Hello cyber world!
It’s been a good long while since I last updated! Well, New Year = New Attitude! I’ve got a couple of ideas for new blog posts, and they should be up in the coming future. Until then, please do entertain yourselves with the following video. It’s a tiny hint on what my next post will be about.
I was helping a friend come up with name suggestions for her blog, when I was suddenly reminded of the Advertising Slogan Generator! Basically, it’s a website where you can input a word and when you hit “sloganize”, the website will put that word into a known slogan. I was shown it years ago and I remember spending at least an hour hitting “sloganize” with my own name and other random words, and having a laugh over the results with my friends.
Here’s some examples using my nickname, Chrissy:
“Mamma Mia, that’s a spicy Chrissy!”
“The Science of Chrissy.”
“Have a break. Have a Chrissy.”
“Don’t leave home without Chrissy!”
“Good Chrissy has Danish written all over it” – this one I found particularily hilarious as I find it somewhat true.
So give it a go and have fun! Have a go at a marketing position at: http://thesurrealist.co.uk/slogan
And if you’d rather be in the music industry, you can try that out here: http://thesurrealist.co.uk/song
Until next time,
Listening to: Alicia Keys ft. John Mayer – “Lesson Learned”
Last Wednesday I attended a Personal and Professional Development lecture, where we had a guest lecturer introduce us to New Media. It was an incredibly inspiring lecture, where Mr. Daniel Brown told us about starting out from university and how knowing what you’re good at and what you want has lead to his success only a few years along the way. He gave us a lot of useful tips and advice about making use of our opportunities, communication skills and the media to achieve what we want, and that to a certain extent, passion is the key. He left us all, at least me and a couple of my friends, believing that by the time we finish our degree in a couple of years time the world will be our oyster, and that we will have the tools to crack it if we want to.
Mr. Daniel Brown’s guest lecture wasn’t the first lecture I’ve attended where I’ve been lectured about the topic of entrepreneurship. This has, in fact, been a topic in my Personal and Professional Development module for the last couple of weeks, where we’ve been poked, preached and persuaded to start early in marketing ourselves, and perhaps start exploiting or developing marketing opportunities already now.
So I’ve been aware of the idea of being entrepreneurial for a good while now. However, it wasn’t before my seminar for the same module last Thursday where the idea finally hit home, when we were examining the example of what started out as a ski holiday website but which has now been transformed into a major holiday booking website, and which market segments there were left to exploit and/or which new market segments that could be created.
So here’s my opinion on entrepreneurship: At first when I decided to go into marketing, entrepreneurship was the one aspects of the course that I felt least passionate about. You hear about it all the time: young person either finding an unexploited opportunity and/or creates something that consumers didn’t know they needed or could not live without, then develop their business from scratch – perhaps from the back of a *insert location of choice – from classroom to bathroom to in the middle of ones sleep*, and turning it into a multimillion Dollar/Euro/Pound Sterling business which they then sell on, and which then turns the creator into an overnight millionaire. Yes, these stories are fantastic and yes, they are endless and the examples countless. However, even though I am a positive person and I consider myself a creative person, I don’t think multimillion ideas come very often or easily. However inspiring speeches I hear about “I did it and so can you!” that attempts to kickstart my endless confidence in being able to produce a product, that will have me swimming in money on payday – and thus ensuring me at least a couple of months of a lifestyle worthy of the filthy rich – instead of living off cup noodles and tap water for the last week of the month, I did not believe that entrepreneurship is calling my name.
But that changed on that faithful Thursday evening.
As we sat discussing the possible market segment exploitations of a ski holiday booking website, the light bulb which I like to refer to as my brain suddenly had it’s switch yanked, and my mind was bathed in light! I had my very first entrepreneurial business idea as soon as my friend uttered the fact about herself which I will remember forever! I was reluctant to share my idea with the rest of my seminar class, but when I did everybody seemed to think that there was indeed money in it and that it certainly had potential. Even my lecturer thought so and offered his, and other peoples’, support if I intended to carry out my idea, so I was very proud of myself.
Now, the whole point of this incident (and blog) is this: It made me feel that I wasn’t completely lost and at the end of the line when the Almighty was handing out the good stuff. I thought that good ideas with potential wouldn’t come my way, and that I would most likely end up just being a damn good employee – I was wrong. This incident has taught me that whether I go on with this idea or not, I did have it and that I can have other brilliant ideas that I can choose to develop further. It has given me hope for the future, and that one day I shall indeed own my dream car (displayed below), and one of those man-made islands in Dubai, and be able to enjoy an ocean view from a mansion whilst sipping on a chilled glass of success. I now believe that entrepreneurship is indeed about opening your eyes to possible opportunities and keeping an open mind, and is simply in the eye of the person paying attention.
Until next time!
