Thursday, October 03, 2013

Dealing With Rejection...

Your job interview preparation went well.

You recorded the mock interview with a friend and fixed whatever aspects of the interview you felt you were weak in.

The company was researched from top to bottom.

You prepared a strong case as to why you were the best candidate for the position, you asked thoughtful questions during and at the close of the interview.

Your skills and qualifications seemed to match what the employer wanted.

The employer would be a good fit for your skills and there would be room for advancement.

You sent a focused and well-written thank you letter the day after the job interview.

In other words, it seems that you did everything right.

Then you get the bad news - a letter of rejection, or after you make a follow-up phone call, the company tells you it has hired someone else.

You are left wondering where you went wrong.

Rejections fall into three main areas:
  •  The employer feels you won't be able to do the job;
  • You lack a key skill or qualification; or
  • You will not fit in with the culture of the department or the company.
Ask for feedback

If possible, call the interviewer, thank him again for his time and ask him - in order to help you in your future job search - why you were not chosen for the job.

Most interviewers will not tell you anything productive, but occasionally they will answer the question.

For example, you were not hired because your interview skills were lacking, or the person hired had more experience or had worked in the industry while you came from another industry, and so on.

Listen politely to the interviewer's concerns, indicate you understand and again thank him for his time.

Follow up wih a letter addressing these concerns but remind the interviewer of your qualifications for the job.

Perhaps you can list an accomplishment that directly bears on the No. 1 challenge in the job.

Indicate your continued interest in the job. This places you in an excellent position if the person hired stumbles or quits.

Rather than go through the whole expensive recruiting process again, the interviewer will remember you and give you a call.

Or perhaps the workload has increased and he has another identical slot to fill - again you may have another job opportunity.

Fill the gaps

Now go back and study the possible reasons for rejection.

If it is because you might not be able to do the job, you need to examine how your skills would fit the job requirements.

Also, you might improve on crafting your stories of relevant accomplishments.

If you appear to be missing a key skills or qualification and it seems to be a requirement for a number of possible jobs, how can you overcome this problem?

An immediate course of self-study, getting together with your mentor for his ideas, signing up for an appropriate course at a local college, attending a seminar or workshop should add the appropriate weight to your experience.

You also should take a critical look at your job and other experience.

Perhaps a job you performed for your local Chamber of Commerce will be an acceptable substitute.

Your challenge is to package and communicate the skill so it satisfies the needs of the prospective employer.

Project the right image

Regarding the conclusion that you might not fit in with the corporate culture, that is a difficult objection to overcome.

It can be partly set aside by more research of the company.

Uncover individuals who recently left the company (search on LinkedIn) and speak to them about the corporate environment.

Use every rejection as a chance to learn and improve your job-hunting strategy.

What you learn can be properly reflected in your resume, cover letter and interview. As your skills increase, your chances of finding and accepting the right job will go up too.

- By [John Groth], taken from [CATS Recruit], 3 Oct 2013


Monday, September 09, 2013

Lessons From A Dead Intern...

Moritz Erhardt was just 21 when he collapsed in his dormitory last month after pulling three all-nighters in a row at the bank he was interning at.

A 'superstar' well-regarded by his Bank of America Merrill Lynch colleagues and fellow interns in London, the German's bright future was so ironically snuffed out because he was doing what any earnest job-seeker would do - putting in the punishing long hours and the required slog to get himself into the fraternity.

For him, that was a mind-boggling 72 hours straight, apparently. If that was true, it sounds totally crazy - flogging your brain to work non-stop like that, without thinking about the damage it wrecks on your body; much like revving an engine and not believing the motor will overheat.

Call it ambition, passion or plain foolhardiness, no one should die working.

Former interns say working long hours is a rite of passage; you haven't earned your stripes if you haven't pulled an all-nighter. Others say it's a competition to impress, and interns sometimes pretend to be hard at work and hang around the office so they can be seen.

Either way, it can be said that if you want the job badly enough, you'll do whatever it takes. Because quite frankly, as an intern with no life experience and even less work experience, what can you bring to the table except your youthful vitality and a willingness to take on anything thrown at you?

Desperate for the experience, some young people practically beg to intern for free. I was lucky that I got $600 when, fresh out of film school, I had an opportunity to be an intern on a movie set for a month.

In that one month, I slept an average of four hours a night. I blew all my hard-earned money on cabs to rush me to work in the morning if I had overslept, and to ferry a weary me home at the end of a typical 17-hour-day.

I did the grunt work every day, seven days a week - carrying heavy equipment up and down long flights of stairs, buying meals for the cast and crew, directing traffic and getting abused by disgruntled drivers.

I ate at odd hours of the day, sometimes not eating at all. I dropped 5 kg over those four weeks.

But when you are 23, you don't think about what you're doing to your health: you think you're indestructible.

You can pull an all-nighter and still go clubbing the next day. All-nighters are what you used to pull in school not that long ago whenever examiniation season rolled around. Then, all you needed were Mars bars and Coke to keep you going.

I probably battered my body pretty badly in that one month - although I haven't noticed any signs of long-term damage - but I was at least thankful that I wasn't stuck in an office doing completely irrelevant or boring things, like photocopying reams of documents, licking envelopes or making coffee.

Plus, I was actually getting paid.

But invincibility wears thin with age.

While I cannot fathom going for 72 hours at a stretch, I remember vividly the day I hit my record nearly 10 years ago.

That day, I clocked 24 hours in the newsroom as I race to put out a 20-page special supplement.

By 8 the next morning, I was convinced my speech was starting to slur, I felt like I was 'floating' around the room, and I wondered if I was of sound mind to drive myself home to take a much-needed shower.

I crashed onto my bed post-shower relieved that what seemed like an endless work day was finally over and the product had gone to print - and woke up fours later to go back to the office.

These days, I can barely keep my eyes open past 3 am no matter how many cups of coffee I've downed. I take days to recover from writing late into the night. And as I type this at 2.43 am, I'm acutely aware that there will be hell to pay in the morning and I'm not going to like what I see when I look into the mirror.

Erhardt paid the ultimate price for thinking he was unbreakable. But no job is worth abusing yourself for.

- By [Tan Dawn Wei], from [SundayLife!], 8 Sep 2013

Tuesday, September 03, 2013

A Day Out Of The House...

On a whim, I've decided to make an attempt to revive this blog... Perhaps writing a diary could indeed be therapeutic... Well, I think I've read somewhere tt writing down your thoughts could help you sort & organize them or something along tt lines... LOL... Yep, after I made tt statement, I went to [Google] whether there're any benefits to writing a journal / diary...

& indeed there were, so I've successfully assured myself tt I didn't remember the wrong stuff...

& @ this rate of checking every claim tt I made, I'm so gonna get distracted from blogging... HAHA...

I shall try my best to focus in this day & age where technology has effectively shortened the attention span of everyone to mere seconds... Or to a mere 140 characters...

Anyway, over the weekend, [Saturday] to be really precise, I kinda forced myself to step out of the house & to socialise...

Oh, but before tt, I had a job interview to attend to @ [Joo Koon]... Yeah, the company's operating on a 5.5 day wk & despite how unappealing working on alternate [Sats] can be, I've resolved to just suck it up & look on the bright side of things: The opportunity to learn & obtain REAL HR related work experience...

Yeah... After going for countless job interviews & not being successful in all of them, I'm seriously being tested on my ability to be optimistic... Tt things will get better eventually & I'll get a good job soon...

I just need a recruiter to be willing to take tt chance to give my blank sheet of paper a try... In the meantime, I need to someone to help me to market myself... So much for being a [Biz] major huh... *Dry laugh*

Anyways, after the interview ended, I decided to walk the distance of 2 bus stops - according to [Google Maps], it's around 950m - instead of taking the bus as walking would allow me to (1) save some cents, (2) exercise and (3) kill some time before my next appointment, which is scheduled to begin @ [1400 hrs]...

