Saturday, November 14, 2009

Mac-o-mania

I'll love to work for MacDonald's PR & Marketing Department; those gurus there sure know what makes Singaporeans tick, much more to entice them to eat MacD's for weeks on end just to collect little stickers and pray that the next sticker they rip open will be Sentosa Cove. Brilliant. They have successfully reduced us to hapless Primary school kids.



Disclaimer: I didn't collect all these stickers by myself; they're the combined efforts of my Mum, Sis and Jack. And I still have loads more repeated title deeds.

As you can see, I'm missing all the 'crucial' pieces, i.e. one from each colour. I have a simple analogy: MacDonald's did NOT print these crucial pieces, or they had printed much lesser than the number of prizes they had for each category.

And you never know. They may not even have Sentosa Cove.

Do you feel cheated now?

Well, playing the devil's advocate, I'll dare anyone say they've one of the big prizes (not the free small fries and milk shakes they use to pacify you). It'll be then that I'll stop trying to splice MacD's marketing plan apart.



And...... It's the end of another semester. It has been an unusually busy semester, so much so that I've grown quite apathetic (sadly) towards family matters. Maybe it's because I'm simply too busy to worry if 2 teenagers and 2 women can feed themselves; maybe it's because these people need to grow up; maybe I'm not the kind of spoon-feeder who can replace my overseas-bound Dad and baby them; maybe because I don't see myself being the family Tibs taxi; maybe it's because I'm just sick of all the shit that's playing out at home. Don't misquote me; I don't come from a broken family, neither is there a Hong Kong drama playing out in the living room. At 21, when I need to find that identity I can bond with for life, I don't see why I have to babysit perfectly normal people with no incontinence problems or physical immobility.

That's when I have to seek solace in school, where I can kill braincells with projects, assignments and readings with size 5 font. And the negative energy channelled to better use. I had thought that 3219 was going to kill my grades this semester when I got back my CA1 and almost convulsed on the spot, if not for the fact that I convinced myself that, no matter how much disdainment I was feeling towards the course and the tutor, I had to put up with it all if I did not want to repeat the mistake in 2219. And hard work paid off, together with my genius of a project group, PROS! Despite liking cars and specs and all, working on Toyota had been the worst issue-tracking nightmare, as we pored through months of newspapers, newswires, Factiva, etc. And all the nonsense, the laughter, the unproductive times, the you-laugh-at-me-laughing-at-you times... Thanks so much, peeps. :)



Thanks, Ms. Lee!



And not to forget, our first and last Exco outing with Xuanyu as the president. I've always been the sarcastic one, and Xuanyu is always not impressed by the crude jokes and words from me. Haha. Take it easy, Julie means no harm!


Exams exams! Comfort food! Comfort food!

I need my MOS corn soup and D-Plus Natural Yeast Bread in Hokkaido Cream flavour!

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