Listening to: Mew – ”Comforting Sounds”
With each beginning of a new year my birthday follows very quickly afterwards. When I was younger I didn’t mind – since my birthday lies so close to Christmas I always felt that between December and January I could wish for everything I wanted, within reasonable limits, and get it. My birthday was always a birthday party consisting of friends, lunch out, movie and presents. Then I’d go home and have dinner again with the family where my dad would have cooked my favourite dishes and we would have cake. The downside to this was then that for the rest of the year I’d have to wait for a long time before I got presents again, but I was never too bothered about that…
However for the last two years growing older has started to seem to have more negative sides than positive ones. It all started with when I was about to turn 18. Where I come from (Denmark) 18 years old is quite the milestone. Because when you’re 18 you are officially an adult. Drinking was already allowed at 16 (up until a little while ago) so that wasn’t the big thing, but being able to drive, enter casinos, go clubbing and voting were. Of course, there was also the respect that comes with finally being an adult. Surely these were all pros?
But some time before I turned 18 I started to have mixed feelings about the big occasion. So after I turn 18… what more is there to look forward to afterwards? Don’t things just go downhill from there? You would be one step closer to your twenties and responsibility, and in a matter of a few years your body starts dying. My friend, which is younger than me by two weeks, and I were deeply agonized and depressed by this realization. Even though we were tired of mingling with the early and mid teenagers and tired of wandering the streets for hours in search for a club or pub that would serve us, youth was still something we partially wanted to keep hold of. We thought of various ways to celebrate our birthdays: a trip to a graveyard to “bury” our childhood, down to the harbour where we could set sail to paper boats with written memories on them or just drink our sorrows away. When we turned 18 and later when we turned 19 we chose to do the latter. However, this year was different. When you’re 20, you can’t be sure that the cute guy you’re dancing with at the club is older than you, you’re no longer in your teens – meaning that now you seriously have to start taking responsibility for your life, you get excited over the fact that you’re being carded, amongst many other things. You have now officially lived for two decades, and if you were to live to 100 you have now lived a fifth of your life. How scary is that?
Aging surely is a scary thing. I blame commercials and advertisements about how people should be or possess the “ideal” this and that, such as weight, looks, clothing, age. Our world is such a superficial one at times, and certain things you will have to possess to function socially or in a social group. As if it’s not bad enough that you will have to deal with wrinkly skin and friends and family dying – when you become old you even become a burden upon your family as well as society!
As someone once asked me as a riddle: what is the only thing that only goes up, but never down? I reckon you’ve guessed the answer to that one. With each birthday I like to think of what I’ve achieved in my life, and what I’ve done to fuck it up just a bit. Two years ago I wrote a list of things I had to do by the time I was 20, and I’ve included some of them below:
• Complete the IB (Done)
• Get into university (Done)
• Get my driver’s license (Done)
• Earn/save money (Done)
• Learn another language
• Turn into a health-orientated person
• Turn into an environmentally friendly person
• Own something valuable (Done)
• Travel (Done)
• Work on my writing
• Own a car (at least a bike)
• Learn to draw and paint so that it actually looks like what I intended it to look like
• Learn to play the guitar and piano better
I was happy to discover that at least I actually got a number of them done. The most important things have certainly been completing the IB and getting into university, which due to it’s location definitely has involved traveling – now all ticked and completed. Getting my driver’s license has also given me a feeling of responsibility and wider mobility. I’ve earned and saved money, but a lot of that went to my driver’s license and the rest will be gone in a couple of days when I pay my school fees. The rest… I reckon will come with time, and I can only work at them in hope of being able to cross them out by my next birthday. Persistency is, along with knowing that if I want something bad enough I will be able to achieve it – whatever it is, one of my strong sides.
Goals for next birthday (thus far):
1. Get good grades
2. Get better at limiting my spending and saving money
3. Become a better cook
4. Learn to knit
5. Find a job (part-time)
… along with the ones from last year!
Until next time,
So we’re only a matter of seconds away from Christmas, and there’s a feeling of excitement, anticipation, stress and hunger for Christmas foods and material goods in the air. Most of us young ones have been let off from whatever stage of education we’re in, television and radio has drowned us in Christmas carols – old and new (or old turned new) for the last month and a half, people are attending the last office/staff/family/friend Christmas parties… But the majority of us are just rushing around on a crazy spending spree that’s going to insure us just the right impression and atmosphere Christmas Eve, and a major dent in our bank accounts.
So what is it about Christmas that makes it so worth celebrating and spending for?
By looking back into history Christmas is celebrated due to it being Jesus’ birthday. However, I’ve always felt that the reason and religion behind this much celebrated holiday has long been forgotten and chosen to be ignored, besides indulging in the odd Christmas plays or carols every once in a while. The reason for celebration for many are many.