I arrived @ [Orchard] stn kinda early (duh), so I decided to just walk around [ION] aimlessly before getting kinda bored with it & simply decided to just stone around the stn...

Quite a no. of ppl tt're attending the lunch meeting were late & the fact tt I was starting to get a little hungry made the wait kinda a little unbearable... A hungry man's an angry man what... Haha...

I did attempt to get to know the guys who arrived early & did some small talk here & there... But tt's abt it... I'm still unwilling to go all out like exchange nos. or make empty promises to 'keep in touch'...

Not tt it really matters... I think the whole pt is to just get to know more ppl & be acquainted with those ppl, never mind tt contacts were not exchanged...  If I were to bump into any of them again in the future, then good for me... Otherwise, I shall just move on...

Okay, more abt this later... Lemme get back to recounting my lunch exp...

I kinda made a mistake during lunch... I decided to go for the ice-cream buffet instead of ordering a normal main course... I mean, it's kinda of a waste to be not have the ice-cream buffet when you're @ [ION]'s [Swensen's] - the only [Swensen's] where you can have an ice-cream buffet... It's a mistake because by ordering a buffet when everyone's not doing so, I just forced myself to leave the table every now & then to get more food & this translates to me missing out on certain parts of the conversation every now & then...

This reminds me of the talk tt I went to regarding biz etiquette during the job fair a couple of wks ago... Tt even though it's a lunch event, the 'lunch' part is really sort of an excuse...

Lesson learned...

When the lunch ended, most of the guys decided to head over for the [Indignation] event, but I couldn't tag along cause I've already decided to attend [OC]'s [We Are Family]... I initially wanted to walk to [Chinatown], from [Orchard], but I decided against it as I definitely wouldn't be able to make it within 1 hr... Instead, I followed the guys to [Clarke Quay] before walking... What can I say, I really like to walk... LOL...

The [OC] event was partially insightful, as I got to know a little more abt the gay scene in [Malaysia], as well as what it's like being gay in a country tt's more conservative... Event aside, I was kinda surprised to see a familiar face - [WX] - attending the event & during the break, we sort of did a little catching up...

It's amazing tt it has indeed been more than a yr when I 1st got to know him... I still remember tt we hung out @ the [Marina Bay] area then & I got to see some fireworks due to the [NDP] rehearsals... =)

This time, after the [OC] event, we hung out again & we 1st made our way to [Bugis+] cause [WX] wanted to nom on [Poulet]... I was still kinda full from my ice-cream buffet, so I simply settled on some caramalised apple tart tt comes with a scoop of vanilla ice-cream... For [$7.80], I think it's not really worth the money... The bread pudding, for a dollar less, was really nice & more filling la...

After the dinner, [WX] accompanied me to the [Singapore Night Festival] & boy was I glad tt I actually asked him to join me... Otherwise, I probably wouldn't be able to navigate around the festival cause some of the roads were really dark, esp @ the [National Museum of Singapore], where there were no street lighting @ all...

My main purpose was to check out the magic show by [JC Sum] & [Magic Babe Ning], but since we were kinda early, [WX] was really awesome to bring me to check out the other stuff tt's happening @ the night festival, particularly the various light shows..

When it was time for the magic show, we managed to secure a good spot to watch it... Or rather, there wasn't any tall ppl in front of where I stood, so I was able to get a good view of the stage... Then again, it's an aerial escape act tt the 2 magicians were performing, so even if I couldn't see the stage, tt's not very impt anyway...

The straitjacket escape act was cool to watch... But it wasn't very exciting cause the burning rope tt the magicians were dangling from were really thick & I reckon tt it'll take longer than the 3 plus mins tt the magicians took to escape from their straitjackets before it burns to the pt of snapping...

& I'm sure [WX]'s explanation of the tricks involved sort of took some of the excitement away too... Then again, I do already know tt there's some form of trick involved in these kinda magic / escape acts...

[WX] suggested tt we checked out the [Absolute Canvas] exhibition after the magic show & I agreed since such exhibitions don't happen tt often & since I'm already @ the museum's entrance, might as well, right???

The exhibition was on [Absolute Vodka] & it showcased the various bottle designs around the world... There were even some limited edition bottles on display... They were touted as the 'holy grail' of [Absolute Vodkas] & they supposedly have a price tag of > $150k...

As i walked around the exhibition, I cursed myself for not bringing along a camera... My phone bat's dying & using the tablet to take pics is just stupid... Actually, I don't really like to use my smart devices as a camera cause I find tt the quality isn't as great...

The lack of any anti-shake function always result in the pics being blurry... Zzz... =S

Overall, it was nice attempting to be artsy & check out the really interesting stuff @ the night festival... I've already made up my mind to do this again next yr... Wheee~!!! ^_^

Sunday, June 16, 2013

Virtual Dinner Talk...

A recent Singapore study found that children using smartphones and tablets are prone to tempter tantrums and bad posture.

I didn't need scientists to tell me that high-tech e- devices destroy emotional and social intelligence. An average meal with my tech-savvy family quickly shows why the world should rage against the machine.

I miss the good old days when diners brought only themselves to the table. Nowadays, they arrive with one or more electronic appendages, eyes glued to the screen rather than whatever spread the chef of the day has decided to present. My mother is the worst offender, even on days when she cooks.

It is only when someone (usually me) complains: 'It's getting cold!' that the diners grunt, sending a final few messages before placing their smartphones down with the attitude of a gunslinger setting his weapon aside in hostile territory.

It takes a while for the glaze to dissipate from their eyes and the brain to switch from virtual social-networking mode to real-time socialising (also known as conversation).

Yet, it will inevitably be only a few seconds before one or more phones let out a buzz or chirp. All grab their devices to check who has been so summoned and - regardless of who really got that text or Facebook like or advertisement for making $$$ in your spare time - transform instantly into a hunched-over Medusa-stunned statue, motionless except for rapidly moving eyes and fingers.

The device-less diners (usually me) take a deep breath and count to 30. Twice.

'Pass the salt.' I say.

'Mmm.'

'Your sleeve is in the soup.'

'Mmm.'

'Aren't you done yet? It's rude to use your phone at the table.'

'Mmm? But it's work / your aunt / someone with the same name as your uncle's old school friend / a wrong number that I think I recognise.' comes the reply in tones of sweet reasonableness.

'Do you absolutely have to respond now or can it wait the 20 minutes until we finish dinner?'

'Mmm.' The offender completes his or her message and finally looks up - only to grab the phone again within seconds. 'Oh look, they responded so quickly. It would be rude not to reply as fast.'

Once upon a time, my family had an iron-clad rule against bringing books to the table. Avid readers all, we fell so deeply into the stories that we forgot to have conversations. And our sleeves kept getting wet with curry.

For similar reasons, when I was growing up, we rarely watched TV with dinner. We sat around the dining table talking, or quarrelling, or playing singing games until late at night.

Smartphones and tablets have somehow slipped past these rules. Some friends think this is because smart devices may aid conversation. Forgot the name of the city you went to on holiday? A quick search of Google Maps will reveal which of three possible places it could be. Want to recommend a good book or movie? Show the Amazon ranking or play a trailer on YouTube.

These same friends believe that quality time means meeting up in a big gang at restaurants, where we each quietly bend over individual devices and play networked games. 'The conversation hasn't stopped, it's just moved online,' is the excuse.

Mmm. Am I alone then in believing that conversation is about more than exchanging words, it is about reading body language and exchanging those subtle, inaudible physical signals which reassure companions that they are noticed, valued and even loved?

A common sight at restaurants these days is a family of four all glued to their devices. I wonder whether these parents have estimated the possible cost of such peace and quiet at the dinner table. These are the situations in which children learn to hold conversations with their elders - at least, I did - and are quietly reassured that their woes will find a listening ear within the family.

I have no objections to smartphones and tablets making their appearance during business meetings. In many cases, these devices are absolutely necessary. Sales staff pitching a new product or story might need to show a presentation, or, during an internal meeting, staff might need online research tools to quickly unearth pertinent contributions.

