In approximately 2 weeks time, I shall be sitting for my final examinations as a first one law undergraduate. Should I pass, I will move on to undergo my second year of studies. Should I fail, I will move out and establish a career in professional egg-tart tasting. Hence, the level of tension in me is too damn high right now. Fortunately, I’ve discovered a stress-release method that’s highly effective, simple and completely free of charge. And you know me, I’m more than delighted to share this amazing discovery of mine with each and everyone of you out there. Step 1, follow the instruction in the red circle below.
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Philosophised by Vin Tsen Gan at 9:33 PM
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Some fairy-tales ago, Joel sent me an e-mail asking me if I would like to collaborate on a post. Without second thoughts, I said yes. And then he slipped that diamond ring into my finger and promised to take good care of me for as long as I lived. Together, we rode into the sunset knowing that we’re still a better love story than Twilight.
I must’ve been drinking again without even realising it. My bad. *hic*
Alright, in all seriousness, Joel was a senior of mine in high-school. Hence, we find each other’s style of writing to be somewhat attractive and impressive. Yeah, we were pretty much trained to write like a sir back then in school, true story. Therefore, the whole idea of collaborating with each other.
As to how our collaboration works, we’ll appear on each other’s blog as guest-blogger opining on one common topic. And for this very first collabo, we’ve decided to talk on the people’s perception of bloggers as a bunch of freeloaders. Well, without further ado, bring it on, Joel.
Blogging, Not Freeloading
by Joel Wong of www.leonhart90.blogspot.com
Yesterday night, my brother came into my room as I was thinking of a topic to write about. His first reaction was to hit me (cos that's how my brother rolls). And then he looked at my empty Create New Post page and laughed.
I'm kinda mad at how people perceive us bloggers. They see us as these freeloaders who only know how to get free food, free movie screenings, free events, free goodie bags etc. Well, newsflash. We're not freeloaders.
Contrary to popular belief, bloggers aren't sitting at home all the time in their underwear, drinking copious amounts of Mountain Dew and ranting on their blogs.We're actually quite adventurous. Here's a picture of SixthSeal, one of Malaysia's foremost bloggers, trying what is known as sup torpedo.
[Spoiler: it's the reproductive organ of a cow.]
And here is KYspeaks, a popular food blogger, eating insects and enjoying every bite of it.
Still think bloggers are nerds?
Do you know why bloggers are invited to events? We're helping to spread the word about that particular product. For example, an awesomely new, delicious, all you can eat for free restaurant just opened somewhere in PJ. You don't know about this restaurant because a) it's new and b) it just freaking opened. What do you do then? Read the newspapers? Well, they'll take about a month before the article and review is posted up. Word of mouth? How many mouths must the word pass through before you realize the existence of this restaurant? Let's just say, a lot. Twitter and other social media? We practically live there.
Now if you'd excuse me, my freezer is beginning to smell.
And there you have it ladies and gentlemen, give it up for Joel Wong! And oh, don’t forget to check out my take on this issue on his blog - www.leonhart90.blogspot.com. Now if you would excuse me, I need some ice for my juice. Hmm, where’s that damned freezer?
Have any topics/issues/scandals in mind that you wish to see both Joel and myself lambasting on? Don’t hesitate to drop a comment down here or simply send an e-mail to im (at) vincephilosophy.com.
Philosophised by Vin Tsen Gan at 12:00 AM
Monday, April 9, 2012
Unfortunately, this was one of those dates where I wasn’t given the opportunity to touch and spend some alone time with the subject matter. Because the subject matter was a trophy that was locked up behind a glass case. But then, it’s the Barclay’s Premier League trophy we’re talking about.
As a football enthusiast who is more than willing to trade any body parts of mine in exchange for a managerial career in the English Premier League, I’ve deemed it a sin to not get up-close with the BPL trophy should the chance bestow upon myself. When I heard about the trophy tour pulling over in Malaysia, I wet my pants out of excitement (not literally). It was like a divine endowment from some football goddess that I’ve been sub-consciously worshipping. Finally, she heard my prayers. Yes, there is a football goddess okay? Dammit, don’t argue with me, please.
So on that fine Sunday afternoon, I was at this little insane mall called One Utama where it was so crowded and the crowd could be described in the very popular Malaysian context ‘as if the mall got gold like that'. Seriously, it’s like everything there no need pay money one (an alternative description about a thronged mall in the words of an ordinary Malaysian).
After spending quite an exorbitant number of minutes trying to find a parking lot – yes, this is another bitchy obstacle one would have to face when visiting said mall – I went for a quick lunch at a Thai restaurant. Unfortunately, I’m not gonna talk about my lunch because a leprechaun jumped out of my car trunk and threatened to cut off my vocal cords if I were to divulge any details about my meal in this very blog post.
And finally, the moment all of you are anticipating, the tale about my endeavors of meeting the BPL trophy. Applauses are not compulsory, but it’ll substantially beautify your love life in the future if you were to applaud right now.
Here’s the obligatory, customary and inevitable photo of the main entrance. It’s actually a written statutory obligation for every blogger to show a photograph of the venue of the event he attended. Refer to section 6 sub 2 of the Photos On The Activities That Occurred (POTATO) Act 1958.
Whilst waiting for our turn to enter the makeshift gallery, my sister got so amazed with an angmoh dude because she had never seen one of them before. She had heard and read so much about them though, but never in her entire life, had she met a real one before. Being the good brother I always were, I offered to take a photo of her with this rare commodity.
Upon entering this chamber of English football pride, we were given a treat to see some of the memorabilia by some very renowned footballers in the English Premier League which was totally unexpected. Things like, a pair Petr Cech’s glove.
There’s also a signed Lampard jersey.
As well as the Craig Gordon and Paul Robinson’s used gloves. I’m not too sure if they were in fact used, but being a football junkie, I would place my complete trust on the notion that these are indeed worn by the respective owners. Applaud me for my faith, thank you very much.
Oh, by the way, here’s a photo of me standing alongside Brade Hangeland, Per Mertesacker, Robert Huth and Chris Samba. No biggies, I stand beside them all the time. Just that they never knew my presence all these while, that’s all.
And now, ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the one and only Barclay’s Premier League trophy!
And now once again, ladies and gentlemen, put your hands together for the one and only dude that comes with the Barclay’s Premier League trophy!
In all seriousness, I’ve never been more satisfied as a football enthusiast to witness one of the world’s greatest football award. Apart from meeting the Chelsea F.C. players and the Champions League trophy experience last year, this is another great football story that my children’s children will hear from me.
Philosophised by Vin Tsen Gan at 1:32 AM
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Even when the exams are nearing, I swear this happens every bloody time.
Philosophised by Vin Tsen Gan at 12:21 AM