Mr Bad Media Karma

A cursory peek into my fucked-up life. Rants and raves, musings and madness - come get your piece of me.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Don't be too smart for your own good

That's basically the message of Duplicity, when Julia Roberts and Clive Owens' characters finally realize what's gone down.

Some would say the show itself is almost too intelligent for its own good, for - and I quote Michael - 'the average Singaporean isn't going to get this'. I'd like to have more faith in the average Singaporean, but alas, I do have my doubts. Let's put it this way - if you're reading my blog you'll probably get it pretty easily.

The movie's very jet-set, starting off in Dubai and running through Rome, London, Miami, the Bahamas, Zurich and various other locales while New York City (where else?) looms in the present. I like.

Ok I intended to type out something longer but the words are just not flowing freely tonight urgh.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

The Upshot

In the future, the Straits Times should seek to hire more Journalists (without the hang-ups) and less Mediawhores

Wednesday, July 08, 2009

So...

I caught the MJ memorial last night (wondering whether the fact that I didn't feel the urge to shed a tear at any point during the broadcast made me heartless or worse, un-American - so many peeps on JJB were saying that they were choking up or just plain bawling and I really didn't understand it) and so woke up rather late - by my standards - today, at almost 1.

Then I see an SMS from an unknown number asking if I was commencing internship at R&T today or whether there was a change of plan that said person was unaware of. Of course, that was the first time I heard about this internship myself. I applied early in the year, got no response, called and spoke to someone who said that she'd try and find a place for me but never responded. I called once to check, only to be told that she was on leave and would get back to me. Since she never did, I presumed they didn't manage to find anything and decided that I didn't need a 4th internship anyway.

I think I've done enough this summer, so am quite happy to have these next 2 weeks to myself to handle the mountain of personal admin I need to do before I leave. But yeah, the fact that I missed the opportunity - for now anyway - to intern with a team led by Singapore's top insolvency lawyer (those in the know will know who haha) is kindda sucky.

Damnit that it is one nerdy post. Anyways, having a reunion of the fab 6 tonight, we haven't seen each other in ages! Can't wait!

In other news, brunch on Sunday with Chery, the Kok, Teri and Marianne at Graze was great! I'd love to spend every Sunday that languidly. ^That was what I had, can't remember what its called now but it was really delicious. ^^Jared's looked even better.

Monday was pure bitch-fun with Leonard and Meng, and I discovered the joys of Indonesian mee goreng.

Tuesday was - what I'm proud to say has now become a regular thing - Bodypump at Bugis followed by dinner and desert (and unfortunately, still the best conversation I can find anywhere) with my favorite mistake.

Saturday, July 04, 2009

Reflected Glory

Farewell lunch at Raku Zen was great - sparkling sake, plates of skewers (pork and asparagus, chicken, scallop), dragon tail sushi, a set meal main and frozen strawberries containing vanilla ice-cream to top it all off. I could get used to the life I tell you. But my freebie pales in comparison to what a couple of other people are currently enjoying.

Jin is staying in the Nam Hai in central Vietnam, where the cheapest villa is current going for $ing 970 a night, courtesy of his friend who is writing about the resort for a magazine and had an extra ticket. Damn lucky! And as if the world isn't already small enough, the general manager of the resort is a Singaporean who stays on the third floor of my building, and our parents are acquainted.As if that isn't enough to turn me green with envy, Tong is currently in Tokyo writing for Lonely Planet, and they're covering his airfare, accommodation and expenses. Dunno where he's staying now but for the past 2 night's he's been here.Singe rooms going from $855.

I AM SO JEALOUS! *simultaneously basks in the reflected glory of his jet-setting friends* Anyone knows how I can get a gig like that? Or anyone who does and has an extra space want to be my friend? I think I can write pretty well too =p

Friday, July 03, 2009

Brevity is the soul of wit

Cheryl I learnt a new phrase from the book you bought me! Doesn't it sound so intelligent haha?

I'm sitting here at my desk, with an awesome view of Tanjong Pagar/Chinatown, counting down the hours to the end of my internship with CC. Its been an enjoyable 4 weeks - the work wasn't as heavy as I expected (and I'm quite glad for that really, although zipping out of the office prompty at 5.30 most days made me feel rather guilty), but I do have a better idea of what corporate work is like, and it isn't as mind-numbingly painful as I thought. So it isn't exactly "fun", but only the most passionate litigators would find their jobs fun so...

The international bit is great. Initially I felt a tad intimidated, and to an extent I still feel like a relative outsider, but everyone is friendly and the Brits... gotta love the Brits. Their accents, their turn of phrase, their sharp witticisms, their ability to make the most mundane or matter-of-fact statements/observations funny, their dry humour. I love it. Don't think it'd be the same in a local law firm really, although I hope to be proved wrong on that count.

So what have I learnt? In terms of the hard law, I've picked up dribs and drabs, everything will probably be forgotten over the weekend. But in terms of work skills, I think (hope?) I've picked up two things.

(1) Sometimes, no matter how exhaustive your research, you won't be able to find anything on point, because there is nothing on point. Don't beat yourself up to much over it.
(2) Don't use (1) as an excuse for shoddy research, becasue these things can really bite you in the ass. Occasionally the answer is there if you look hard enough.

That may sound very banal, but I think anyone who has done a spot of legal research will understand what I'm talking about. It's important to approach a research task with the attitude that there IS something out there to be found, and not to think from the start, 'eh I don't think I'll find anything' (which I am guilty of). But if you've actually done proper research and nothing comes up, its equally important to realize that its not because of some deficiency or shortcoming in your abilities (guilty as charged too).

I hope to take these lessons with me, even as I move on to the next phase of my holidays, i.e. the bit where I slack and laze around idly for 2 weeks.

And then Taiwan and Vietnam, and then Drew, and then I leave. Gosh its all coming to an end so quickly, although I like the fact that I can say 'I'm seeing Britney live next month!!'

Later.

Wednesday, July 01, 2009

Its not hard for you to realize, she'll never be me

Ooh I was telling Jin I never knew the full version of this song existed! I've had the version that ends after the first part of verse 2 for years, and always wondered what the full song would sound like. Over the years people would post what they purported to be the full song, but always turned out to be an extended loop. So I was very surprised to find this, an unreleased gem from the 'Britney' (Slave 4 U, Not A Girl, Overprotected) era.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

When I am through with you, there won't be anything left

After 13 weeks its finally over. Damages is the only TV show I would actually schedule my life around (yes I actually still watch shows on television at regular time-slots) and for good reason. The ending didn't disappoint, and Patty Hewes is a tough bitch for sitting though that conversation with Ellen after she had been stabbed.

So what's the Singapore equivalent? Working for an SC in Drew? Haha I wish.

Life always fucks with me, sometimes in nice, unexpected ways, but ultimately, I am still fucked. Time isn't on our side, and yet it seems to past so damn quickly the couple of times we've been together.

Oh well.