Love, Perhaps?

It's 6.45 am and I can't sleep. I've got a photo-shoot in 2 hours and 15 minutes. I hope I don't look like a zombie in the pictures. What's this photo-shoot for? It's for a publicity campaign being run to promote a local reality TV show called Love Perhaps?. Yes, I'm gonna be in a reality TV show! Hahahaha... Un-freakin-believable!

About two weeks ago my mom stuck a sheet of newspaper in front of my face saying "Boy, you should get yourself recognized!" On the paper it said "In search of 15 very elligable bachelors to participate in reality show Love Perhaps?. $50 000 in prizes to be won!" (just go to www.ntv7.com.my/cornettoloveperhaps) Hmm... There's money, there's probably gonna be a hot woman, maybe some glamour, a chance to pimp myself since I am gonna start a dance company, and most of all, something interesting to do on the weekends! With those prospects in mind, I went to Sri Pentas at Bandar Utama for the audition.

I went there, waited for about an hour, had Cornetto ice-cream, then got interviewed on a stage, with judges sitting in the front like a toned-down version of Idol without the singing. They asked a hell lot of questions that I'd never expected from Malaysian judges! From my inquiries into my personality to intrusions into my bedroom, no corner was left uncovered. But 3 days later, I was called to be informed that I got in. Malaysian TV, here I come!

We had a briefing, which included them telling us that we should talk extensively about the show. This isn't very extensive, is it? Anyway, the show was as what I expected it to be. It's like the Bachelorette- 15 cavemen pit against one another to bring one glorious prize home: an object worth about 50 000 ringgit. Oh yeah, and the girl too. I met the rest of the participants, and I tell you there were some good-looking guys there. If they weren't that good-looking, at least seemed like smooth-criminals! But remember Derrick, seduction is a game of psychology, not aesthetics.

The producers also mentioned something about Footsal, Rock-Climbing, Go-Karting and Cooking challenges. I've never played footsal, I have weak lats and biceps, and I have always been a wee bit to heavy for miniature-automobiles. So, I guess I have to bank on the cooking challenge. Why can't they have a freestyle battle? Why serve food instead of "serve" rivals?

When I found out about the photo-shoot, I realized that I have some serious shoppin' to do! My precious clothes and the style that expresses my individuality has all been left behind in Melbourne! (Joon Win, my dear gay roomate, please send my clothes ASAP!!!) Thank Ti Kong that it's my birthday week, and thank Laughing Buddha that its the great Malaysian sale, so I had a good reason to use The Platinum Card. Out I went to Mid-Valley and 1 Utama with my mom, into Zara, G2000, Guess?, Armani Exhange, Hush-Puppies, Nike, MetroJaya... damned, I've never been so branded in my life. The producers really should re-imburse me for all this.

Now, off to my photo-shoot...