Yet a geek friend of mine made a telling point recently. Her job is after-sales care for high-tech software of the sort that is used only by other geeks in equally technical professions. Since the software is often upgraded, her company has been trying for a while to convince users in Asia to subscrive to free online post-upgrade tutorials, which staff conduct in person via a video network connection. But oddly, their custonmers, all erudite e-device users, would rather pay for my friend and her colleagues to show up in person and teach. When it comes to truly important discussions, it seems nothing reassures like face-to-face interaction.

Indeed, I have noticed that when work-related meetings reach a crucial moment, devices are absent or even ostentatiously stowed away. The absence of these devices is telling: It sends the strongest of signals that right here, right now, nothing is more important than focusing on the physical presence of the person to be appeased.

When friends and loved ones whip out their smartphones and tablets, the signal given consciously or unconsciously is that the bodies around them no longer matter. Even if it is for only one second, it is a second that can communicate a world of hurt.

Increasingly, I feel isolated even when surrounded by friendly faces. Each is in his own little online world sending smileys to strangers while I wait for eye contact and a grin.

It reminds me of an advertisement I once saw, exhorting people to put their mobile devices away and interact with friends and family instead. The almost silent fottage showed people gazing intently at tablets and smartphones, while next to them, their parents, children and lovers turned invisible.

When I told an offending friend this over coffee, she was silent for a while. 'It sounds intense,' she said finally. 'You should share that video. I bet I can find it online,' she added, hunching immediately over her smartphone.

On the plus side, she didn't notice as I ate all her cake. There are a few perks to being invisible.

- By [Akshita Nanda], taken from [SundayLife!], 16 Jun 2013

Saturday, May 04, 2013

New Beginnings...

It has indeed been ages since I last blogged... I guess with the various forms of social media such as [FaceBook] & [Twitter] where I can post my thoughts & obtain almost instant feedback, there doesn't seem much of a pt to blog when I've to wait days for my friends to reply / comment on my thoughts...

Yes, I've a strong sense of present bias, apparently...

Yesterday was the 1st & last of my exams for the sem... & with tt, my university life has officially come to an end... Unlike the previous times when I transit through different stages of [SG]'s formal education system, this time, I'll be entering the working world... I've never liked the working a.k.a adult world... Ideas of 'responsibilities', 'insurance', 'office politics', 'networking' all seem to be associated with the adult world & I want no part of those...

I prefer to remain in the status quo... To study... To gain new knowledge... To forever be around 20+ yrs old hot young men...

My resistance to change is showing...

Anyway, I'm motivated to do this entry by [Steph]... She mentioned tt since she is currently 'unemployed', she shall start a blog entry detailing her 1st 30 days of unemployment... To log down the struggles tt she'll no doubt be experiencing as she attempt to gain employment...

I'm pretty sure tt the 1st few days of her entries (assuming tt she's really serious), will not be THAT depressing... Considering tt she's planning a hiking trip to the [Southern Ridges] this coming [Wed] & a staycation the following wk... I'm also involved in both of those activities, so this few wks of unemployment will be rather happening for myself too... LOL...

Anyway, after hearing what [Steph] was planning to do, I thought to myself, 'Maybe I should do some blog entries too... After all, I haven't been blogging for ages already...'

'Maybe I could also improve on my English...'

& so this blog is revived... Partially... I do realised tt the layout's kinda sucky... I've never had a flair for design, so I'm not gonna bother abt it... Though it's quite tempting to revert back to the previous skins tt I've used instead of changing them to new ones...

Then again, I just checked my com & I noticed tt I didn't save (or I lost) the codes for the skins tt I've previously used... HAIZZZZZ... ='(

Back to yesterday...

[Steph] mentioned tt she was going to town for lunch... To be even more precise, she's gonna be dining @ [Mandarin Gallery]... I decided to tag along since I've never been to [Mandarin Gallery] before... Mountain tortoise TTM, I know...

[Jones The Grocer] was the restaurant tt we went to & boy was the food there ex... Okay, it's in [Mandarin Gallery], so I shouldn't even be surprised tt it's pricey... So being the poor student (or rather, unemployed dude) tt I was, I was really trying to find something cheap & edible... A bowl of soup seems too little for a meal & I doubt I can survive on tt till my other dinner date @ 1900 hrs...

The end result??? I settled for some mushroom & chicken pie, & a cuppa hot chocolate with mint... I'm totally loving the latter cause THERE'S MINT!!! I absolutely love anything with mint in them... LOL...

I actually forgot the purpose of why [Steph]'s actually heading to [Jones The Grocer] when I placed my order... My memory was jolted when the waitress served us with a bowl of mushroom soup...

'Oh yeah, [Steph]'s here cause of her friend who's working as a chef...'

Yeah, so I ended up with a complimentary shroom soup too... It's those thick shroomy kinda soup... Not the creamy ones, which I like... HAHA... Well, it's a good thing tt I got the complimentary soup cause my pie's kinda puny so the soup kinda added the additional sustenance tt my stomach needed to survive for the next 5 hrs or so...

Oh, there's also a complimentary dessert by [Steph]'s friend... I was kinda paiseh to like leech on [Steph]'s contacts, so I ended up suggesting ordering 1 dessert to share since [Steph]'s kinda full too & I'm trying not to overeat on desserts least I really end up inflating since my metabolism is supposedly on the decline now tt I've reached the age of 25...

So we had a blackforest cake & the cake was kinda unique since there's banana in it too... I'm not a foodie, so I shall not go into the details of it cause my account's probably highly inaccurate...

It was also really nice of [Steph]'s friend to give us a staff discount of 20%, so it wasn't really tt painful on my wallet after all... LOL... XD

Met up with [DH] & [Mich] after lunch & the 4 of us subsequently went walking around [Orchard Rd]... Well, I was mainly doing the walking & checking into [4Square]... The other gals did some shopping... It was good company to banter...

I even stopped by [A&F] to check out the cologne... I just might consider buying it... I kinda like the scent, though I must remember not to spam it... It kinda gets a little unbearable if it's too strong...

Wow... I'm actually contemplating using a cologne... HAHA...

Okay... Actually, the main pt of me actually stepping into [A&F] is to check out the topless model... & BOY WAS THE MODEL STATIONED @ THE ENTRANCE EPICLY HOT... For the past 3 visits or so, the models had always been of 'meh' quality... Sure they've abs & everything... But the looks aren't just my cuppa tea, as much as eye candies go... But the model yesterday!!! GAWD... I seriously wanted to touch his abs, chests & arms... Basically any exposed skin area... HAHA... XD

In the end, I simply just ogled @ him from afar & didn't muster enough courage to take a pic with him...

I'm now full of REGRETS...

Around [1900 hrs], I headed to [PS] with the intention to borrow some novels, but tt didn't work out cause the books were still on loan... Bummer...

Then I met up with some dudes from the [BW Forum] for meal... There were some familiar faces, so it wasn't tt awkward... & I managed somehow managed to get comfy & chat with some of them...

I ended up not eating cause I wasn't exactly hungry, so @ [Hifumi], I settled for the free flow of drinks while the rest had the usual proper set meal tt comes with a main course & free flow of noms from the appetizer bar...

1 of my eye candy was there & it was kinda nice to chat with him... But it was slightly marred by the fact tt i think he's taken... *Sigh*

I overheard the other guys talking & they were commenting tt he's seeing some other equally cute dude while we were waiting @ the train station & MY HEART SANK when I digested tt info... Like, damn!!! Just when I thought I finally had the chance to try hitting on a guy... HAIZZZZZ... =(

Oh well, the overall dinner exp was great & I'm working my way to knowing those dudes better... Get more acquainted with the gay community so I don't feel so left out...

Tt said, I should re-consider volunteering @ [OC] again... This time, really put things into motion...



