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Just because it's comic con doesn't mean that you should dress funny--no wait, it does. =___=
I missed the first day of the 1st annual Singapore Toy & Comic Convention held in Suntec yesterday. Then again, I didn't wanna go to Singapore's first ever toy & comic convention at first. For all teh l0ze sg can be, I decided to go check it out after conflicting comments by dw who complained about how it failz and zaidbot who beamed about how he got a nice cool gundam robot for $30 less than the usual selling price.
So at zaid's recommendation, I woke up bright and early today and got there at 10.30 to start queuing for the Be@rBrick freebie thingie. There's already a hell lot of people there--which makes me wonder if they really did camp overnight. Saw a whole bunch of *pause* interesting people while queuing--like this girl with her lightning quick reflexes (she was playing Tetris on Nintendo DS and all I could see was bricks rotating in a fraction of a second. So win!) and this other girl who came to join her boyfriend in the queue wearing 4 inch high stilettos and uber short shorts and how every guy in the vicinity turned their heads following her every lengthy leg movements. Gee...
Also in the queue, I realized that I cannot be considered a hardcore fan/otaku/geek yet. I do not possess neither a PSP nor a DS. I don't even own a GameBoy--those are my bro's. *le gasps* Shocking! I know!! XD Everyone else in the queue had one or both of them portable gaming console.
So luckily, although there were a lot of people, there were more freebie bears so we (zaid joined me about half an hour later after I got to Suntec) got one each and we're off to get our redemption passport book.
Apparently, we needa go round the hall and get chops from different booths and we can get more free stuffs. Redemption time is 2pm and 5pm fyi. Zaid missed out on the Bandai giveaway yesterday coz he got there too late and there's no more passport for the day. Poor guy didn't get his free robot.
We got registered, we got our passport and we're off to tour the facility! And collect chops of course. I did the bumblebee and buzzed around snapping random stuffs that catches my eye while zaid dragged me to each booth to get our passport chopped.
For those who are interested, here's the link to the pictures I took today
Pardon the lousy shots. I shot them :P
Lunch was a series of detours. We were debating over McD or BK and since I had McD yesterday and he had BK yesterday, we decided to go Millenia Walk for Long John Silver but when we got there, we don't see any LJS. The directory don't have LJS. So we went back and ate at McD even though I've had McD yesterday coz there's a coupon for McD that came with the comic con guide. Cheapskates that we are, that's to be expected. =3
After we got back from lunch, we queued for the 2pm redemption and boy was the queue long. It went from inside the hall to way way way outside the hall, almost stretching across the entire 6th level. We needa get another chop and a number from the officials so that we are authenticated like Windows XP and we don't queue in vain. Good thing was zaid was already in the queue so all I had to do was get the chop and number and waited for less than 30mins before I got my stuffs. 2 decks of magic-the gathering card (prolly some lowly starter deck) and a magazine from chuangyi.
After the redemption, there's some cosplay competition on stage so we stayed and watched. The contestants' costumes were okay (except for the cross-dressing Cloud Strife. Nice sword but a shiny purple dress?? Seriously!) but when it came to the Q&A and talent showcase part, I literally star-eyeroll-star. No really. I literally said star-eyeroll-star out loud. That's how bad some of them are. I get that they are staying in-character but some of the answers and the way they answer is just--dare I say it, retarded. Pretty sure some of you guys received my text message about how my fandom was ass-raped by them fanboys and fangirls in costumes. I groan and wept tear of shame at the type of anime/manga/gaming fans my country produces. I didn't take any photos coz I was too far from the stage--and also coz I don't wanna subject my eyes to such torture again. The only thing that salvaged that event was the afro dude and his funky dance. Wish he put on some Hammer!pants (aka MC Hammer's parachute pants, for the uninitiated). That would really put him right at the top IMO.
Walked around some more and went to queue for the 5pm redemption at 3.30pm. There's already like 100+ people queuing already. O_O I couldn't find the end of the queue at first coz everyone was just standing around in a line against the glass railing outside and it took me 3 tries to find the right one. Read a lil while waiting and lo! I'm not the only one not playing a psp or a ds. Someone else was reading too.
