session, I almost considered studying medicine just so I could become a forensic pathologist (the people that do the autopsies). It’s funny how whenever I tell people that I want to be a forensic scientist, they automatically assume that I’m going to be cutting up dead people. There are so many different branches under the “forensics” field – pathology, toxicology, anthropology, clinical physicians/nurses, technical services, molecular biology, histology, research, entomology… and the list goes on. I aim to become a forensic toxicologist. That is everything and anything to do with drug, poisons and chemical analysis. I couldn’t help but smile and get excited when the senior forensic toxicologist started talking about GC (gas chromatography), LC (liquid chromatography) and MS (mass spectrometry); because I actually knew what she was talking about! Ha.
From everything that all the guest speakers told us, I don’t actually have to go to Bond University (in Queensland) to study my Bachelor/Major of Forensic Science! Yay! Oh, for those that didn’t know (which is probably everyone, seeing as I’ve only really discussed my university options with Belinda… and Sharline), I considered going to Bond University because they have a faculty dedicated to Forensic Science; and the fact that I could’ve done my Major in Forensic Science in about 3 years. I’ve now decided to study something along the lines of an undergraduate Bachelor of Science with Honours degree, and then Major in Chemistry (for toxicology purposes, obviously). Even though I have to get through Year 12 first, I can’t wait to start university, and finally get to do what I want to do. Unfortunately for us budding forensic toxicologists, there are very limited positions offered each year in Victoria. Hopefully, whilst I’m still studying at university, I can get a position at the VIFM as a technical assistant to gain some experience, and after I finish my studies, I’ll get offered a full-time position as a forensic toxicologist. I also wouldn’t mind working at the Victoria Police Forensic Services Centre in Macleod as an unsworn member (not having attended the Police Academy). I shouldn’t get too ahead of myself. My first aim is to finish Year 12.
Just thinking about all this careers business is making me excited. I guess I could say that I’m one of the fortunate few that actually know what they want to do after they finish Year 12. But enough with the careers/future/university talk now. Ha.
Veritas Omnia Vincit – Truth Conquers All (VIFM motto)
Goodbye and take care.