CHRISTIANITY seems no longer to be a part of Christmas for all non-Christians. As a non-Christian I have always thought that Christmas is an extremely commercialized spending scheem some clever schmuck thought up whilst half-way to dreamland in bed, but what an idea! ‘Tis definitely the season to be jolly! While celebrating the birth of Jesus (let’s just step away from that for a bit), we could spend and party in his name! Everybody will be happy – the receivers, the givers, the old and the young. The shop owners are definitely laughing all the way to the bank as profit is finally going up after having been going the opposite way for the last few months due to the credit crunch…
So what I’m wondering about is why we must reserve all this love and joy for this birthday of someone none of us living at the moment knew in person? Is it so hard toshow your gratification for your loved ones on a daily basis?
Personally I’ve always loved Christmas. It’s a special time of the year for my family and I where we can sit back and relax without having to worry about school or work for a couple of days, and to finally see our friends and other members of the family. Presents are a plus, but not the most attractive part of it. What I like most about it all are the small traditions: The 24th we spend Christmas at our friends’ house. Here we will consume the traditional Christmas foods consisting of duck, turkey, roasted pork chop, potatoes, salad and tons of gravy. Then we will play the dice and presents game. Then we will eat ris a la mande and hunt for the whole almond so we can win the price. Then we will do presents. And in between all these steps in the procedure we will have lots of conversations, consume lots of alcohol, soda, chocolate, chips and candy, and my dad will try to get my friend’s grandma drunk whilst only drinking coke himself because he doesn’t like to drink.
The 26th our friends then come over to our house for home-cooked Chinese – and believe me this is no ordinary Chinese as my parents are cooking, this is kick-ass finger-lickin’ Chinese! – and on the 26th we go visit family or they come to us.
So this is what I do every single year. For as long as I’ve remembered we have done Christmas this way, and I am sure every person or family has their own traditions. For me this is what makes Christmas special and fun. It all comes down to one word: Time. It is the lack of time that makes it hard to see your family and friends often, to tell them you love them (even though it’s expressed in the form of a material good), and to spend valuable time with them as we all only live for a certain number of years. This is why I am grateful for this holiday season – even though I’m not a Christian and it’s damn expensive to show your love these days!
So until next time, I hope you all have a wonderful and merry Christmas!
A post about something a bit different. Mainly, a bit of a culture shock dilemma I’ve encounted.
Please take a few seconds to contemplate the image beside this text.
The picture depicts a grilled chicken – in case you were in doubt.
I must admit (much to the horror of my Vegetarian friends) that I love eating chicken. Ever since I was a kid chicken has been one of my most favorite foods. Be it boiled, steamed, grilled, fried, BBQ’ed… All was good in the neighborhood! However, ever since coming to London to study, I’ve noticed something.
1. I’ve very limited money.
2. Chicken is cheap.
3. Chicken is easy to cook.
So what does 1 + 2 + 3 = ? The answer is obvious: EAT CHICKEN! Cheap meat which you can eat all parts of, and cook in a gazillion ways! Plus you can cook it with whatever leftovers/salads/meat you can find, or just steam/boil/grill/eat raw (not recommended – for your own sake…)/ fry and eat it like that! Why not do what is easiest and best for the wallet? Why not make life easier for yourself?
However, this brought me to notice another thing:
4. People in my circle eat a lot of chicken.
I have seriously never in my life eaten as much chicken as I have here in this country. It’s honestly quite scary the quantities of chicken that is consumed in my household. The fact that I have chicken at least 4 out of 7 days a week is horrifying! But it seems not only to be me and my flatmates. I’ve been asking around about whether others have the same chicken-habits as us, and I’ve found the answer to be a positive one! Yes they do eat chicken all the time! And they love it and don’t mind it and don’t even give it a second thought! Wauw… So basically, based upon my collected information, I think it’s safe to say that people in this country – at least in my immediate surroundings! – eat chicken at least 4 times a week. I’ve aired this theory around and then asked people the big question:
Q: Could you live without eating chicken for a week?
A: Of course, the obvious answer is YES! But what I really mean, and which I also explain, is whether one can stand not eating chicken for a week. A lot of the people I’ve asked have answered a straight no right away, whilst others have stated that they deffo need “distraction” – as in other kinds of meat to make up for the chicken. “Like steak” a mate of mine said. Apparently, fish isn’t very popular food here…
So all this chicken got me thinking: How many chickens are produced a year, and how many of those do we consume a year? According to United Poultry Concerns [http://www.upc-online.org/chickens/chickensbro.html] over 50 billion chickens are slaughtered every year! With the growing world population and demand for chicken not seeming to be diminishing, could this be the making of the end of the chicken? Perhaps the solution for this is to turn vegan, or turn towards eating more of the other forms of meat available.
Anyways, I’ll keep on gathering information about this dilemma, and keep whoever’s reading, posted! So watch this space, and please do take the time to vote on my poll: Would you be able to not eat chicken for a week?
Until next time!
Welcome to my new blog, ChrissyLee – my little corner on the web! This is a little corner in cyberspace where I will blog about me, myself and I, along with pieces on marketing campaigns, ads and/or commercials I may find interesting. Or laughable. Some these days cannot be otherwise categorized…
The blog is still pretty much under construction, and will be continuously updated so keep checking back. 🙂
Until next time!