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Saturday, July 19, 2008

My mom waltz up to me at noon, with me still all groggy-eye from last night.

"You are in the newspaper"

"For what?"

"You see lah"

*Glees*
I'm actually on NicoleKiss's newspaper column!
So freaking unexpected and flattered that she even wrote about it.

Seriously, I have her to thank for the wonderful blogger media trip.

Here's the article!

Thailand trip for bloggers

Blogged Out
By NICOLE TAN

Photo courtesy of ANDY KHO

THE trip started with a bang. With two bloggers pulling out, another diagnosed with dengue the night before and one more unable to locate her passport two hours before departure, we were two bloggers short (despite replacements having been found for two) when we boarded the plane on July 6 on Malaysia’s first blogger media trip.

Halfway to the airport, I was half expecting the worst – to arrive at LCCT with no one except my photographer, leaving me to fly to Thailand alone to face the sponsors. What could be worse?

Garden dinner in Krabi: (From left) Tan, Goh Kel Li, Nigel Sia, See Tho (sponsor), Kimberly Low, Teoh Kar Yeong and Andy Kho.

Organising a blogger’s media trip is no easy task. Beyond being a new media and receiving much cynicism from sponsors, advertisers, press media and hoteliers, the assignment of handling the bloggers itself is already a mission almost impossible.

Mood swings, work commitments, blog traffic limitations, sudden illness, accidents, blog politics and conflicts ... it's insane. Or, it could just have been my luck that everything seemed to fall apart as easily as it had formed. “Wow, it’s a free trip! I want to go!” can switch to “Well, it’s free after all; it doesn’t matter if I don't go,” faster than you can say “Huh?”

“It’s about choosing someone you trust, making the right choice, taking the right precautions and expecting the worse,” said Kimberly, one of the bloggers on the media trip.

Indeed, it was my first time organising a sponsored overseas tour and I was already experiencing heaps of problems before departure.

Managing and entertaining a group of bloggers is like pleasing your parents; the only difference is that you cannot retaliate – and there are definitely more than two to handle.

However, bloggers, in a way, are truly kings and queens of their own empires. Unlike traditional media, we do not seek contents from a third party to build our “empires”.

Versatile contents can easily be created at the flick of a finger – or a few flicks on the keyboard in this case.

Our opinions are honest, brutal and straight to the point; the piece can be detailed or brief, written in an uncensored or family-friendly approach; information is updated in real time and feedback is immediate. Readers take our words straight to their hearts. After all, we are not paid to blog.

It is this strong feature of New Media that many advertisers nowadays overlook, hence the scepticism. We were taught in school and by society to understand and apply the science of marketing and advertising in the real world, where methods and formulas like ROI (return on investment) are employed to calculate the effectiveness and revenues of a promotional scheme. But, we were never taught about the power of blog.

Blog is revolutionary. Neither covered in the books nor seen as a marketing tool before, it has bared its influence on the public many times over.

News spread faster than live broadcast, power to alter human perception, voicing out political views or complaints of bad service in restaurants.

To grab hold of this new media is to grab hold of the targeted audience’s hearts, seize their attention and feed them word after word any information we might deign to type on the keyboard. No matter how incredulous or irrelevant the information is, it's our opinion. It’s sensational.

And, even though it was really a pain, I’m proud to be working in this niche market, proud to be a blogger, and proud to be organising a fully sponsored trip to southern Thailand for this group of wonderful hard-to-please bloggers.

We went to a hot spring waterfall to experience the wonder of nature that was Krabi, Well, actually, they went; I slept in the car due to exhaustion. But the look on their faces when they returned, the tales they told of their silly attempts to leap between the freezing river and hot spring, cracked a smile across my face.

After all the hassle, the disappointments and my missing out on all the fun, their laughter, their anticipation of the rest of the trip – even the sight of them snuggled comfortably in their five-star beds in Sheraton Krabi at night – have made it all worthwhile. I knew this would be a great story to share.

**~

Nicole,
Remember the times when I said, "No pineapples!" *Smacks hand*



Thursday, July 17, 2008

Part One-Afternoon Fire

Couple of weeks back, I was excitedly chatting away in the car as I drove to Setapak for a bbq gathering.
The bbq plan has been proposed and was in the works for close to a month.
Some of us were even predicting that the plan might not follow through.
But hold and behold, no such thing happened, and the bbq party happened!


*~Hwei Ming was excited~*

I volunteered to bring food, so I had to come earlier than the rest.
Also I was in charge on the committee for the drinks; I decided to help out earlier before the actual time for the guest to arrive strikes.


*~With the one who organized it and also opened his grandmother house for the bbq party~*

As I saw there under the shed withstanding the afternoon heat wave, I blundered aloud,

“Why is the BBQ starting at 4.30 in the afternoon anyways? Whose idea was this?”