Sunday, June 24, 2012

Dissipating Fog...

Yesterday, I participated yet again in another [OC] event... It was held in @ [Raffles Place] area & as usual, I arrived early, so I decided to do a little walking & exploration of the area in general before heading to [Singapore Human Resource Institute]...

I got more than I bargained for with tt decision to walk cause I ended up getting a little overwhelmed by the network of underpass tt connects a few of the office buildings with the [MRT] station... I decided not to go above ground to the [Promontory] cause @ around [1320 hrs], the sun is unbearable & I better listen to the doc & not move in the sun too much for fear of damaging my already damaged eyes...

I was following the underpass from [Exit I] & I ended up walking pass this building tt's called [The Sails] & some residential building... When I saw tt a residential area exists IN THE [CBD] area, I was like, 'Da hell?!' I mean, you've gotta be bloody rich to be able to afford living there... Then again, if you're working in the [Marina Bay] area, where all the financial entities are situated, I guess you probably have wayyyyyy too much money tt you've no idea where to throw it anyway... *Envies*

I reached the starting pt of [Marina Link Mall] before I needed to turn back & head to where I was supposed to be, which resulted in me being too early... Again...

So instead of entering [SHRI], I decided to lurk outside the entrance, looking @ the brochures tt're on display for a while before entering...  Effectively, I was trying to blend into the walls, but it wasn't really working & I was trying not to freak & look like a retard when the lift dinged & spewed out another dude...

It wasn't helping tt when I took a sneak peek of him, he was kinda hot... & since he's attending the same event as me, there's no doubt abt his sexuality & tt simply threw me into the 'lovestruck schoolgirl mode'... The dude hesitate a moment before deciding to enter the office & I was debating if I should follow suit when the lift dinged again & spewed out another dude...

Deciding tt I'm no longer gonna stand @ the entrance like a retard, I hurriedly entered, registered & made my way into the function room... There [Mr. Good Looking] was, seated... I cautiously approached where he was seated & almost plopped myself in 2 seats away from him before reconsidering & move to sit beside him...

& tt was the end... I subsequently took my phone out to distract myself by checking into [4Square]... Tt only lasted for a while before I was resigned to stare @ the facilitators of the event, trying my hardest not to stare @ [Mr. Good Looking]... Another participant came & sat on the other side of [Mr. Good Looking] & after much nudging from the facilitators, both of them attempted some form of a conversation...

I could've jumped into the conversation & network, but for some reason, I was frozen, so all I did was listen to their conversation... Slowly, more guys came & I was just stoning, trying to hide somewhere but failing miserably...

The time came for the 1st activity where all of us have to really talk to one another & everyone seemed to be having a conversation with someone except me & [Mr. Good Looking], the 2 of us just started talking... & I get to know a little bit abt him... Of course, tt wasn't enough & due to time constrain, I didn't get to know him better & I had to move on to interact with more ppl...

I'm still working on the interacting with ppl part cause everytime when it drifted to the awkward silence part & I know it's time to move on, I just don't know how to react & make a nice exit... Walking away abruptly looks rude, so more often than not, I just stand there & stone while conversations continue on around me...

Okay, note to self: Devise an exit strategy for future conversations...


Anyway, the event yesterday was on the topic of coming out to family... & the discussion has been really thought provoking... When it comes to the part where I've to place myself in my parents' shoes, I can't really think of anything tt would make them react badly to my sexuality...

Religion isn't there to say tt I'm going to hell for it... I'm sure my parents know tt [HIV] isn't like casting [Death] & I'm just gonna drop dead on the spot... So really, it got me thinking why am I so fearful??? Just a couple of days ago when the doc @ [SNEC] discussed abt the possibility of me getting a white cane, my dad seemed to take it in his stride & even felt tt it's a good thing for me to be trained in using the white cane & to know a little bit of braille for identification purposes...

So much for me thinking tt they'll be adamant abt me needing such aids... *Snorts*

Yep, so they could also not react badly... & while it seems logical, tt unexplainable & irrational part of me just refuse to understand tt... & with the knowledge tt some other participants in the discussion had parents reacting badly, just seem to magnify tt fear...

We also discussed on how to come out to our parents & certain prep work is required... The 1st is to test the waters before dropping hints... I'm not sure when I should start testing the waters, but I'm feeling tt it should be soon cause it's indeed mentally draining having so many different sides of myself & trying not to let those parts of myself & the respective circle of friends collide with one another...

All in all, it has got me thinking abt the predicament tt I'm in & it has also spurred me to toy with the idea of volunteering for [OC]... After attending a few of those events & feeling how liberating to be able to actually be myself, I'm craving for tt environment again & volunteering allows me to gain access to tt... @ the same time, I could also expand my social circle, have more ppl to discuss what I'm going thru & basically feel tt I'm not alone in this...

Well, when the event ended, I once again engaged in my horrible habit of taking eons to decide... In this case, I was thinking if I should ask [Mr. Good Looking] if he would like to hang out with another participant, of course & get to know 1 another...

I hesitated too long & he left... So now all I have was the regret tt I should've opened my mouth & asked...

Anyway, so I ended up having another participant accompany me after the event... We first headed to [Lau Pa Sat] so tt I could get my dinner & him something light to much on... I wasn't intimidated by him so we managed to really talked & I got to know more abt him & how he deals with his sexuality... He was also really comfortable sharing more things abt him... Aiya, he was doing most of the talking & I was simply happy to listen...

After tt, we took a walk around the [Marina Bay] area cause I told him tt I'm really unfamiliar with the area (the excuse tt I wanna know where the underpass leads to came into handy here) & he offered to sort of show me around the place...

The best part of it all??? We stumbled upon the [NDP] rehearsal as we arrived @ the [Promontory] & so we decided to stayed there to view both the light show & the fireworks...


Fireworks Fireworks (5) Fireworks (4) Fireworks (3) Fireworks (2)

Good thing he suggested tt or I'll never know how exciting it was to see those jet planes flying over our heads or seeing fireworks personally...

Okay, side note: I know the pics suck... I totally didn't know tt the reaction time for the camera's so freaking slow... Like press le, then 1 sec later it snaps the pic... By then, the fireworks are gone & it's only the black sky tt was being captured... Zzz... -_-"'

By the time we actually decide to move out from [Promontory] it was like [2045 hrs] & everything around the [Raffles Place] area was closed, so there's no way [WX] could've found anything to eat nearby... He subsequently decided on going to [Bugis], but I couldn't really stay out too late, so we parted ways then... I kinda feel bad not accompanying him for his dinner considering tt he was nice enough to spend tt entire evening accompanying me... Urgh... X_X

Saturday, June 16, 2012

Taking A Peek Out Of The Closet...

My past few entries have been nth but interesting news articles tt I've chanced upon on the rare occasion tt I actually bother with the newspapers... Not tt I've nth to blog abt... I do... It's just tt my thoughts have always been really jumbled & I see no pt in blogging a short paragraph of thoughts when [Twitter] seems to be able to serve tt purpose more effectively...

The other reason tt I used to blog frequently was tt it appealed to my need for attention... Sometimes it's hard to really pour out my feelings in front of my friends & I would rather they find out how I'm feeling thru this medium... However, most of the ppl in [The Gang] has since got over the allure of blogging in pursuit of more instant gratification... So while tt kinda discouraged me a little in blogging (I mean, if no one bothers abt this, then it's as good as keeping a physical diary & I'm never a diary kinda person), there're still instances when I actually wanna unload just to the interwebz... I guess a small part of me hoped tt if I were to write everything down, my thought would be more coherent & as a result of tt, I would be able to see things in a better perspective, get enlightened...

As much as I hate writing reports & stuff, I can actually get really long winded when I get carried away, which I kinda foresee will happen in this entry...

I've never actually given up [MapleStory]... There were a few periods of time tt I actually grew bored with it & took a hiatus from it, but when new content came out or when I'm sufficiently deprived of games, I'll always go back to this game... Well, this is no surprise considering tt I'm never a huge fan of change...

