Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: blog, edit, English, Ernest, fail, India, jazz, La Poo Poo, movie, project, routine, Sushi
If anyone reads Ernest’s blog and is wondering about the sudden lack of posts, I advise you to check out La Poo Poo’s latest post. I know he’s pretentious but it’s very necessary.
The reason for my lack of updates – English project. Is it dorky that I can’t wait to work on it every day? Like writing, I’ve realized that I could do this every day.
What is there to write about…Sushi came back from India. What was fail was that she was the only one in our group who did the jazz routine correctly – and she was half asleep.
I’m going to go edit my project now. Truth be told, I was already doing that.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Arizona Dream, blasphemy, Borders, college, conservatism, deep, director, doctors, fail, fansite, generation gap, Jack Sparrow, Johnny Depp, lawyers, movie, music, New Zealand, Pirates of the Caribbean, Pirates of the Caribbean 4, Robert Pattinson, Russell Brand, scandalous, shun, Stranger than Fiction, Twilight, Wonder Pets
I knew it would happen but still I opened the thread.
It’s almost 11 and there’s nothing to do except the slightly annoying College Research Project. I feel like an idiot turning in something to Whitney High School, where most people end up as doctors or lawyers, that says I want to be a director. Die……
So. I was on a Robert Pattinson fansite and I saw a thread about him being in PotC 4. There I read blasphemy such as “Russell Brand would be better as Jack Sparrow’s brother” and “PotC (obviously I have abbreviated it because non-fans usually write it out or write POC) sucks” and “Johnny Depp became a sell-out” and “Oh, darn now I would have to watch those movies” or even the most sacriligious of all: “Robert Pattinson would out-do Johnny Depp”
Yes, I know what I’ve been saying. But the old defensiveness rereared its ugly head. But he would not, out-do Johnny Depp. I’ve seen “Twilight”, so I’m not ignorant of his acting skills. He wasn’t bad. But CJS was a total surprise, they turned the whole series’s plot around for him. And then for #3 they put the focus back on Elizabeth which killed it. She is not interesting!!!
Okay whatever. No one cares.
My sisters tried to borrow “Wonder Pets” but my dad wouldn’t let them because he didn’t want to watch “the singing ones”. Instead we suffered with “Tinkerbell”. I thought they fired that department years ago.
Then we watched “Stranger than Fiction” and there was one scene where Harold and Ana are in bed. They’re not doing anything, they just happen to be in a bed. And my dad goes, “scandalous!” Not really, but you get the gist. In that moment I realized that if I became a director I could never have two people in the same bed in a movie.
Obviously I would break out of the conservatism that this incident reveals, but it just reminded me of all the differences between me and my parents. They’re so typical of movie-goers. They don’t understand the greatness of Wonder Pets, and a scandalous scene is automatically bad just because it’s scandalous. Even if they’re just talking. Even if it has meaning and is really sweet and pertains to the plot. I bet if they watched “Arizona Dream” they would shun it. Remind me never to bring it up in front of them. I may have to go “Little Bobby” on them, nervous breakdown and everything.
Oh well. It’s late and my dad threatened to wake everyone up at 8 tomorrow morning.
Life just reminded me of my shopping fail today and thus my ineptness at daily life. I asked the cashier at Borders if he was keeping the second receipt and then we had a moment of fumbling with it. Although, the lady in front of me was from New Zealand. I was almost born there. I want to go there. Tee hee.
The college research project has forced me to have another deep “what is my future” thinking session. And honestly, I’m questioning the point of college, and the point of other things like why some names are acceptable. Who made it so that John was normal? Blasphemy! Maybe I’ll outgrow it. Anyways, so I was wondering if I wanted to get away from California. I do, but there’s an advantage to staying here if I want to make movies. Gahhhhhhhh. Why couldn’t I have been born in New Zealand? Then I could have moved here later when it would be of more benefit and experienced two places.
So…once again, it is late. I shall be going to bed. Goodnight. Sayonara, Japanese goodbye.