I roared due to the sweltering heat.
Nobody wanted to even come close to the bbq pits to get the fire started.
Not many arrived early, and not many arrived on time.


As the bravely men set out to start fire just like how the cavemen once did, me and Jen2 was busy watching and helping out by taking pictures enjoying our drinks that we bought from the nearby 7-11.



Some of the boys were getting the pit ready
Some was organizing the plates and cups
Some was helping out to get the food sorted out
Where as some sat back and watched the entire process going on.


*~Heroes of the day~*


*~He blew the house down!~*


*~Writing names on the cups~*



*~Me & Paddington Jentz~*

I was of course, nestling people around to get a little acquainted and also offering them food that needn’t to be BBQ to be consumed.
You should have heard me the entire time going on and on about my tomyum bee hoon.
I was proudly promoting my grandfather’s famous bee hoon and also threatening everyone to finish it.


*~My grandpa's famous tomyum bee hoon~*


*~David being gross-Me-Jennisurf~*

As the BBQ session went on, the sun started to hide behind some clouds.
I hopped to my feet quickly and marched right up to the packet of marshmallows I brought over
I had refused to come close to the BBQ pit due to the sun, but now that it has gone to play hide and seek, out I come.



*~Me & Shortness~*


Everyone was grabbing the marshies in sight, and was trying their best to compete with one another on who bbq it the best.
Less than 2 hours or so, the entire packet was empty.
Everyone started to turn and focused on the real food.


*~Me & Joshua~*

I ran off to sit down and was hoping for someone to offer to help me cook.


*~Pretty please?~*


Part Two-Coming up!


Tuesday, July 15, 2008

READ THIS

Threatening two small pint size girls in the morning.
How does that make your day as a man?

I would never in my life, expected a grown adult man to be acting in such behavior.
Then again, I am not surprise. Human beings can always be deluded with emotions.

There I was happily chatting about with KusKus in the morning as we were making our way to work, and in I turn into my parking bay.
In front of me was a dirty and shabby looking white Saga, driving what seems like probably 15km p/h.
I drove on listlessly behind him, making my way to my designated parking area.
It was a one way street after all.

As I drove, the white Saga decided to drive possibly 5km p/h
I was still following behind, as there were no other alternatives for me to move anyways.
Out of a sudden, the driver in front decided to stop his car completely for no reason at all!
Stamping onto my brake pads with my round toe ballet flats, I panicked.

It seemed he wanted to park his car, without putting any signals to let me know.
I repeat, NO SIGNALS were signaled.
I turn my car to the left, cutting him ahead to get going and drove pass him without glancing at him or whatsoever.

We both walked out of the parking area, and were making our way up the tiny slope that would bring forth us to the guard house in front and then the entrance/exit.

THIS IS WHEN IT HAPPENED.

The driver of the white Proton Saga turned out to be a man probably in his mid 40’s came raging down to the both of us.
He was screaming and yelling at the top of his voice at the both of us.
All we could hear was tons of vulgarities.

KusKus simply said in a bored voice to him,

“What the fuck?”

And he actually raised his voice even louder screaming the four letter word uncontrollably at her and actually raised his fist towards her.
Bare in mind, in his fist, he was holding a fucking cigarette.
He turned his attention to me and started screaming again at me.
The only reaction he got from the both of us was a bored face.
We gave the ‘I couldn’t care less what you’re saying and you’re wasting my time’ look.

No fear was shown, no fear was felt.

He was actually upset that I was following his car too close
I stood there, and said calmly that he stopped his car out of a sudden without even giving a signal that he wanted to park.
He also raised his fist at me, I stood there not flinching.

He continued on yelling and yelling, and in between the screams and hurls of insult thrown at us, and us giving him the extremely bored look. KusKus said,

“Are you seriously standing here screaming at two girls? Are you seriously doing this too two small size girls?”

He then said the words that pissed me off beyond belief,

“Don’t let me see you on this road ever again. If I see you here the next time, I’ll fucking whack you”

KusKus said directly and firm,

“Is that a threat?”

Silence from him and then he launched into more warnings and I simply said

“Are you threatening me?”

Vulgarities went on from him

I repeated,

“Are you threatening me?”

He stared at me even more in rage and said he’ll hit me the next time he sees me,

KusKus merely said,

“You work with *name of company* right?”
As she noticed his lanyard around his neck.

He stood in silence.

I repeated,

“Are you threatening me? Okay, you work with *name of company* right? Since your threatening me, I’ll make a police report to your company of you”

He stood in silence and stared daggers at us, and walked away in rage.

