Tuesday, June 30, 2015

Gay Pride

So I was ecstatic for sure when I heard about SCOTUS' decision to legalize same-sex marriage. Good precedent for the rest of the world because, well, many countries truly do look to the USA as a role model.

Anyhow, I recently attended my first Pride parade ever. For London this took place one day after the SCOTUS decision so I naturally had high expectations. For some strange reason, I imagined it like a New Year's Eve kind of 'shebang' with giant floats, great Broadway music, many disco balls, confetti, and a variety of semi-famous to famous pop singers lending their voices to the cause (like Sam Smith, or something).

Clearly, I was super mistaken. Sam Smith probably cares more about making money anyway. The singers who sang at the 'concert' at the end of the parade were incredibly painful to listen to. Apparently some were from 'Pride's got Talent'....but they were really horrible though. Most of the parade was downright disappointing, with just a bunch of people representing corporate companies just kind of tooting their own corporate agenda in fact one even had fucking VUVUZELAS blasting throughout. I thought there would be super fabulous drag queens having a lot of fun and lip syncing to fabulous songs (part of the whole cliche, which I really wanted to soak in!), but the drag queens didn't even seem to have that much fun, it felt very toned down. Also it was immensely crowded, there was so much litter strewn everywhere on the streets, the air was filled with cigarette smoke and rancid beer, and people were rubbing their god-awful sweaty arms around me...

The whole thing felt quite abysmal to me, so I left after like an hour or so with N to Selfridges to window-shop instead ahaha.

I guess Pride wasn't really for me, but I'm glad I've gone to my first parade. I'm all for the 'concept' of Pride - one day for people to celebrate life and diversity and just having a good time, whilst also slowly paving the way for equality in the future. But I can't deny that it felt trashy. N's even worse than me, he absolutely hates Pride. He thinks it perpetuates harmful gay stereotypes (there was a performance on stage called 'Take Off' where the stewards stripped to their undies and gyrated everywhere - the funny thing was none of them had hot bodies), and also wonders why isn't there a Straight Pride? - Sometimes N is really too immature to understand these things, and I don't really have the patience to explain it to his stubborn ass that straight pride doesn't exist because everyone in the world who's straight can fucking be proud every day and make out/hold hands on the streets without fear of backlash. It's just like with this whole BlackLivesMatter thing and white people going white lives matter too!

It's really like a 'tell me something I don't already know bitch!'

Saturday, June 13, 2015

My Odyssey Years

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/06/12/opinion/david-brooks-how-adulthood-happens.html?_r=0

Great article, sums up how uncertain I feel about my life right now, but also how I am optimistic that I will eventually figure things out.

Life has been pretty good so far. I have one week left of school, and I'm done. I've done a bit of self-reflection for sure, and while I still feel that my master's program was a bit of a sham, I've grown quite a bit for sure.

  1. I've met more ethnic/cultural diversity among my classmates, unlike that in my American college. However, I've met less socio-economic diversity, and I've learned that affluent people behave largely similarly in spite of cultural differences. 
  2. I've learned to be more forgiving of long commute times. I scowl when friends say that a 15-minute journey is too long for them. I've definitely become more humble in this aspect. 
  3. I've learned to care less about social pressure. I've learned to say 'no' to parties when I'm too exhausted, and I've learned to be less affected when friends are invited to events that I'm not. It sounds wildly stupid, but this is quite an important growing up feature for me. It means that I am more grounded and assured of myself.
  4. I've become a lot better at talking about myself professionally. This is from the few interviews and coffee chats that I've had. Practice indeed makes perfect. I used to be so terrified about this.
  5. I've really grown again in my relationship with N. This past year saw very real-life trials and tribulations, and we overcame them all (far better than most of my friends who ended up breaking up) to become really solid together. We still say so many sweet-nothings even though it's two years since we've started dating. 
  6. I enjoy having more varied activities than before. In America it was just smoking weed and going to shitty dive bars. In Asia, it was popping bottles in clubs with people I didn't care about, or (frankly) watching movies in the cinemas. Now in London, I go to art galleries, museums, watchmaking exhibitions, ballet, plays, and enjoy myself, whereas in the past I grew bored quickly of such stuffy activities. 
  7. I've also learned to dress a lot sharper, now that I'm in Europe. This is a good thing, for sure.
In a month my parents are going to be in town and after that, I'll be going back home to Asia. It is going to be a very chill summer indeed, before starting work in September as a consultant. What the hell does that even mean really - a graduate management consultant? I see it as a necessary evil in my life - a short-term path for me to learn how to properly stand on my own two feet professionally, before I find something else more fulfilling. 

After all, life is about fulfilment.