PS. I’m still desperate for new music, although I have found some.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: 2003, Christmas, deep, Deep Roy, fail, fansites, haircut, imposter, JDOCD, Johnny Depp, MarioKart, Mika, Pirates of the Caribbean, posters, Raiders, Robert Pattinson, Six Degrees, skinny dip, Tamagotchi
I couldn’t hold this back. Angela’s Christmas card to me had a huge picture of Rob Pattinson stuck in it. I must enact revenge by pasting a bazillion Johnny Depp pictures in her birthday card. That is, if I have enough ink and time.
I realize now what Rob Pattinson reminds me of, especially after his haircut. It’s that little boy who’s house I used to go to. He would swim naked and it was scandalous. He still has my MarioKart. Shun.
Now that my room is clean I wish I hadn’t killed my computer. Technology just shrivels in my hands.
Now for some deepness. Imposter deepness.
I don’t think about PotC voluntarily anymore. I have to pull it up out of the colorful muck that is my brain now. I think the only reason I hang on to it is because I have for so long, and because of six degrees. Gah.
Deepness gone. But Deep Roy is in Johnny Depp’s basement. Six degrees.
I need stuff for my walls, but I was thinking not movie posters. But you can only buy non-movie posters online. And I never buy things online other than books.
I’m in a rambling mood. And in the mood to buy things/obsess over Mika.
I’m careful now to keep a distance from possibly extreme obsessive things. Which is why I feel like an imposter fan on Mika fansites, unlike Johnny Depp fansites. That’s weird because Mika is very recent compared to all the stuff that’s happened to Johnny Depp. That I know about. Creepy yet again.
I have a Raiders poster from…2003 that I want to get rid of. It was a fail poster giveaway at the school book fair.
Okay I really have nothing to talk about. I just want to keep talking.
I’m reading the “You Know You’re a Mika Fan When…” thread and I’m sad. Because I do not have MikaOCD like I have JDOCD.
My sister has this imposter Tamagotchi and we tried to play with it but I think I killed it before it was even born. Fail.
Perhaps I’ll go to sleep now. Bye. Darn it, stupid tags.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: angry, Bleeding Love, bubble, deep, drama, fail, fanvideo, generation, girl power, guy problems, high school, Johnny Depp, nightmare, rant, religion, Sweeney Todd, Sweeney Todd London Press Conference
I’m not going to say anything because it would just be grudge-ful.
But for posterity, I hated girl power today. I sort of hated my generation in general today too. Now it’s mellowed out to a “whyyyy?”
I can only speak for the girls for obvious – or not so obvious – reasons. I get the feeling that in today’s argument some of things we said were only for the sake of arguing, because they were so generic. It annoys me when girls defend each other. It’s a great thing, but the way we do it is so grating. And we think we’re doing people a favor, no, we just look ridiculous.
Maybe I’m just weird, but I don’t bother with these things anymore. I haven’t been involved in any drama since 8th grade. I’ve realized that it’s pointless and while sometimes fun, it just makes you all stressed out. What does this do for you? Or to progress your life? I’m sort of waiting for most of the other people in our class to grow up. I have been so much happier in general since I stopped bothering with friend problems and guy problems. I think mainly because of who my friends are, though, these problems don’t really exist. And even if one of us is being poopy, it’s not like we’ll exact revenge. Although I’m worried Sushi might one day. We all know it was the reason we were nice to that guy who left for Gahr (not naming names – stealthy)
Seriously, I’m so lucky to have my friends. It’s like a bubble within a bubble, a, excuse my AP Human terminology, permeable border. If that’s the wrong term, I don’t know what you should do to me. Even though we’re in a bubble, thanks to modern technology known as the Internet we know a bunch of crappish stuff that no one else does, mainly about entertainment…weight loss…umm…and Johnny Depp. Because of the amount of knowledge we have, Johnny Depp gets his own category. Not because he’s the first thing that popped into my mind when I was trying to come up with a third category. Anyways, all you have to do is picture our attempt at a normal high school girl talk and FAIL will bombard you until you land in a pile of mush and kumquat seeds.
What’s with all the deep angry rants? You may now name a religion after me based on my beliefs. Blasphemous!
Dear God, I was just kidding.
Some parts of my fanvideo died. It just says “invalid” in big ugly letters in those parts. Like I’m a leper or something. Good thing I remember the clips from watching them so much. This is probably why people don’t use Internet movie editors.