I realized I still can't be considered a fan/otaku/geek yet even though I partake in fannish/otaku-poi/geeky activities such as joining the long queue for anime/manga stuffs much earlier than other non-fan/otaku/geek people. Although I'm not the only one not playing a handheld game console, I was however the only one to read an English book. A novel about the British navy, Jack Aubrey and Stephen Maturin called The Fortune of War. A period piece set in the early 19th century. A thick book that had nothing to do with anime nor manga. All others who was reading had in their hands either a comic, a manga, the comic con guide or the chuangyi freebie.
One booth that I kept returning to was the Wii booth. I was drawn to Guitar Hero III on Wii. *starry-eyed* The controller is really shaped like a guitar! I kept going back to that booth and stood there for an extended period of time while fingering the imaginary buttons on my imaginary guitar as someone else played it. Really tempted to try it out but as zaid'd pointed out, my hand-eye coordination suck. That's why I play turn-based RPGs. Lol... Don't think I can handle letting so many people see me being so lousy. I'll just hafta save enough money to get one and practice at home--with only my bro to laugh at me. Haha...
Speaking of bro, I was just talking to him a few weeks back about a pick-and-guitar-neck-combo Wii controllers. Coz the guitar-shaped controller now is small. Tiny. Puny. Fit only for small children, fuzzy animals and me. Haha... I've seen grown men reduced to a hunched little ball as they try to work their magic fingers on the tiny neck and body. So my proposal then was to make a pick that picks up on the player's strumming motion and a guitar neck with the buttons on them to press. That way, it doesn't matter how small the actual guitar is coz the neck is not connected to anything (maybe except for a sling around your own neck) and the body is replaced by a guitar pick.
((...Actually, I just wanna be able to say "With this pick, I shall rule the guitar/music/entire/Wii world"... Lol!))
FINALLY!!! The real point of this post.
Another thing I saw at comic con is the amount of people wearing strange and downright godawful stuffs. And I'm not saying the cosplayers coz they put in tons of effort into their costumes and they are *supposed* to look odd. I saw a guy with 2 strips of purple hair extensions. I saw a girl with fishnet stockings that are torn in the worst possible way in at least 4 places. I saw a girl wear red knee-length socks which is the same shade as her red shiny ballet flats. I saw a guy try to pull off goth but ended up looking like a wannabe. I saw a girl wear fuzzy hand warmer/sock/fingerless glove things--like the one I have, only with less metal and more fur.
People, please. Just because this is comic con doesn't mean that you should throw your good fashion sense out the windows. Sometimes, some things can only be pulled off by some people. And more is *not* better, no matter what anyone says.
I sometimes wish I had a high speed camera or at least a camera with a faster shutter speed to capture all these omfgwtfbbq moments in life. Or a harddisk in my brain like the people of GITS do. That way I can just download what I see and show it to you guys.
All in all, the 1st annual Singapore Toy & Comic Convention wasn't really that bad. Guess the theory of not expecting too much and you won't be disappointed still holds true. :P
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Job application makes me angry...
You do not wanna make me angry...
Coz when I'm angry, I will blog.
grrr...
I'd just spent 60 very vexing minutes trying to apply for a job with PSA. I gotta fill in their online application form and they require me to fill in every single subject I'd ever taken and what grade I got. And what else? The text fields they gave me to fill in the subject title are so damn limited! Half of my subject titles are long and winding to sound real important and all that so I can't even fill in the complete subject title at all. I had to resort to abbreviations. Abbreviations that I hope confounds them so utterly and completely that they'll have no idea what I'd studied. As zaidbot says, serves them right. :P
So okay, I filled in everything and saved at every page and when I'm done with the arduous task of filling in both my poly and uni subjects and grades, the bleedy session timed out! All those subjects and grades I'd entered during the past 30 minutes were all gone!!
a;slkfja;slkfja;slkfja;sldkfjsdl;fk!!!!!!!!