Ice & Brak (8) This was when [XP]'s still playing the game like half a yr back... The monster transformation pots are totally useless, but in the name of fun... Well, can't blame us for trying it & taking some SS, right??? Haha...

Green Mushroom Transformation O-k-a-y, the actual [Green Mushrooms] tt you see roaming around [Maple World] doesn't have the du lan kinda look, so IDK why the transformation pot makes tt kinda face... LOL...

Dragon Transformation I was truly amazed by this dragon... In this case, you'll get transformed into a [Dragon] & you can fly yourself to the [Temple Of Time]... A training area tt's totally not suitable for my lv... Nonetheless, it was exciting to discover new stuff like every now & then, rather than grind & lv what what most players do...

IcEFoRcE (18) I'm just showing off tt I was able to complete the entire outfit tt can only be obtained during [Maple]'s 7th anniversary event tt's still ongoing... The eq set has a lv req of 70 & the stat bonuses is already wayyyyyy better than the normal eqs tt I was using tt has a lv req of 90... Okay, tt's not surprising consigering tt the former is some limited time only items...

Tt's my short snippet of what I've been up to recently, apart from drooling over [Ian Somerhalder] from [TVD] every night... Yep, tt's my new routine for the hols: Work, [TVD], [Maple]... Extremely effective in keeping me preoccupied... & once I'm done with [TVD], I'm just gonna replace it with [Gintama]... *Grins* ^_^

Okay, I guess I should stop stalling & get to the content proper...

I recently completed the movie [Prayers For Bobby] & read the novel of the same title & I've been doing quite a bit of thinking ever since... Trust me, apart  from doing internal debates with myself as to whether I should buy a particular piece clothing, I've never really been brooding over any other issues for this long, ever...

It's actually an account of the mother of a gay son, how she came to accept her son's sexuality a few yrs after his suicide, starting from her questioning the [Christianity] doctrine up to the time where she became an activist for gay rights... The book also gave an insight to [Bobby]'s life from his diary... The movie made me wept several times as certain scenes were seriously touching... One of them was @ the ending:



Naturally, the movie deviated slightly from the novel, but tt's not really impt... What's impt was tt the novel really provided an insight to [Bobby]'s struggle by printing excerpts from his diary... This was something tt the movie couldn't portray & what [Bobby] wrote to a certain extent, mirrors my own struggles...

@ the end of the day, it all boils down to 1 thing... Not finding someone to settle down with (I'm too introverted to be capable of tt)... Possibly more sex (I'm a guy after all)... But rather, just to feel accepted & tt I belong...

It is really placing a strain on myself tt I've to pretend or erect a facade as to who I truly am... Among family members as well as new acquaintances... I'm longing for the day when I can be open abt my desires & not feel like some freak... I did experienced tt kinda feeling on a few occasions, by participating in some [Oogachaga] events and boy were those experiences liberating... For those few hrs, not only could I talk abt issues tt've been bugging me, but I could be understood... The later is something which I doubt my straight friends, no matter how open they are, will be able to understand or relate...

Another thing abt not hiding who I truly am is tt I wouldn't have to lie to my family when I attend those [OC] events... This is another thing tt's been troubling me for a while already... Currently, I feel tt it's inevitable tt I've to constantly spin web of lies to cover my tracks when I'm attending those [OC] events & this makes me feel like I'm doing something dodgy, like I'm committing a crime or something... I feel bad abt constantly telling them the untruths & worse, I'm afraid tt they might one day discover tt I've been deceiving them before I'm ready to come out to them... Of course, by coming out to them, I've to also admit tt I've been deceiving them & tt's like a double whammy...

I know I've managed to survive keeping this side of myself a secret for a while now, but I've no idea if I can still do this when I've finally opened up myself a little to socialise & to attempt to know more gay men... Or actually try to muster up sufficient courage to chat a guy up... It seems like my time in uni is like the best time to know more ppl & yet, being in the closet is kinda keeping me back from doing so...

I'm kinda confused & I can feel the pressure building up within me to come out... Yet I need to stay logical & play my cards right to minimize the potential dmges...

*Sigh* Urgh... My homosexuality is beginning to overshadow the other parts of me... & it seems like this entry didn't really help clear my head...  Will it really get better??? o_O

Sunday, April 22, 2012

So Beautiful, It Hurts

Life is sometimes not beautiful, if you are beautiful. That is what Singapore's good-lookers say, in comments that may have the less genetically blessed rolling their eyes.

While their looks have helped open doors, their appearance has also made them the target of catty remarks and even wrecked friendships, say beautiful people interviewed by LifeStyle.

Sure, these pretty faces find it easier to skip the line at a club, break the ice when meeting new people or even get an extra serving of food at the hawker centre.

But MTV VJ Holly Grabarek, 22, recalls being stunned after a secondary school classmate told her that people liked her only because she was pretty.

'I felt judged and had no comeback for that,' she says, adding that her mother has always taught her not to get too caught up with her appearance.

The affable Grabarek, whose pan-Asian looks come from her Polish-American dad and Sinhalese-Chinese mum, qualifies that she does not think of herself as beautiful, though she has been told that she is 'nice-looking'.

She adds that she puts in more effort to be friendly so as not to be stereotyped as arrogant or intimidating because of her looks.

The ugly side of beauty is in the spotlight after a British columnist, Samantha Brick, wrote a piece in the Daily Mail newspaper earlier this month with the headline, There Are Downsides To Looking This Pretty: Why Woman Hate Me For Being Beautiful.

Her claim that women hated her just because of her looks created a global controversy. Brick said that female bosses singled her out at work for the way she dressed and labelled her a distraction to male employees; that she was passed over for a leadership course at work due to 'jealousy'; and that friends stopped inviting her to  their homes if she struck up a rapport with their husbands.

Some of Singapore's own bodacious bunch echoed her workplace woes.

The striking Ms Fiona Rankine, 45, admits that as a young woman, she played down her looks to make sure she was taken seriously at work. She wore glasses and dressed conservatively, and was diligent in her reading and research to always be prepared at meetings.

'I wanted to be viewed as a serious worker and not just a pretty face,' she says, adding that she was working in the male-dominated aerospace and defence industry at the time.

Now that she is older, it is a relief that people focus on her work experience rather than her looks.

Handsome Khalid Badib, 27, who works at a private equities firm, says that while he does get more attention from employers during interviews, it makes him feel awkward. 'The attention is good, but I don't want people to think that I got the job because of looks and not merit,' he says.

Still, it is a beautiful problem that many would envy, especially as The Economist magazine last year reported that the incomes of women and men in the United States who were deemed good-looking exceeded those of their less attractive counterparts by and average of 8 and 4 percent.

Career consultant Paul Heng says: 'In an ideal world, looks would not play a part in whether a person gets the job. But we shouldn't kid ourselves. In some jobs, especially the frontline types, looks could be essential to securing a contract or a deal.'

Ms. Linda Fulford, managing director of Singapore firm Fulford Public Relations, agree, adding: 'I'd like to say being good-looking doesn't matter, but judgments are made very quickly about people. If an attractive person walks into the room, he generally gets more attention. But he has to back it up with deliverance to show what he is about.'

Indeed, those with the X-factor say that a pretty face has helped them make headway in their careers, particularly in jobs such as sales, where first impressions count.

Entrepreneur Fergus Tan, 29, who was a banker with UOB Privilege banking, says that his looks made him more approachable to clients and they paid him more attention. In turn, that helped him hit above-average sales figures.

'Generally, clients are not so guarded because you don't look like you are going to cheat them. Sometimes, the world is a little bit superficial in that sense,' he says.

Engineer Christian Eber, 33, says his looks did help when he had to do door-to-door sales of his company's products and services. 'I guess getting an appointment with the secretaries of potential clients was easier,' he says with a laugh.