For English homework I bluntly referenced “Sweeney Todd”. I sound like a freak because I wrote “at the ‘Sweeney Todd’ press conference in London last year” and why would I know that?
My ipod started playing “Bleeding Love” and I thought I had entered into a live nightmare.
I still want cake.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Pirates of the Caribbean, Johnny Depp, China, Arizona Dream, funny, humor, fail, deep, Twilight, Strega Nona, Tomie DePaola, politics, old people, Taiwan, bathroom, Taiwanese Film Festival, Brava Strega Nona, Robert Sabuda, Matthew Reinhart, huzzah, Oasis, Fade Out, Freddie Highmore, accent, August Rush, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, Robin Williams, hunger, McDonald's, directors, producers, Taiwanese cinema, Grandma's Hairpin, Viva Tonal, Cape No. 7, 1930's, songs, plot holes, Asian drama, Titanic, touching, Japanese singer, fob, language-genocide, UCLA
I don’t know about the rest of you, but for a while I wasn’t sure whether Tomie DePaola was still alive. I would have been very sad if he was dead, but here is proof. This is a newish book of Strega Nona! Huzzah!!!!!
And here’s what it looks like inside.
Can I say huzzah again?
Oh yesh, and I just realized I’m listening to that one Oasis song with Johnny Depp on guitar on it. Don’t look at me like that, I’ve never heard it before.
The Taiwanese Film Festival twas pretty good except that now I’ve got a horrible backache from sitting all day kind of close to the screen. I didn’t get to eat until I was going home, which was like…10 or 11 ish. So all I ate for the day was a slice of lemon cake (CRAVING SATISFIED) and a granola bar that I ate under the heat lamp. PS: the heat lamp doesn’t help me. Using such pity I got my dad to buy me some McDonald’s. Huzzah. Although I think they poured salt on it.
I get the feeling that I should probably write something serious about the Film Festival. Well I don’t really have any grievances, although I expected less scholars on the panel and more directors, producers, etc. I liked the point about how Taiwanese cinema is very free to do whatever. It made me want to move there to make movies. But then again, a slightly stupid idea. Well, actually I thought the people in charge of the event were a tad rude. Like the guy with the microphone who always tried to cut people off when there was almost no time left. He just cut them off, he didn’t even wait for an appopriate pause. Quel poopy. He pushed me and was like, “Can we moving please?” And that was fail but I was too angry to laugh at him. Plus I really had to pee and I was hungry.
The films shown were good. Seeing the first one made me realize that not all good movies have to have crystal clear sound. It was about Chinese veterans in Taiwan (Grandma’s Hairpin). My grandpa was one of them, not that he was in the movie, but it made me start thinking about how little I know about his past. He’s just all jolly and stuff and talks like Mao Ze Dong. Well, they’re from the same province. And the people in the movie were from there too…I started thinking about his family in China. Has he ever seen them again? And omg, that’s my family too. I thought it was cute though, that the hairpin, the title of the movie, had disappeared. Okay. Deepness galore. The next movie has less deep thought from me.
Mostly I got really excited from seeing my grandma’s neighborhood in the movie. I was like, “Hey…those signs look familiar…hey I know that Pizza Hut!!! And is that that drippy air conditioner that always leaks on me by the bus stop?!” It wasn’t, I’ve decided, but still, I’ve walked past that place so many times. And then I cringed because it was a movie about Taiwanese pop music in the 30’s (Viva Tonal) and most of the music were from records. On top of that the people blared it kind of loud in the theater so it was really really shrill. What was creepy though and yet kind of cute was that all the old people started singing along and tapping their feet.
And finally I watched Cape No. 7. Apparently it’s very famous but the first time I heard of it I was like, what? It wasn’t a great movie technically, it ran like an Asian drama, and there were plot holes galore, but the feeling was there, so it was touching. It’s kind of like Titanic. Not a great movie, but it’s got a premise that immediately touches you. I expected more of the historical aspect though. It was the touching part of this movie, but it wasn’t explored as much. And did they reuse the Japanese singer for the Japanese guy in the end?!
