I am Sof.

Flowers were blossoming in London while it was snowing; it was funny to see the beautiful white flowers on the branches and the cold white frost on the ground - they just don’t belong to the same family. Despite the harsh weather, my audition went exceptionally well. It was a right thing to do that I didn’t spend a lot of time practising scales and arpeggios because they hardly ask for any; and the whole atmosphere during the audition was much more relaxed than the audition at UT. I just feel lucky that the winging part worked.

Now I’m relatively free - only one more task to go which is the Spring Concert - so with my spares I decide to hit Queen St. sometime next week for my prom dress, and right now I’m just really reluctant to spend a few hundred dollars on a dress which I will, most likely, never going to wear again. My mom adviced me to look for a dress which I can also wear for my piano performances, that’s a good idea. I do feel sorry for myself playing piano for so many years now and I don’t even have a permanent official dress for performances. But this is only going to make the dress-finding harder. Simone and I are thinking about making my dress ourselves, but that would imply the idea that I would probably show up like some sort of weirdo wearing semi-finished clothes. My plan now is 1/find a good dress that I can also wear for piano 2/if plan 1 fails I’ll go to Chinatown spend 30 bucks on a Chinese dress 3/if plan 2 fails I’m not going to formal. (seriously, I can spend that few hundred dollars on quite a few copies of music scores)

This dress is quite ‘in’ this year, but I detest it with all my heart.

It is so revealing that some shops are insisting on getting parental permission slips before allowing girls to buy it and even the maker’s boss admits he would never allow his own daughter to buy it.

But amazingly the £265 dress, which critics say turns girls “from a Prom princess to a porn queen”, is one of the firm’s best sellers.

I totally agree with the stuff in bold. Yuck, looking at this picture makes me sick, literally.

I need to get another job because right now is the beginning of a lot of money spending. Dress, shoes, jewellery, ticket, car rental, perhaps hair/make-up for prom; dress, ticket for the music banquet; birthday presents for my dear friends; presents for my beloved ones in China; and I haven’t even thought about myself yet. I shall let my shopping desire run wild.