September 6th, 2009
Temporary Reprieve
I’m blogging here for awhile while trying to get www.myunscriptedlife.net back up. We’re trying to find a suitable server for it.
Till then….toodles!
Archive for September, 2009
September 6th, 2009
How Am I Supposed to Live Without You
I saw this Grammy performance a long time ago when my parents purchased the laser disc titled “Greatest Grammy Moments”. As the Grammy producers get more and more pressured to attract the younger audience, the annual Grammy awards have become quite a circus, with too many embellishments and unnecessary fanfare. If it’s all for the purpose to celebrate good music. The music itself should be sufficient I say.
Gone were the era when beautiful music is showcased. Today, it’s all about the presentation and of course…cleavage.
p/s – say you want about Micheal Bolton, but he remains to this day, the man with the sexiest voice ever!
September 6th, 2009
Advertising vs. Public Relations
I earned a degree in Advertising, yet I am in the Public Relations business. In university, my classmates would say that is tantamount to betrayal. Although part of me still believe in Advertising, and am still captivated by the idea of a one liner versus an article filled with persuasion, I admit that the future lies in a marrying of the two concepts, instead of firmly being in the business of on team and not the other.
Integrated Marketing Communication (IMC) is the way to go these days. Incidentally, I found an interesting website called Ads of the World. It’s great if you wanna browse through and get the creative juices flowing.
Here’s an interesting ad I found.
September 6th, 2009
A Confession
I’m not as prepared as I should be for the wedding next year. I should take a week off to plan it. Sigh…
September 6th, 2009
Cynics
I loathe cynics.
Something about their unrestrained contempt for anything and everything just makes my blood boils.
Being a cynic is something of a fashion statement among youths today, particularly among the younger group of youth who like nothing more but to complain at the top of their voices, day in and day out.
When did the world become so faithless? So downright resentful towards optimism, grace and beauty? Where did it all go wrong?
In school, and at work, I’ve always been labeled as the hopeless optimist and a romantic. True, I have been hurt by having that outlook sometimes, but I find the world to be a much more pleasant place to live in when the glass is half full.
Sometimes when I read comments at the bottom of blog posts, or youtube videos, or Facebook status’, all I see are a bunch of very cynical people, who are just living their lives in a passionless world.
The recent Merdeka day for instance, saw a whole load of Facebook messages that made fun of the celebration, and contempt for the government.
How can these people not realise that being proud of one’s own country has got nothing do to with the present day government. It doesn’t matter whether it is the opposition in power, of BN is spinning a web of lies.
Being proud of your own country has got nothing to do with politics or policies. It’s loving your own home.
I pity those who think that being a cynic is cool and is the “in thing”. Roses may have thorns, but life is better once you rejoice that thorns have roses.