Anyways, it was very funny, unlike most Taiwanese things that try but aren’t to me. It’s a difference in humor, I think. Even in Cape No. 7 I thought some of the humor was so Taiwanese because it was like those weird comedies my family watches in Taiwan. It was a good movie though, overall. After we had a q&a with the director. He was funny and down to earth. Huzzah. And I got a lot of practice listening to Taiwanese yesterday. Tee hee.
I want to go to Taiwan now. Gah I sound like a fob. Hurry someone, give me cake.
Me and another intern expressed our dislike of Twilight, and that was fun. Huzzah. Yes, this was just put here to add Twilight to the tags and therefore attract more readers. The former paragraph would have been a pretty good ending.
But no, actually I want to address something else. I don’t know if this will affect my internship, but it shouldn’t if they’re fair. During the roundtable people had to bring in politics. I was like, we’re discussing film, for goodness sake. And it wasn’t any old politics, they were biased questions about the Taiwanese government. And then someone had to remind us that documentaries are paid by the government. Gee…okay. Suspicion and conspiracy theories galore? I mean, of course the government sponsors films, but can’t you give it a chance and not be biased against it before you watch?
And then some old guy brought up language-genocide, which was interesting but again really biased. He said something totally propaganda-like, like “I will ask this in Taiwanese because I feel it’s important to express my thoughts in my mother tongue”. I was like, okay, fine, but you don’t have to say it like that. And then he talked about language-genocide. Gah. I don’t mean it didn’t exist but just…you’re kind of extreme.
Personally, I acknowledge that Taiwan is much different from China. Duh, they’ve been separated for so long. But we are all still Chinese, genetically. Do we not share the same holidays? Can you just abandon 4000 years of shared history? I think not. And be realistic. Is the world going to communicate with you in Taiwanese? I love Taiwanese, I’ve listened to it forever, but what you need to speak is Chinese if you want to get anywhere these days. So when I learned that for a while they stopped teaching Chinese in Taiwan I was like…oh. my. god.
Please don’t fire me.
I saw all the posters in the film department of UCLA. PotC’s 1, 2, and 3. Huzzah! I mean…I don’t care…:)
A trip to another UCLA bathroom, however, dashed any 2nd thoughts I had about going there. Well, maybe. It wasn’t that bad, and it is a sacrifice I’m willing to make if their film program is tres tres good. Which it is. The toilet sprayed so much water when it flushed. It was gross, like a cold geyser.
Oh and I watched August Rush. Freddie Highmore, improve your American accent. The movie had good ideas, it just came off as too dreamy and strange sometimes. I know, this coming from someone who loves Arizona Dream? Yesh. There’s good dreamy and bad dreamy. And how did his dad know that he was his son? No one told him. I expect he’ll find out later and he was only staring at Freddie Highmore that way because he was wowed by his genius. This was nice role for Robin Williams. Different, and refreshing from his usual talk fast is not that funny anymore schtick. Not that he tries to be not funny.
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“I haven’t posted in a while.” I hate when people say that in their returning post. I’ve just said it, so flog me now…
Actually, don’t. ‘Twould be painful.
Today there was a cockroach in dance class and Marivel freaking just picked it up. It was huge. And Sushi just ran around going, “Don’t kill it!” Now Marivel’s her hero. But Sushi wouldn’t pick up the cockroach either. What kind of martyr would she be?!
Why is Sushi so funny? She just is, she doesn’t do anything to be funny. Actually when she tries it’s kind of fail. Which in turn makes it funny.
I’m going to the Taiwanese Film Festival tomorrow. Huzzah for my first film fest ever. I hope it’ll be fun. At least my internship is paying for my food.
Sometimes I worry I don’t have enough extracurriculurs. Then I worry that I am stupid because who am I going to compare myself to? All the other smart people at Whitney? I wish I knew what most other high school students did to see if I’m just fail at Whitney or fail everywhere.
Our school keeps getting worse and worse, it seems. We’re still really good, but it seems each year the students get less smart and I doubt we are as good as we were before. Oxford is catching up, and they’re the imposters. How can the imposters beat the original? Anyway, someone told me it was because the district started picking the students for us. They have to be fair, so the smartest from each school gets in. That means some of the smart people don’t get in.
