Journal no. 3

I signed up for this alumni thing because I wanted to 'network', which might help me find employment.
This was when my last graduation holiday was going to begin, and the very real prospect of job hunting started to loom over me.
It was held at a pretty cool place, with free drinks and canapes. I thought the view from the fancy Fullerton Boathouse, where Prelude was, might be worth it.
Most importantly, I could bring a friend, which I desperately needed. So I was really glad that X was available to come enjoy the free booze.

This was the sign outside.

Once we entered the rooftop bar, got nametags, and saw the random collection of people talking in groups there, I decided to give up the idea of networking.
There was no way I was going to wander about, talking to adults who look professional and business-like, since I didn't know what I could talk to them about, other than the usual topics that bored me.
X and I went to camp out in a corner where you can see the Fullerton Hotel, away from everyone.

So, the main event was for the new vice-chancellor to introduce herself to the Singaporean graduates.

After her little speech, and some other speeches, we left our corner to get food/drinks, since there was a smoker who sat nearby. Then our spot became occupied by others, so we had to hang out in a less exclusive place, which was basically the table close to where the speakers were.

Unexpectedly, some guy introduced himself to us even though we had our backs facing everyone. 
And he turned out to be a chatty guy who was not boring, managing to relate my grad project to being like having to write a 10,000 thesis about a 27 minute episode of Friends (mine was 27 minutes of original video). Then his friend talked to us too and we had a laugh over their adventurous trekking holidays and video projects.

So, this event turned out more entertaining than expected. I guess talking to people is only as boring as you make yourself to be. Or something like that.