Since no one reads this blog I shall make use of this to practice my MBA skills...So first chapter is marketing...
So according to this book...there are 7 steps in creating a marketing strategy.
1) Consumer analysis
2) market analysis
3) Competition analysis
4) Distribution
5) marketing mix
6) Econs
7) and revision...
so I suppose we could start from consumer analysis then...
So what is the need or use of a perfect man product?
Companionship, reliable, efficient, long-lasting, durable, compatible.
Who will obtain the product and who will use the product?
well since its an end product, I suppose the obtainer and the user is the same.
Ok involvement and all i guess can skip for now..lets move on to
demographic segmentation
Age - Young hehe prolly users between 18-24
Sex - Female
Income - I guess not really relevant
Martial Status - Singles required lol
Family Life Cycle - empty nesters or mate hunters lol
Education/Occupation - more matured the better but naive is okay as well
Ethnicity,religion, race: Asian, anything, Chinese or mixed.
haha dem this looks more like a dating recruitment than an analysis lol
Next up Marketing Analysis!
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Sunday, August 10, 2008
August 08 monologues
WARNING May be offensively funny!
You know my brother used to use this abbreviation a lot. SAD. Stands for 'Single available and desperate. Goes with Bad, Bi-available and desperate but thats a different story altogether.
SO anyway he recites this mantra like, well quite frequently and so it hits my muscle memory. So now I'm 'sad' most of the time. Only variable is not the S and A part but the D part.
And so Ive lived my life as a 'sad' person. Cause now, I find that women don't find me attractive at all. Don't ask me why. They don't find me hot, except for one, but thats cause she was curious why i didn't need a jacket to stay in the cinema.
Girls don't find me handsome, except aunties who of course dig young men. (Pause) watch out uncles lol.
But what i find that I can attract apart from flies, kids, gays and grandmothers, are people who have depressions in life. Regardless of gender.
Not because that I'm in a much worst state then them....well thats not the case ....usually. But because I somehow or rather am able to cheer them up.
How? u might ask? Don't ask me Im a comedian not a therapist for god's sake.
Measure of my ability?? cause i know usually when we measure a comedian we go like...hahaha this is hilarious this guy is good...or wth u suck. So theres only two grades, Good and suck.
But But I have testis!! 'Testimonials' for you dirty minded b*stards. I can proudly claim....That I can make a young girl, laugh! in 'I am Legend'. At the part where the zombies are huddling together in the building. Don't ask me dumb questions on why i was with young girls in a cinema, they were old friends k? And we were suppose to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks.
I can make tears of sadness turn into tears of joy within minutes! How? Again? haven't you learnt ur lesson? Im a dem comedian Dude!
But I do have my limits. Like every comedian, we only have a cup to drink from. Once we gypsies siphon off ur sad tears, we have to store it till we become full of depression ourselves. So thats why our jokes usually turn sour...at least for awhile.
But thats not the bad part. I find that usually, I have become a tears transfusion centre for most people. Its till the extent that they get on in their lives until something goes wrong, then they will find time to recharge and then head back in their life.
I mean...so where do I come in in their life apart from being a water treatment centre? Sometimes its so bad I feel like I must have lost my own life, cause in this one I feel like a spare.
Speaking about things that begin with the letter 'S'. I think my whole life's been surrounded by them. Im Single and straight, I dance Salsa, my favorite Superhero is Superman, Love sweet stuff, would enjoy sex if i weren't single i suppose, prefer skinny than chubby, almost everything to do with Ss. No 'ass' doesn't start with the letter S. But the act of does start with an...shoot! Mind U Im SAD not BAD.
- Juzzy Good Day!
You know my brother used to use this abbreviation a lot. SAD. Stands for 'Single available and desperate. Goes with Bad, Bi-available and desperate but thats a different story altogether.
SO anyway he recites this mantra like, well quite frequently and so it hits my muscle memory. So now I'm 'sad' most of the time. Only variable is not the S and A part but the D part.
And so Ive lived my life as a 'sad' person. Cause now, I find that women don't find me attractive at all. Don't ask me why. They don't find me hot, except for one, but thats cause she was curious why i didn't need a jacket to stay in the cinema.
Girls don't find me handsome, except aunties who of course dig young men. (Pause) watch out uncles lol.
But what i find that I can attract apart from flies, kids, gays and grandmothers, are people who have depressions in life. Regardless of gender.
Not because that I'm in a much worst state then them....well thats not the case ....usually. But because I somehow or rather am able to cheer them up.