Yes, it’s more fair but do you know the consequences of this? Every year our grades go down, and some smart kids who don’t make it in start thinking their dumb. The good students from an okay school aren’t necessarily better than the bad kids at a better school. What I mean is that the top three from one school could be worse than the top ten at another school. And if we are supposed to take in the kids with potential, shouldn’t we take in the smartest of the total?
Why do I get so sleepy in math? It’s like the moment I walk in I’m sleepy. But I never fall asleep, my conscience doesn’t let me. Like Macbeth. Not that I killed anyone…
And it sucks because I want to pay attention but I just don’t get it. And Ms. Breik’s voice droning on makes me want to sleep.
Today was also Faculty Follies. Twas not so great as the ones in the past but there were still funny moments. When they were playing taxi and they said “OMG I haven’t seen Twilight yet” I said, “I’m right here.” And when they were looking for a crisis for the improv Miya said, “Grapes.” And we all laughed and disturbed the acne-happy people next to us. Huzzah!
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: fail, in-n-out, men's restroom, Twilight
My sister ended up watching “Twilight” after all. I have no words for this.
This weekend was crazy shopping every day. I’ve got almost everybody’s presents. Why do I have so many friends this year? It’s annoying around Christmas time because you have to buy everyone something.
Yesterday night we ate at In-N-Out and my sister and I had to wash our hands. Someone wasn’t godspeeding in the girls bathroom so we decided to take a risk and wash our hands in the guys bathroom. The one time I do something scandalous a guy walks in, all ready to go pee and two manly girls are washing their hands in the guys restroom. GAKDSKLAWEJCSAEJv. We were like…”Sorry…we’re just…washing our hands…”
It was so awkward. His girlfriend kept staring at us while we ate. Fail much? I think so.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: Adventures in the Book of Virtue, bear, China, exciting, fail, fanfiction, grizzly bear, Jack Sparrow, Jack's daughter, Manchuria, Manchurian Brown Bear, Marvin the Tap-Dancing Horse, modern, movies, San Diego Zoo, Sean Connery, show, sister, sit, Six Degrees, sushmita, toilet, unfortunate, Veteran's Day, Why so serious, Wizard of Oz
As predicted, I spent my Veteran’s Day at the San Diego Zoo. I saw the hugest bear in the whole freaking world. It was like the size of the bears in the movies, and in comparison, the grizzly bear in the next exhibit was nothing. The Manchurian Brown Bear’s head was like, thrice the size of mine, but the stupid bear wouldn’t get out of the water so I only saw up to its shoulders. By the way, Manchuria is in China. I…don’t know why I mentioned this.
Anyways, I’ve got a new fanfiction idea. That’s not to say I’m abandoning Sushmita. This one has yet to be named, but it is a “Jack’s daughter” fic. And it is a modern day thing. God, it sounds bad, but I hope I’ll be able to rescue this stupid idea from the toilet of fail upon which Sean Connery shits. That was a pun…Sean Connery does not have anything to do with fail except the unfortunate fact that he should not say “sit”.
Also, I was just reminded of shows I used to watch. “Marvin the Tap-Dancing Horse” and “Adventures in the Book of Virtue”. Exciting.
Haha the show my sister’s watching just said “Why so cheerful”. It made me six degree.
Filed under: Uncategorized | Tags: AP Human, arieldepp, Captain Jack Sparrow, fail, Hindu, KOST 103.5, media lab, migration, Miya, mother divine, sri kaleshwar, stealthy grapes, sultry
As Capstain Jack Sparrow would say: “Finely!”
The story behind this is during one of our stealthy grapes sessions in the media lab I looked up migration for our AP Human project and this ad was on the page. Except I hadn’t scrolled down and this was all we saw.
And Miya began to read, “Who is Mother Divine?” in a sultry KOST 103.5 voice. Then I scrolled down.
And it was a man. Yes, we understand the man is not Mother Divine, but is in fact Sri Kaleshwar. And yes, we understand that this is part of Hindu religion, but the ad is so misleading it’s slightly fail. I hope I didn’t offend anyone.