*bleep*bleep*bleep*bleep*bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*
*deep breath*
Fine. Stupid lil pieces of s***... Nothing I can do about it anyway coz that's how they do things around here. So I filled in my subjects and grades again--this time making sure that I saved after every section just in case they timed out on me again. And they decide to time out on me when I'm filling in my extra-curricular activities section. O_O *bleeeeep*
*deep deep breath*
Okay. Fine. I'm used to your bloody session timed outs by now. Re-enter my ECA stuffs and submitted.
With a bellyful of grievances, I decided to "inform" the company about their idiotic application system and what did I get?
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ROTFLMAO!!!!!!
*wipes tears from eyes* Priceless!!!!!!!
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In which online advertisment is FTL!
There are some online ads that are nice--funny even... and then there are the annoying ones.
I'm really irritated by the www.bloodseason.com online ads by FOX Crime. I know what they're trying to show but that weird sound is just... irritating!
Will someone turn off the bloody sound!?!? Or at the very least give us the option of turning off the bloody sound? I don't wanna hafta listen to my mp3 on the computer and hafta hear that odd moaning sound in the background.
Gawd.
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So jess called me up yesterday asking me to lend her my skirt so I said ok, come down to pick it up yourself. Then she tried to make me bring it down to her at the airport where she works coz she's pulling double morning shifts and double night shifts and she's dog tired.
*pause* But she's the one who wants to borrow my skirt. O_o Why do I hafta deliver my skirt to her at her convenience when she's the one who wanna borrow it?
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A friend from DIP held his wedding reception today so we went (qx, lz and me). It was a nice reception. Good rendang. Yum. Lol...
So when we reach there, guy A from DIP is already there so we joined him at the table. Guy B--also from DIP--came a lil later and seeing familiar faces, joined us too. But instead of sitting at the empty seats with Guy A, he pulled up a chair beside me. WTF? Okay, never mind. He's entitled to sit wherever he wants. Fine. So I did my best to ignore him and give monosyllable grunts when spoken to. Guy A had to leave early so we're left with annoying Guy B.
During the reception, he kept trying to engage us in small talks but his talks and our talks are on completely different topics. I don't know how he can talk like we're on the same topic but I guess some people just have that amazing ability. @_@
Then when we are leaving, he stood up and left with us. WTF?? Why is he leaving with us? He said he was going home and asked where we were going. The 3 of us were planning to go down to the Levi's warehouse sale at Aljunied and after we say we're going, he said he'll join us. WTF?!?! WTF is this guy following us 3 girls around to go shopping for?!?!?!
So I asked him right there and then why is he following us, 3 girls who are going shopping, and told him straight up that I don't want him to come with us and he laughed, saying how he likes my straightforwardness--unlike most chinese girls. WTF?!?!?!?! I said in my coldest cruelest voice that I don't like him liking my straightforwardness. qx and lz were both blanched when I said what I said... like most chinese girls would but I don't really care. I don't want him around.
When we reached Aljunied, he got off with us and I told him to go home and not come with us but again, he laughed and followed us just the same. WTF?!?!?!?!?! After saying what I said in such plain English, he still don't wise up and leave me alone. He's worse than Iggy. =__________= At least Iggy knew to back off.
Since he wouldn't stop following us and I can't stand being around his company, I told lz that I'm not going to the warehouse sale anymore. Not with him around anyway. So I turned around and got back on the train and went down to the pc show at suntec to help get a hard disk for my uncle instead.
Even after such a huge anvil of a hint, he still don't back off and stay away... that's prolly the only thing for me to do to get myself out of his presence. Even if I really did wanna go to the warehouse sale with lz and qx. :(
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So at the pc show, it was crowded and messy like always. Felt a bit better after I bought my dvdrs(100pcs imation dvd-r tower for $39~ woohoo!), a 500gb seagate sata hdd with sata cable for $140 and my uncle's 320gb seagate ide hdd for $99. Would've gotten him the 500gb one but they don't have stock. Oh well...
Came home, mom saw my spoils and launched into her typical self-righteous speech about how I'm not bring in money and still spends money so extravagantly and how she's afraid of lending me money to study for the part time degree that I wanna take and how she worries about me not paying her back, etc. The usual stuff.
