It was kind of chilly this morning, so I kind of wished I’d worn a blazer instead of just grabbing a random sweater. But the weather is actually really nice right now so I have no regrets about my decision. I decided to repeat another black dress with flowers on it, this time from Suzy Shier. You can never have too many black dresses with flowers on them. I paired it with my purple H&M sweater, which I’ve been making good use of since purchasing it a couple months ago. I like that it’s the same type of purple as the purple flowers on my dress. Next time I wear this dress, I will pick a different flower colour and choose a sweater accordingly. My beaded necklace, zipper earrings, and flower bracelet are all from Claire’s and my ring is from The UBC student union building. I wonder if there are any jewellery vendors in the new student building right now. I’ve yet to enter the new building, partly because I don’t feel like walking over there, and partly because I’m annoyed that it’s so nice and spacious and I totally could have used a building like that when I was a student, but have no need for it anymore. I already work in a nice building, so I don’t really need to go all the way over there just to be in another nice building. I think I’ll wait until I hear about any jewellery vendors being in there, and then I’ll maybe drop in and have a look.
I feel like I should have worn pants and a jacket today. Despite the sunshine, it was so damn windy this morning. And of course it’s always on the excessively windy or rainy or cold days that the buses decide to show up late. The wind messed up my already messy hair even more. But I’m going to go ahead and let my outfit embody spring even if the weather doesn’t. I got this dress at a random tourist shop in Las Vegas and this sweater at a random store that used to be in Richmond. My necklace and ring are from a random UBC vendor and my earrings are from a random mall kiosk. The weather is actually a lot nicer in the afternoon and evening. Perhaps I should wear a different outfit in the morning and then change later on? But then would I have to take two work selfies if I did that? Seems a bit excessive. You know, even more so than the idea of taking daily selfies in the first place.
I literally bought this dress at Winners the day before I wore it. I had tried it on over the weekend and regrettably not bought it, so when I went back to look for it and it was still there, I knew that it was meant to be. I just fell in love with the shape and the pattern and everything about it. I paired it with my pink cardigan from the Plenty Warehouse sale, because I felt like it matched well, and I had vowed to wear the hell out of it. I was going to the New Kids On the Block concert right after work that day, so I wanted an outfit that was fun. My shiny metallic scarf is pretty much my concert scarf because I like that it stands out. I got my heart necklace from a vendor at Fan Expo Vancouver this year, which was the same weekend as the Plenty sale. I like the style because it’s supposed to be like those life hearts in video games. My earrings are from Claire’s, my ring is from UBC, and I do believe that is another dollar store bracelet. Still not ashamed.
Like so many other dresses I own, I purchased this navy one at Ross Dress For Less in the States. It’s kind of low cut and would be better suited to someone with bigger boobs to fill it out, so I wore an Old Navy tank top underneath. I got this green sweater from some random store in Richmond that I don’t think exists anymore. The scarf with the flowers is from Avon and my necklace and ring are from a UBC student union building vendor. The earrings are possibly from Payless. And I have no idea where the bracelet is from. Possibly Suzy Shier, but I’m probably wrong. But you know what’s not wrong? The fact that I pulled off this outfit.
I got this floral pattered dress from Costa Blanca, when we still had one at Richmond Centre. I used to only wear it for special occasions, like Easter Mass, or my brother’s high school graduation, but it’s casual enough for everyday wear. It’s one of those dresses where it’s like slightly too short to wear without leggings. I had become so used to wearing darker colours in previous jobs and I like being able to wear something colourful. I got this purple sweater from Urban Behavior at Metrotown. I like how my blue flower necklace kind of blends into a lot of my outfits. The purple scarf is from Suzy Shier. I’m not sure where exactly I got the earrings from. But I like them and I tend to wear a lot of small, light, dangly earrings. I think they were either from this random place in the States that sells hair products, or from a kiosk at Lansdowne. Or from somewhere else entirely. All that matters is they look good and complement many of my outfits.
Today, being April Fool’s Day, life decided to play a cruel joke on me. So yesterday when I got home from work, I made chicken, not because I wanted it for dinner, but because I wanted it for my lunch for today. Before I went to bed, I packed my lunch, a large container of rice, chicken, vegetables, and avocado. I was looking forward to it. Needless to say, I did not get to have it for lunch today. Did I forget it at home? No, that would be too easy. Where is my lunch now? Sitting on a bus somewhere. I left it on the damn bus.
What’s particularly annoying is that I realized I’d forgotten it as soon as I got off, but by then it was too late. I watched the bus drive away, debating whether or not I should run after it. I work at a university, UBC to be specific. There’s a lot of construction, currently, and always, which makes it difficult to get around. At times, it can be like a massive obstacle course just getting from building to building. This being the case, I got off the bus at the stop before the bus loop, to save myself the time and effort of maneuvering around the construction in that area. Upon realizing what I left behind, I made my way to the bus loop, figuring that maybe, just maybe, I could flag down the bus before it left. Unfortunately for me, it took longer than I’d hoped, by the time I crossed the street twice and made my way over.
Once there, I had no idea which bus was the bus I had been on, or if it was even still there. I saw a #43 bus, but it wasn’t the same #43 bus that I had been on. The loop is massive and buses are randomly parked and pulling up every which way. Some also change their number to NIS when they are parked, since they are not in service at the time. I tried to remember what the driver looked like, and I think I may have found the right bus. Sadly, I found it as it was driving away, out of the bus loop, and out of my life. Forever.
I called Translink but they have no direct contact with the drivers. I must have sounded so sad and pathetic reporting a lost lunch bag. But this wasn’t just any old lunch bag. In fact you would even know it was a lunch bag just by looking at it. It was one of those insulated ones that looks like a purse. When I would carry it around, it simply looked like it was a small purse. Not to mention the fork and the Tupperware container inside it. And the food. My food, damnit! I spent all day thinking about the great meal I could have had but didn’t. It doesn’t matter much in the grand scheme of things. But imagine if I had lost a twenty dollar bill on the bus instead. When you add up the cost of the bag and the food and everything, it’s basically the same thing. I also take care to prepare my lunch every day because I have some dietary restrictions which can make it difficult to find something suitable when eating out. I ended up having to buy a sad looking bagel sandwich, which was very unsatisfying.
So yeah. First world problem at its finest. But why, you ask, should I take this as a sign that I shouldn’t start blogging again? Well, when I was getting off the bus, I was in the midst of publishing my previous blog post this morning. And that distraction is what caused me to be so neglectful as to forget my damn lunch purse on the ground beside my seat. For some reason, the WordPress app kept on logging me out of my account, as I tried desperately to save and publish my post. I managed to do so, but at what cost?
I suppose it could have also happened in order to give my something random and unnewsworthy to blog about right now. But it’s not as if I’m going to run out of material anytime soon.
That’s really sad, isn’t it?
Tragic, I know.
Aren’t you glad I didn’t?