Doctorpalooza, Part I

The "American Heritage Dictionary" says a 'palooza' is: "something outstanding of its kind", but after the Lollapalooza Tour, it's usually used as a suffix to indicate an extravaganza of some sort. (Hockey-palooza, Bingo-paloooza, etc.)

Today is the day before the long-awaited Graduation Day for my batch. Out of all groups, my group is probably the last one who got the graduation robes and mortar boards from the tailor. Yup, unlike other places we had to buy our own robes because Russians don't use the robes during their graduation day. The previous day was spent at the tailor's to amend whatever needed for our robes and what I had gotten is quite okay, considering the hell we had gotten from the previous tailor (We took another tailor beforehand but she proved to be the unholy spawn of Satan and a troll joined in an unholy matrimony, so we had to take whatever she had done to a more competent tailor which done quite a remarkable job in restoring our robes plus making catty remarks of how incompetent our previous choice of tailor. Yeah, yeah, rub that in....).

So we got our robes and today we had the photoshoot with a professional photographer - a day later than the rest of the batch. While waiting for him to come to our hostel, I wanted to make sure that I'd have the best of smiles for my graduation photo, so I practiced lah. A lot.


You call this practice? This is camwhoring!!!


I'm not alone - my friends decided to join because you gotta admit this 'practice' is fun. Plus remember the old adage: practice makes perfect!


Then it was my turn to get shot. Here I was snapped by Anna while being instructed on how to pose, how to hold the mock-cert, how to smile, how to hold myself in front of the camera....


And walla! A masterpiece, perhaps? Thanks to Anna. :) Shot by my own digicam but the professionally-shot version is just like this one. I was shot three times and people thought that they were all pretty much the same. Haha. Kejang pipi aku woii senyum memanjang.


Photo session complete, the rehearsal for tomorrow's convocation event ensued. My digicam died on me so no photos here. We were instructed on practically everything and the rehearsal went on for two hours. Hopefully everything will be fine tomorrow, which I'm positive it will be. After the rehearsal, Ahmad and I went to the nearby Italian cafe to had our breakfast-lunch-dinner all rolled into one - both of us didn't have the chance to eat at all since morning (I survived on pudding and Snickers bar) so both of us didn't hold back. I ordered a pasta AND a roll of Philadelphia sushi, and a glass of vanilla milkshake. Kenyang gila, had to force myself to take the loooong way back home instead of the shortcut so that I'd burn off the sudden food influx I had given myself.

Tomorrow's the Graduation Day. 1PM, PharmaCorpus. Hope everything's gonna be great.