We both started walking as well to exit the parking bay, and calmly again I said

“So you are threatening me right? Your with *name of company*. No problem, I’ll make the police report since I know where you work now. Have a good day and God bless.”

That was a shitty morning to begin work with.
I was as enraged as I stormed into the office, wanting to just jump back into my car and drive to the nearest police station to launch a report against him.

How could you, a man, an elderly man be standing there screaming at two girls no less on the top of your lungs with profanity and above all, wanting to hit us?

Screw you.

You mess with the wrong girls.

I guessed it must have been a bad blow to him to his male ego that with him screaming at two girls, there was no sign of fear or even a reaction from neither of us.

Waste of time.

Oh, and while all of this was happening, the two security guards nearby, merely stood there and spectator the entire thing.
Seriously, why on earth are we even fucking hiring them for?
Like they are of any help or give good use to society?

And they wonder why so many horrible incidents happen without the victim having anyone to assist them.

   


I was doing my usual round of blog reading to fill up my daily dosage.
And of course, I trotted off to read one of my favourite blogs.
With the random updates that she does, it entertains me and amuses me to no end.

And then, I came across this post that she wrote today.

Written by Pam Song blog owner of www.tinkitalks.blogspot.com *click*

" I don't do post-midnight conversations very well. Especially not when I'm already all tired out after a long day at work. When subjected to it, this *points below* happens:




Sigh. How to be Copywriter who types
at the speed of light liddat??? So fail.

-_-


I think this happened after midnight sometime last month. I think lah. Possibly when I was staying up to finish some work or something. I can't remember already. It's been that long. (And yes, this post is that outdated.) The screenshot still makes me laugh every time I see it though. Haha. Good times.


Sigh. I know.
I'm such a cheap thrill.
Too easily amused.

-_-


**~
I laughed so hard when I read it, because it reminded me of that night conversation.
And I recall laughing aloud at my computer table at the wee hours of the morning.
Seriously, the random things we chat about knows no end.
Especially when it comes to spellings.

Ah,
What would I do without her.

More retail therapy, movie-yawning-in-synchronize motion, ice cream, swimming pool sessions babe!

XXX !


Monday, July 14, 2008

Part Two-Wildlife Flashing

Food was being served all around.
I saw trays of pizza being grabbed instantly, and I saw plates and plates filled with pasta being carried around quickly.
However due to the extremely bad ventilation in Modesto’s, I was sweating so badly, it just made me lose the entire mood to consume anything except for liquids.


There were games and competition going on, and being the fact that I am petite and fun-size, (I refuse to say the word ‘short’) it was rather hard for me to catch what was going on as I was standing behind the huge crowd ahead of me.
But the moment I heard that the emcee was on the search for bunnies in the house, I hopped right to the front and was lucky enough to walk away with a tiny prize.


*~With my prize~*


*~My sarcastic babe the ZebraJen won something too~*


*~She won best dressed for female~*

As the night went on, I was busy bumping into people that I really truly haven’t been able to catch up with.
I was busy checking out their entire outfits, and completely forgot the heat in that place for that slight moment.
While the rest, was happily munching around the corner we were at.


*~With butterfly Linora~*


*~With Leopard Boss Ming~*


*~HuntressThia-Me-KusKus~*


*~With ZebraAdeline~*

Acting out
Eating
Also participating in the live blogging thing.


*~Pam looks so cute here~*


*~Stanley blogging~*


As I hopped back to the crazy bunch, some of us were already feeling a tad bit exhausted due to the heat that was around us.
I could feel and see most of us wanted to get out of there as soon as we could if possible.
Probably wanting to jump into a tub of ice cold water.


*~Boys tires out quicker than the girls~*


*~Pam left early, so she kissed the important ones goodbye~*


*~Semi Group picture~*


*~Mouses can be hot too~*


*~With SpermWhale Sheon & JustJoshuaOng~*


*~Group picture!~*

The thing about us is that the goodbyes are never ending.
We could be standing there hugging each other waving goodbye for a good 20 minutes, and we are still there talking and busy taking pictures.


*~Me & Batgirl Kimberly~*


*~Me & ShaolinTiger Gareth~*


It felt like nobody wanted to leave to the extend, we were still hanging about outside the venue just talking.
And embarrassing ourselves by snapping unashamed pictures and also chanting loudly to the Manchester United song that came on from the Hotlink van.


*~Sheon bullied the whale~*


Thank you Nuffnang, for an awesome wild night.
I was happily dancing about when the songs came on after the event.
I think everyone went home feeling happy, but also bushed due to the heat.


*~Final picture outside Modesto's~*

I know I stood a good 45 minutes under the shower and died on my bed immediately.
Wet hair and all.

*Thank you Aaron-Hwei Ming-Nigel-David-Curryegg for the pictures!*



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