Because his wife sometimes gets uncomfortable about the attention he gets from women, the father of one is always quick to bring up his younger daughter in conversations and makes sure that any meeting with female clients takes place before 9 pm.

More minefields loom in other social situations too.

Miss Singapore Universe 2009 Rachel Kum, 27, says that in Hong Kong, where looks can help you get ahead of the line at nightclubs, she has been waved through, while her less attractive friends were denied that same privilege. 'I felt really horrible about it, but I usually try to wrangle the person in or I won't go in without them,' she says.

She adds that her looks make it harder for her to make female friends, as they often feel threatened b her.

He-man types do not have it all their own way, either. Martial arts instructor Juan Wen Jie, 28, may have chiselled features ad a buff build, but these has made him a party-pooper - he has been told by friends to back off from women they like so as not to ruin their chances.

Mr Gideon Tan, 20, who is self-employed, also feels that jealousy over his elfin, androgynous looks has also caused some acquaintances to keep a distance from him.

Similarly, tension has flared between actor Shane Mardjuki, 32, and his friends, especially if he is supposed to play wingman - the guy who helps another man chat up women. 'Sometimes, the girls would go for me instead of the man I was supposed to be wingman for. My friend would get a little upset, but if it's my goal to be wingman, I will keep pushing the atention to my friend,' he says.

Sociologist Paulin Straughan notes that good-lookers' belief that people hate them or feel threatened by them might not be grounded in reality.

'By thinking people are jealous of them, it could be a subconscious way of rationalising roadblocks in their relationships or careers. So it puts them on guard and sets off vibes which trigger negative reactions from those around them. It could be a catch-22 situation,' she says.

Still, these pretty people feel that more often than not, their looks work for, rather than against them, and they are not afraid to work that body, baby.

For example, beauty queen Kum is the face of her own cosmetics line, Rachel K. 'If I look good, people will immediately link that to my products and know that they can trust the product,' she says.

As Mardjuki puts it: 'Looks do matter and it doesn't hurt your chances one bit. You have to use whatever tools you have at your disposal and play whatever cards you have.'

- By [Kimberly Spykerman] & [Cheryl Faith Wee], taken from [The Sunday Times LifeStyle], 22 Feb 2012

It's interesting how news articles with topics that I'm covering for my mods always pop up when my mod's over... The 1st few lessons of my [MNO3313J] class discussed the personality side of employees' misbehavior & 1 of the readings tt I had to read was titled [Ugly Criminals]... In tt research paper, it was concluded tt ugly ppl are more likely to misbehave, engaging in organizational deviance, excluding white collar crimes (surprisingly, these crimes are committed by good looking people instead)... The article highlighted a couple of reasons why this could be so, how good looking people were given more opportunities to excel... As a result, the ugly people, with lesser to lose, would be more willing to commit organizational deviance...

Tt's the gist of it & I admit, my summary might not be THAT accurate considering tt it's been almost 3 mths since I've last read tt article, so I'm bound to forget bits & pieces of the content... Of course, I still have tt softcopy PDF file with me, but I'm not abt to re-read it just to blog abt it (not the main focus of this entry anyway)...

My prof also shared with us an article by the [The Economist] on how good-looking girls might be @ a disadvantage if they sent in their resume with their pic attached, while good-looking guys who do the same might find themselves having a higher chance of getting employed... Such is the reality of this world...

After reading all those articles, being not as genetically blessed as I hope I would be, I would think tt the pros of being good-looking far outweighs the cons of it... For starters, @ least I'll get lesser rejections when I attempt to chat some guys up in [Grindr]... Heck, I wouldn't mind having more guys trying to chat me up too... *Recall's [K]'s boasting abt his hundreds of unread [Grindr] requests when I've none*

Yes, I admit... I'm quite superficial...

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Lost...

The last post was approx. 2 mths ago & even so, it was simply to highlight a newspaper article tt I found interesting... Truth be told, it has been really long since I did an actual post, writing down my thoughts...

I could blame it on the likes of [FB] & [Twitter], giving me the opportunities to air my split sec thoughts as & when I want, instead of taking the trouble of logging into [Blogger] & spending anything more than 10 mins thinking of ways to compose an entry tt doesn't come across as being too boring, blah, meh, whatever you wanna call it...

The truth is less complex... I'm simply too lazy to actually spend the time & effort to come up with a long blog post tt I'm notorious for composing... It's apparent tt I've lost focus on the true focus of this blog... When I 1st started this blog, I wanted to keep this like my personal online diary, rather than a physical one... The latter is simply too much hassle... You've to like find a nice book, write nicely, and with my inability to actually come up with coherent thought like on the 1st attempt, it would mean lots of corrections and stuff... I'm sure if I were to really keep a diary, I'll be so pissed even before the end of the 1st entry tt I'll just toss the idea away... Now, with the online medium, I can delete when the words doesn't make sense & it doesn't leave much of a trace anyway... Plus I think I can type wayyyyy faster than I can write... The signs of me being overly reliant with my com & forsaking the pen altogether...

I sense myself starting to digress... Back to the topic, this was supposed to be my weekly haven where I pen down my thoughts... But over time, my focused changed... Friends started commenting & I seemed to want them to read my entries... So when the whole blogging craze seemed to die down within my group of friends and they stopped visiting this blog, I simply stopped writing as frequently as I used to...

I'm not really expecting anyone to read this now, but I simply need to have an avenue to air my thoughts to no one in particular... It beats talking to a wall & having everyone mistaking you for nuts...

Anyway, to be really frank, I've not a clue what to do with my life... It's like I've been studying for so long tt I'm starting to feel... Exhausted... I secretly hoped tt I can do something more with my life, but @ the same time, I'm unwilling to move out of my comfort zone... I keep bemoaning the fact tt I'm still single & available, yet I'm reluctant to actually jump head 1st into the circle & get to know more ppl... I've tried the online way of meeting ppl & more often than not, things just don't go my way... Tt should give any rational dude to hit the gym, get toned, get lean, get hitched... But do I see myself hitting the gym??? Not a bloody fat chance... I see myself as unfit, yet I'm unwilling to do anything to change tt...

I believe it's the insecurity tt's holding me back... Maybe I'm really nuts to think tt strangers @ the gym will be scrutinizing my every move & @ the 1st sign of blunder, they'll mock me... So I've totally regressed to the stage where my [Fujitsu] laptop is now my currently my best friend... [Dragonica] & [MapleStory] won't abandon me... Well, except for every [Wed] where it'll be down for maintenance... But this is a much better deal than having a r/s where you'll only be free to meet like once a wk...

*Sigh* I do recognize tt what I've said reflects how pathetic & boring my life is based on society's norms... & I'm rationalizing my actions...

I guess I need some time to clear my mind before certain perspectives become clear to me & my rainbow path is revealed... For now though, I guess I should take the baby step by 1st doing some stuff tt I've been procrastinating like since the beginning of time, like listening to webcasts & preparing for my [Jap 1] finals next Fri... Or doing the sch's feedback exercise... Or continue my quest to get an internship during the summer vacation, despite the preference to just stay @ home...

Sunday, February 19, 2012

Close Encounters With Tech Zombies

If you're wondering what to do this lazy Sunday, go to Youtube and watch what has become the latest Internet sensation since that video of a sneezing panda. Search Facebook Parenting.

The homemade clip features an eight-minute tirade by American father Tommy Jordon, who was so incensed by his teenage daughter's irresponsible use of Facebook - she'd posted disparaging comments about her family - that he decided to detail her sins to the Internet world. And as such things go, it has turned him into an overnight celebrity.

I think his mid-western swagger might have something to do with his newfound notoriety. In the video, he wears a wide brimmed hat, cowboy boots and puffs on a cigarette (probably a Marlboro). But wait, the best part comes at the end when he points a gun to his daughter's laptop on the ground.

'This right here is my .45,' he says before blowing the offending item to pieces. Some critics have since labelled him a trigger-happy redneck, a bad parent and even a psychopath.