So I said, "if you're so afraid, then I'll go get a bank loan myself". Wrong thing to say coz that triggered another self-righteous speech about how she's trying to teach me the folly of my money-spending ways and how dare I act so high-and-mighty to her. =________________=
I'm gonna go bathe, curl up in bed and stay that way until today is over. :(
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There are many types of drunks in this world. There is the talkative drunk, the confessional drunk, the silent drunk, the weepy drunk, the giggly drunk, the can't-tell-if-they're-drunk drunk, among others. And there's me--the merlion drunk.
Mom don't know this (SHH!!! =3) but it all happened yesterday, when I went drinking with jess and shaf at Clarke Quay. Me and jess went to Gotham (Block A 3rd floor) to wait for shaf first coz she gets off work around 11 plus. There's a 1-for-1 offer on all jugs and so we got 2 jugs of bourbon coke to pass our time. There's also the lovely dance troupe Odyssey. They are hot =3
The thing is, before the Odyssey (heehee... The Odyssey...) started their performance, jess finished her jug and I drank like half a jug in 1 hour. I offered her my half-jug and she declined so I had to finish $11 worth of bourbon coke. Therefore, by the end of their short performance, I was totally tipsy and more than a lil high--more on the verge of being wasted, except I still know what's my name and where I am. Got groped repeatedly by jess too.
The clock struck midnight and shaf came. We got out of Gotham and went to meet her at the entrance of MoS. I stumbled out of there in a relatively straight line and less than 2m down, I threw up. Spectacularly. I prolly brought out both my lunch and dinner in that dustbin beside the fountain. I recall vague commentaries from people sitting around the fountain about how "that girl's puking her guts out". Way to go, Captain Obvious-es. Good thing they have a toilet nearby for me to wash my face and rinse my mouth.
Went to MoS, danced more than I ever will (where'd all my inhibitions gone?). Got groped again by jess--she's just taking advantage of me in my drunken state. I knew it. =__= shaf got groped by jess too and she hasn't even had a sip of anything alcoholic yet. Puked again while shaf was getting herself something to drink. Vodka lime was it? I remember something pale and murky. They offered but I declined. Don't think I can handle any more alcohol that night. Don't think I can handle any more bobbing to hiphop tunes if it's gonna make me turn my stomach inside out like a frog can.
So we left MoS a lil later. Bought water at 7-11 and attempted to sober up at Liang Court's McD. That's like the 3rd McD I've been in within the last 24hrs. As much as the potato-flavored salt known as McD fries is loaded with carbohydrates that is useful in countering alcohol in my system, I couldn't bring myself to eat any--lest I puke again. I'm tempted to get dramamine the next time I go clubbing but dw made a valid observation by pointing out how pills and alcohol don't really mix. Right. Got it.
Jess had fun messaging and calling people she know. I think her entire circle of friends now know that I upchucked after a jug of bourbon coke. =_________=
Caught a cab home and shaf commented how this is like the earliest she'd be home after clubbing. Sorry for being such a lousy drunk. Heehee... I really thought I could hold my liquor since I don't feel any buzz after like 2-3 glasses of the usual JD & coke. Well, apparently not. :P Think I'm gonna stick to 1 glass per club from now on.
Got home, bro complained how I stank of my poison and other unidentified odor that he'd rather not identify so I went to bathe. Asked him today how bad I smelt and he rated it 7 or 8 out of 10. Guh... I didn't smell a thing at all but he's been known to have a keener sense of smell than I do. Do alcohol screw with sense of smell? Which also means that I moshed in MoS smelling like bourbon and vomit. Guh... That's embarrassing. I'm really gonna stick to just 1 glass per club from now on. 1140ml of bourbon coke in less than 2 hours is pushing it
Didn't notice the message lz sent at midnight until I got home but couldn't be bothered to check my results before I have a good night's sleep. Slept around 3am praying I wouldn't get a hangover and got woken up at 9.30 to check. Woohoo! I got the best grades I'd gotten throughout my 3 years in NTU. Got a 2nd class (lower) honors for my trouble. Was expecting 3rd class or 2nd lower but would be happy to get away with a just pass, so I'm ok with what I'd gotten. lz was disappointed at not getting a 2nd upper despite having 3 A's this semester. Said she's gotten too many C's for her A's to cover. Well, I'd gotten more C's and D's and less A's and B's than her so I deserve to get a 2nd lower (or *pause* lower... sorry, bad pun :p).