How? u might ask? Don't ask me Im a comedian not a therapist for god's sake.
Measure of my ability?? cause i know usually when we measure a comedian we go like...hahaha this is hilarious this guy is good...or wth u suck. So theres only two grades, Good and suck.
But But I have testis!! 'Testimonials' for you dirty minded b*stards. I can proudly claim....That I can make a young girl, laugh! in 'I am Legend'. At the part where the zombies are huddling together in the building. Don't ask me dumb questions on why i was with young girls in a cinema, they were old friends k? And we were suppose to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks.
I can make tears of sadness turn into tears of joy within minutes! How? Again? haven't you learnt ur lesson? Im a dem comedian Dude!
But I do have my limits. Like every comedian, we only have a cup to drink from. Once we gypsies siphon off ur sad tears, we have to store it till we become full of depression ourselves. So thats why our jokes usually turn sour...at least for awhile.
But thats not the bad part. I find that usually, I have become a tears transfusion centre for most people. Its till the extent that they get on in their lives until something goes wrong, then they will find time to recharge and then head back in their life.
I mean...so where do I come in in their life apart from being a water treatment centre? Sometimes its so bad I feel like I must have lost my own life, cause in this one I feel like a spare.
Speaking about things that begin with the letter 'S'. I think my whole life's been surrounded by them. Im Single and straight, I dance Salsa, my favorite Superhero is Superman, Love sweet stuff, would enjoy sex if i weren't single i suppose, prefer skinny than chubby, almost everything to do with Ss. No 'ass' doesn't start with the letter S. But the act of does start with an...shoot! Mind U Im SAD not BAD.
- Juzzy Good Day!
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Suffering and the Cause of suffering...
For years under the rule of "realistic" guardians who have both been scarred with the negative perception of making mistakes, one has been tainted with the fear of learning.
Years, of being brainwashed into thinking that mistakes are lethal and that one should follow the status quo of the ancient's wishes and not the wishes of oneself.
Years of being under vigilant watch on what is perceived to be the best path as if time and environment has not changed since 1969. Years of being chained under the rule of the grasping mind and the dead mind.
With so many chains and bolts that has wrapped over oneself who finds that he is alone in the middle of a snake pit. How will one survive when one day oneself finds that the chains are gone, and oneself is totally naked, unable to fend for oneself in the pit of limitless possibilities of death and suffering?
Not knowing that the 'best method' of protection is indeed signing the death warrant of oneself, when everyone else has been bitten by the snake and has started to receive immunity. Only terrible death will await oneself...or would it?
But with so much constriction and disability of being helpless in the pit. What of the benefits of being so fresh and delicious to the patient snake waiting to have it's meal?
Could the weigh of the chains actually allow oneself, to move faster and dodge the snake's advances? How does one reflect on the goodness of this protection? How ready would onself be to tackle the problems of the world when oneself has not had hands on experience of the deluded and polluted world? Let alone two guardians who unknowingly increasing the temptation of the snake to strike?
With a sigh, the snake is curling up for an attack, waiting for the fading chains to dematerialize....
How would oneself who has seen countless attacks but not experienced it oneself fend off such attacks when the moment of truth reveals itself into play?
Years, of being brainwashed into thinking that mistakes are lethal and that one should follow the status quo of the ancient's wishes and not the wishes of oneself.
Years of being under vigilant watch on what is perceived to be the best path as if time and environment has not changed since 1969. Years of being chained under the rule of the grasping mind and the dead mind.
With so many chains and bolts that has wrapped over oneself who finds that he is alone in the middle of a snake pit. How will one survive when one day oneself finds that the chains are gone, and oneself is totally naked, unable to fend for oneself in the pit of limitless possibilities of death and suffering?
Not knowing that the 'best method' of protection is indeed signing the death warrant of oneself, when everyone else has been bitten by the snake and has started to receive immunity. Only terrible death will await oneself...or would it?
But with so much constriction and disability of being helpless in the pit. What of the benefits of being so fresh and delicious to the patient snake waiting to have it's meal?
Could the weigh of the chains actually allow oneself, to move faster and dodge the snake's advances? How does one reflect on the goodness of this protection? How ready would onself be to tackle the problems of the world when oneself has not had hands on experience of the deluded and polluted world? Let alone two guardians who unknowingly increasing the temptation of the snake to strike?
With a sigh, the snake is curling up for an attack, waiting for the fading chains to dematerialize....
How would oneself who has seen countless attacks but not experienced it oneself fend off such attacks when the moment of truth reveals itself into play?
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