But forget the prudes, Mr. Jordan, I'm behind you. After all, if I had a dollar for the number of times I've wanted to blast a gadget out of someone's hands, I'd have money coming out of my ears.

However, my gripe with teenagers and technology is slightly different. I haven't been the subject of a defamatory Facebook post, not yet anyway. But I truly believe that computers, smartphones, tablets and MP3 players have turned young people into zombies. Not the flesh-eating kind, that would be too exciting. I mean the devoid-of-soul kind.

Take for instance my experience last week, when my boyfriend and I had dinner with his extended family.

Deemed a generation younger than the 'proper' adults, the two of us were shoo-ed away to hold the fort at the 'kids' table'. We had for company three teenage cousins, a girl and two boys, who appeared surgically attached to their iPhones.

Still, I was optimistic.

'Hello,' I said chirpily. No one looked up from their toys. 'Am I invisible?' I whispered. 'No, but you're no Angry Bird,' replied my boyfriend.

The soup arrived but by this time, they had their earphones plugged in to Lady Gaga.

'Soup?' I ventured. That didn't register either, though I did get a perceptible shake of the head from one. A sign of life!

By the roast duck course, one of the boys had set up a mini entertainment system between his bowl and chopsticks. Unbelievably, he had perched his iPhone on a stand to allow for maximum viewing pleasure. The girl was lost in a black hole of texting. The other boy, bless his dedication, was probably at Stage 100 of Angry Birds.

It all reminded me of a thread I once saw on an Internet forum titled Does It Seem Like Young People Are Getting Smarter? Voted best answer: 'No. Advances in technology cover up the fact that young people are getting dumber.'

Barely 10 words were exchanged across the dinner table that fateful night.

On the flip side, my boyfriend and I merrily wolfed down a meal for five. 'Their loss is our gain,' said my boyfriend. 'We'll WhatsApp them those words of wisdom.'

I'm no Luddite and I know technology is here to stay. But can that be used as an excuse for this level of rudeness and social ineptitude?

This is now an all-too-familiar malady. Whenever I go to a restaurant, I feel sorry for parents whose kids are so absorbed in Facebooking that they have no interest in the conversation around them. Poor mum and dad, I think. All that money they are paying for their family to have a nice dinner and their precious offspring won't even give them the time of the day.

Would those of us born before the digital age have been able to get away with that? Heck no. My mother used to hang a cane behind my chair to ensure that I sat up properly, ate what was put on my plate and answered whatever questions that were lobbed at me. I dread to think what she would have done had I whipped out my handheld Tetris game.

The issue of respect aside, I sometimeslook at these tech-addicted kids - often with their mouths agape and eyes glazed over - and wonder: Er, is anyone even at home? Why have we let zombie Armageddon happen?

The expert take on this is straightforward: Grown-ups should first look in the mirror. Young people are merely following in the footsteps of role models such as their own parent, who are also reliant on iPhones and Blackberrys but think it is okay because 'it's for work'.

Work or no, the message to the next generation remains the same, that it is acceptable to put the rest of the world on pause.

I suppose the difference lies in one's ability to switch off. Despite our reliance on modern tools, people my age and older still remember a life without them. We know when to put them down and interact like human beings. Those who were born and bred digital natives haven't - and may never learn that skill.

It is official then. i am a finger-wagging old fogey complaining about the youth of today. Perhaps I should be a bit more understanding, given the view that new technologies have blown all social norms out of the window. But in my pique, I much prefer some shotgun diplomacy, Tommy Jordon-style, to get my point across.

Lock up your iPhones, it's time to load up my Super Soaker.

- By [Sandra Leong], taken from [The Sunday Times Lifestyle], 19 Feb 2012

Saturday, November 26, 2011

A Visit To Atelier Royale...

It's been close to 2 wks since [AFA11] concluded, and last wk, I blogged abt the event in general - what was happening around the exhibition halls, the cosplay competition and the random cosplayers posing for pics...

Well, this post is dedicated solely to my visit to [Atelier Royale], the butler's cafe... It'll probably be quite a short post since the cafe has a no pictures allowed policy, unlike the maid's cafe next door... Nonetheless, the personal experience itself is mind-blowing and yes, I was drooling and foaming a lot... It's a miracle tt I'm still alive and didn't spastically convulsed happily to my death... ROFLMAO...

As mentioned in the previous post, I visited [AR] after I was done with the [Regional Cosplay Competition 2011] and by then, I was kinda hungry... It kinda took quite a while to enter the cafe cause by around tt time of 1600 hrs, [AFA11] was in full swing and there was a line of mainly young gals waiting patiently for their turn into [AR]... Yep, when I joined the queue, I was the only dude in line... LOL... Looks kinda weird, isn't it??? But I heck it la... *Grins* =P

1 thing good abt a table for 1 is tt it's relatively easier to get a seat compared to a larger crowd and tt was what happened to me... The group of 4 gals in front of me had to wait a little longer while a table was prepared for me... Haha... I was glad tt happened cause by the time it was my turn, I was totally starved and I need some kind of food in my stomach, any food... X_X

As I placed my order for my set meal, the lady manager (@ least I think she is) kinda recognised tt I patronized [AR] last yr as well... @ this pt in time, I got a little awkward cause it's not everyday tt ppl noticed me, much less someone who has only seen me like once, a yr ago...

It seems like the cost of taking pics with the butlers have increased as well... Last yr, it was an additional $2 if you want an extra butler to join you in the phototaking... This yr, any additional butler will cost a whopping $5... The same cost for the 1st butler tt you take the pic with... @ this pt in time, I told the lady manager tt I'll think abt it, but in actual fact, I've already made up my mind to take a pic with 2 butlers... I just haven't decided who...

'Maybe I should ask for Yutaki again, should I???'

I could only think tt much cause when the lady manager introduced me to [Yutaki] and said tt he'll be my butler for the 45 mins tt I'll be in the cafe, well, I lost all higher level brain processes...

'OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG... Yutaki is my butler!!!'

Yep, tt's all I could think abt now...

I was still in shock when he served my green tea cheesecake set meal tt comes with well, the green tea cheescake, a kit kat bar and a cup of normal coffee... I totally forgot to snap a pic of the meal to illustrate how it's absolutely not worth the $18.90 tt I paid for it due to the lack of brain functionality... However, when I finally recovered enough brain power to get my hand to add the sugar to the coffee, but my hand was trembling and I could hardly open the pack of sugar properly... Yes, I was uber excited and all my molecules are buzzing rapidly... I'm trying my best not to jump and squeal like some 12 yr old sch girl... LOL...

[Hiroshi] came to greet me later and subsequently proceeded to help me to add the creamer to my coffee... Tt's when my brain stopped working again and my entire body just froze... I just stared @ his hand adding the creamer... Now tt I thought abt it, I should've commended my head to turn to the 2'o clock position to stare @ his side profile... Gah, dammit... -_-

Anyway, it was kinda troublesome as the butlers took quite some time to add the creamer and sugar into the coffee and stir it... But like [Steph] mentioned, it's to allow the customers to stare @ the butlers longer and yes, I'm not gonna bitch abt it any more... =D

Okay, now for a short critique of the food... Despite the cake being called a green tea cheesecake, I couldn't taste any cheesecake in it and there was like 2 other layers of sponge cake in it... In other words, it's more like just green tea sponge cake... Nonetheless, it's still cake and I like it... Yep, end of review...

Now this is section is probably the most exciting part in my entire visit to [AR]... 3 other butlers came to talk to me and I was reduced to some shy, high sch sch girl... Making hasty eye contact and crappy replies just came out of my mouth when they asked me some questions... My brains totally exploded and I totally lost my act...

[Hiroshi] came over and tried to talk to me and asked me what kinda animes I like... I couldn't even list out a single anime tt I like and all I said was tt I watch whatever tt my friends recommended... This is fail no 1...