Brought maid to wire money back home. Her younger bro's tuition fee for the semester is hanging in the balance. Turns out, Mary Grace is quite the talkative one. She's also rather inquisitive and isn't shy in asking question to satisfy her curiosity. Her birthday's 5 days after bro's and like him, she's terribly afraid of heights. Said she held onto the window grills so tightly when she first had to clean our windows (we live on the 7th floor). Squeezed her eyes shut equally tight too. Lol!
Went to Downtown East's new E!hub's Kbox for some quality song-butchering with aunt and cousins. 2 hours isn't really enough but I guess the opening promo and the giving out of FOC member cards are a rather good deal. Mom met up with us after our KTV session for dinner there. Food's not as yummy as I'd hoped but it's a decent filling meal so not really complaining. :P
And finally, I leave you with this. Not quite there yet--based solely on the fact that I remember enough to account for my night out yesterday. Hee...
You know you're a drunkard when...
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Well... I got so far as to go to school on time, braving shiny heels and painful blisters. I even handed in my resume and got a queue number for the interview but in the span of 1 hour, they only managed to get 3 interviews done. And then, they've got this presentation thing on so they'll not be interviewing for at least an hour. By then, both Jess' (who was there as my moral support) and my stomach were growling from lack of breakfast so I told her that we should just go for lunch and fuck the interview.
The long walk from the interview place (NTU Education Wing... who knew there's such a place? Lol...) to McD had my poor feet all painful and blistering (even after all the tape and band-aids I had on. I'm so close to just wrapping my whole feet in surgical tape =_____=) and I literally can't make it back to the interview place anymore.
So I went to drop off my report's appendix--the one I cleanly forgotten about last week :P and we went to Jess' house. Her mom's got a bad case of piles and seeing as how she'd woken up so early in the morning on her off day to accompany me, I thought I should pop over for a while. That, and the fact that she insisted.
On the way home, another pang of--I dunno, regret?--hit me and I kept thinking I should've just stayed there and go for that damned interview instead. Since I'm already there, I might as well go through with it, right? Well, that was what I'd thought too but I dunno... the combination of hunger and irritation (at making us wait while they do their lil presentation) got to me I guess.
At least they got my resume, right? It'll be like all the other times I sent in my resume. Never getting a call back to arrange for an interview.
...*sigh* Really shoulda just brought bread or something... Really shoulda stayed, shouldn't I? :(
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So I will be putting on my best game face on and best foot forward to try to convince a panel of people from Singapore Press Holdings why I'm perfect for the job as a sub-editor even though I'm graduating with an Electrical and Electronic Engineering degree and no writing sample/portfolio to show for.
Seemed like a good idea at that time since I do the editing on the reports of almost every project I've ever been on, I spot punctuation mistakes a mile away, Google is my bitch, I can't help but sigh at how inversely proportional the popularity of the internet is with the usage of proper English, I like researching on random stuffs, I'm a spelling-Nazi and more often than not, I have this insane urge to correct people's work. Among other things.
But here's the kicker. I will be up against the entire mass-comm school and even other crazies like myself from other faculties. The employers--they're not gonna just take my word for it and they'll definitely not hire me based on my degree coz my degree is "not relevant". It's happened before. Back when I was applying for my degree, I couldn't get into a Chemistry program coz my poly diploma wasn't relevant. It's all about relevance here. I hate that about our society.
The thing is, I really wanna go in, do the interview and succeed but chances are I'm gonna be rejected right there and then. So seeing how I already know I'll fail, I'm having second thoughts about going for the interview in the first place coz, c'mon, who sets themselves up for failure anyway? Who sticks their necks out for the other party to slap the other cheek after slapping themselves on one already?
Everyone's telling me to go in and try even though everyone knows that I wouldn't be successful. Why? It's not like they really believe me to be capable of being the sub-editor of the biggest newspaper publishing company there is anyway.
The most I'm gonna get out of that interview is an experience--of rejection.
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