How To Be Likable 101

So a friend of mine recently told me that I'm not a very likable person. Which is like, you know, whatever.. I don't care about popularity.. Much. If, however, you wish to be instantly liked by everyone you know, here's a list of things you most probably should NOT be doing, based on my personal experience. 


1) Do not have an opinion on EVERYTHING.
I'm not sure why, but apparently going around giving your opinion on everything and anything from the weather to the architecture of a building annoys people. Don't walk around Borders exclaiming to everyone that the Twilight movies are shiteous and so are the books so please read Harry Potter instead. Don't yell and scream as though your ears are bleeding every time a Bieber/Miley song comes on. Be a mindless sheep; failing which, be quiet. 


2) Do not go around correcting people.
Be it their pronunciation or spelling or grammar. This one puzzles me too. I mean, wouldn't you like to know that you're wrong? Apparently, in the words of another friend, doing this makes you seem "like a douche." Besides which, Herve Leger is Herve Leger regardless of how you say it.


3) Do not drop random trivia/science facts.
People generally do not find this interesting, especially when they're loading up on drinks in a club. They have not ever wondered and probably do not care why they are served tequila with salt and lemons. Or how vodka became so popular. They just want to drink.


4) Do not stop abruptly while walking to pet and talk to stray cats.


5) Do not be honest with anyone with regards to their looks.
They're fat? Lie, and tell them that they're bloating. Ugly? Abstract. 


6) Do not loudly exclaim that the general public is made up of idiots. 
People do not wish to acknowledge the fact that they're stupid. 


This should be enough to guarantee you a favorable first impression. If you, like me, can't be bothered, then pray and hope that your friends love you a shitload. 

shameless whoring for attention

The downside to starting a blog and trying to live off it is that the discipline in NOT coming I've been trying so hard to cultivate has now been rendered useless. I logged on at about 1AM, and told myself that I'll be done 3AM latest. It is now 6 in the morning, and I am still sitting on my white cracked plastic Ikea chair pounding away furiously on my keyboard.


To make it seem like I'm spending my time meaningfully instead of squandering it away on useless gossip tabloids  and mindless sites like textsfromlastnight.com / dearblankpleaseblank.com , I'm churning out a picture post! Went on Facebook to look for worthy photos, and got suckered into *almost* going through all 2102 of my tagged photos.

Beat (left) & I (WITH MY SEQUIN-ED BEANIE SHE HAS KINDLY HELD ON TO.) This was taken in one of the ladies' in Far East Plaza, after our Super Exclusive and Secretive Photo-shoot.

Tess with her swanky new Ray-bans, showing off as usual.

Obligatory "hot girl"

Ray - Tess - Jacq, sitting on the hammock at Ray's which have provided me with many falls and dizzy spells. Jacq's holding a packet a biscotti which I'm assuming is expensive and really yummy (we'll never know, as we never did try them) as it elicited a "YOU DID NOT" from her boyfriend when he saw this photo on Facebook.

Again, at the Kallang bridge. I swear I took like 3 million of this one same photo, cause they refused to hold still for me. And the shadows were never right. Nor were their smiles. And oh no, (imaginary) fats. Girls...

Me attempting what is known as Jazzercise, which according to www.jazzercise.com , is a workout that combines "hip-hop, yoga, Pilates, jazz dance, kickboxing, and resistance training". Wow, talk about ambitious.

This is the cat that sulks around my church looking for hand-outs and ear scratches during Sunday brunch. 

This is Junior, Melsteph's dog. Do not be deceived by how morose he looks here.

Favourite couple in the world. Mr. & Mrs Maniam. They've recently moved out of Singapore to a bigger country somewhere else on the globe not very near us. Heard that they're coming back some time soon, I think.

Wings from Cuscaden. Worth every gram you put on.

And thus, my picture post has concluded. I believe I've covered every demographic available to me?