[Haru] then tried chatting with me and he recognises me from last yr, which freaks me out a little cause he's my butler last yr... He thanked me for my continual support to [AR]... Okay, I thought this is quite fail, but it's not really la...

Fail no. 2, and most likely the worst fail ever is when [Ren] came over to chat with me... He asked me whether if I did checked out the maid's cafe and why didn't I check it out and visit the butler's cafe only... My awesome reply was...

'Cause I just like the butler's cafe...'

O.M.G... I mean, what kinda crappy answer is tt?! It sounds damn gay no matter from which angle you look @ it from... Like, what is wrong with me??? Okay, my forever alone r/s status and being man-crazy with cute, guys around my age or younger is wrong with me... URGH... Gawd... Like even a 'Oh, I like the butler's cafe cause I'm a huge fan of [Kuroshitsuji]' sounded wayyyyyyy so much better than what I uttered out to [Ren]...

After I finished my cheesecake, I proceeded to utilize my awesome ability to take forever to drink my coffee just so tt I can let my eyes drink up the sight of all the butlers in action... Truth be told, the butlers this yr are all damn bloody cute and good looking... Wah lao... I AM SO GONNA DIE ALONEEEEE... ='(

After I had my coffee, I proceeded to take a pic with the butlers... And @ tt pt in time, the degree of brain dmg tt I suffered was so severe tt I could only recall [Ren]'s name... So I decided to take a pic with him & [Yutaki]...

Me (286) This cost a whooping $10...

After tt pic was taken though and in the absence of any cute guys tt always screws up my brain functions, I realised tt [Ren] is not as hot as [Shou]... Like, I should've taken a pic with [Shou] instead... Haha... I actually stalked [Shou] a little on [FB] and I found out tt he's actually younger than me, studies in [NYP] and is a model somewhat... ALL THE MORE REASON FOR ME TO VISIT [NYP] AGAIN... *Pedobear look*

This last part is my final confession... I saw the [AR] merchandise and they were selling badges of the butlers in chibi form and pics of the butlers... I can't remember the badges cause I wasn't interested in their cartoon forms... I was more interested in their pics and they're being sold like in packages of 5 pics or $10... Plus if you're lucky enough, you might even get a pic tt's autographed by the butlers themselves...

I got sold and bought the pics which frankly speaking, could be DL-ed like from [FB] or the [AR] webby...

Atelier Royale I love the group shot!!! All the cute dudes!!! *Drools*

Ren Hiroshi Haru Yuu

Yes, by now, anyone reading this post would know for sure what my Achilles' Heel is already... ROFLMAO... =P

Thursday, November 17, 2011

AFA11...

O-k-a-y... I know I haven't been blogging for uber long already... I actually did try to blog a couple of days ago, but I ended up deleting the draft which I've done cause it started getting really crappy...

Apparently, I'm totally confused and conflicted to be able to actually pen down my thoughts and feelings coherently... Actually, the other reason was tt whatever I wrote didn't sound very sophisticated, so I've decided to not publish them... Hey, I need to maintain some form of atas-ness okay... HAHA...

Anyway, [AFA11] happened over the weekend and according to the papers, this yr's event is more boomz, attracting a larger crowd compared to the previous yr and I can totally attest to tt lor... Whenever there's a cosplayer posing for pics, oh my gawd... All the photographers flocked towards the cosplayer like bees to honey and formed a human barricade around the cosplayer, rendering it virtually impossible for me to actually get a good shot...

This is compounded by those DSLR-wielders who have to scrutinize the pic tt they take on the spot, think for 20 secs before deciding whether they're happy with tt shot or not... I'll be happy if they're happy cause I can replace their spot and take the pics... Everyone should get their turn, kthxbye...

I shall leave those [iPad2]-wielders alone for now and not rant abt how their pad is more din teh than the darn DSLR, which totally blocks off more of my view if those ppl are standing in front of me...

Yep, enough ranting for now... I'm kinda on schedule and would like to complete blogging within an hr... LOL... =D

AFA11 (2) Card game competitions... Not very interested though, so NEXT!!! HAHA... =P

Initially, when I made the tour of the exhibition hall, I was like a wee bit disappointed... It's like, where are all the cosplayers/! Okay, so my eyesight fails me @ times, but still, I keep seeing figurines...

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I also saw this small section tt screens the 1st ep of [Fate/Zero] and when I saw tt, I was going: 'OMG, I HAVE TO CATCH TT ANIME CAUSE I WATCHED [FATE/STAY NIGHT]!!!' So when I saw these, I went a little gaga...

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It totally brings back memories of how I totally dig tt anime... Okay, I wasn't a huge fan of [Saber]... I was more interested in the other minor [Servants] and I guess it can be attributed to my preference for non-meelee fighting characters... HAHA...

More shots of the figurines!!!

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Nostalgic moment no. 2:

AFA11 (15) [D. GreyMan]...

AFA11 (14) [Shakugan no Shana]!!! I totally can't wait for my finals to be over so I can catch up on the 3rd season... *Minor foams*

Okay, if these were cosplayers, it would be so much better... Heh... =D

AFA11 (8) And I took this purely because of the initials 'C.D.S'... The 1st thing tt actually came to my mind was [CREDIT DEFAULT SWAPS]... Can you believe this?! Gawd, I totally studied wayyyyyyy too much [Finance] le... -_-"'

AFA11 (17) Impressive...

And wait... It's... Real?!

AFA11 (16) LOL... JK!!! This is a cosplayer while the previous one is just a model...

Okay, did spot some cosplayers, BUT THESE ISN'T ENOUGH!!! *INSERT RAGE FACE*

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So I decided to make my way out of the exhibition hall to check out the situation outside...

AFA11 (29) Saw crowd, must kaypoh... HAHA...

AFA11 (46) Oh yeah... [D. GreyMan]!!!

AFA11 (33) Hmmm... [Tsuna] in 10 yrs' time??? o_O

AFA11 (56) I'm very sure he's supposed to be [Lambo]'s adult form...

And some other shots of cosplayers here and there...

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By then it was like around 1400 hrs and I've decided to head to the stage area to secure a good spot for the [Regional Cosplay Competition]... I mean, I paid the additional $10 for the stage access and I sure as hell, die die must go see the competition lor... Otherwise, it's a complete waste of my money what... -_-"'

AFA11 (59) More crowd... Not surprising...

The [Malaysia] team participating in the competition deserves special mention lor... The performances actually involved fake blood and 1 of the cosplayer is actually a guy!!!

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AFA11 (72) Yep, this is the guy... I don't think it's THAT obvious lor...

Other selected shots of the competition...

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Once the competition ended and everyone began to leave the stage area, I followed suit, but I chionged back to the festival area because I wanted to visit the [Atelier Royale]... HAHA... Yep, I so didn't forgot abt it and apart from checking out the cosplay competition, waiting to head to the butler's cafe was next on my priority list and I can finally ogle @ hot butlers while having my late lunch cum early partial dinner...

AFA11 (100) I'm so in love with this logo...

AFA11 (96) The menu...

Haha... I shall stop talking abt [Atelier Royale] here... Shall talk abt my exciting 45 mins experience in another post after I've scanned in the pics obtained from the cafe... The bottom-line however, was tt it's a place where I totally lost all forms of reasoning and be willing to spend as much as $39.80... Man-crazy TTM... ~_~

A [Hard Gay] cospalyer... LOL... *Amazed*

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And if I thought tt was awesome, I obviously ain't see nth yet...

AFA11 (103) [9gag] has been spotted!!! OMG, the soul-stealers are here!!!

AFA11 (110) And here's my buddy Mr. [PedoBear]... =D

Final round of cosplayer hunting before I call it a day...

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This was the last cosplayer tt I actually saw before I decided to really call it a day and head back home...

AFA11 (123) [Emma Ai]...

Haha... Before I end off this post, the following few pics are taken as I thought of [MJ]... I would've liked some company, but oh well...

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