Archive | July, 2010

Indie things!

29 Jul

Note: I’m in a very critical mood right now, keep that in mind! And this post is going to be a terrible read because I’m posting whatever I think, which also means that my thoughts are not coherent at all. But I think anyone who’s used to reading this blog is used to that!

I wouldn’t say I hate all things indie, but I feel like it’s become “cool” in that fad kind of way. Indie no longer stands for independent; now, it is practically synonymous with cliche.

Firstly, not everything that’s indie is good. For example, there are indie films that just plain suck. There are also indie bands that just plain suck as well. People who are for all things indie need to realize that just because it is labeled as “independent” does NOT make it good.

I would also like to note now that I tried to get into the whole indie music scene, and I managed to find some music that I genuinely liked. Ultimately, I realized that a lot of it doesn’t interest me. I’m not ashamed to say that I like top 40 music. Indie just isn’t my scene. My honest opinion is that while there are some gems in the rough, there is also a lot of dumb shit that involves scratchy dainty whisper-soft bad vocals and two repeated guitar chords in the background.

SORRY, THAT’S JUST NOT HOW I ROLL WITH MY MUSIC. I would rather listen to something auto-tuned. If you’re going to judge me because of my taste in music… LOL go right ahead. If I like it, I like it. There really isn’t anything else to it. Does the fact that I prefer something sounding artificially perfect over harsh but real imperfections say something about my personality? You must think I’m the type to get plastic surgery to look perfect instead of accepting my flaws, right?


I will say that I appreciate the hard work and genuine efforts that go into any real independent work, even if it does suck. Putting together a movie or an album on your own is not easy, and I would never take that for granted, especially when all the work is done by some poor filmmaker or band with big dreams and an empty wallet.

Okay, so Fox Searchlight is just one of many studios that kinda offer movies that would be considered “indie.” These are the geniuses that brought you films like Juno, Waitress, Slumdog Millionaire, Little Miss Sunshine, Napoleon Dynamite, Sideways, I ♥ Huckabees, The Last King of Scotland, Crazy Heart, and Fantastic Mr. Fox.

Quite an impressive list of films, no?

I won’t begrudge them the honors they earned and deserved, but I feel like some of them became these cult classics that became cool to watch instead of genuinely good films. Like Juno. And Slumdog Millionaire. AND NAPOLEON FUCKING DYNAMITE, WHICH WASN’T EVEN THAT FUNNY.

Okay, now I’m going to rave about a film that is for real indie and typifies the world of independent media that is good but not appreciated.

I used to have Netflix and a huge, huge celebrity crush on Haley Joel Osment. Combine the two and what do you get? LOTS OF HJO MOVIES!

So there was this movie that he was in called Edges of the Lord. It was rated R, and I was like 12 at the time. I didn’t really know if it was my type of movie, considering it was just another Holocaust flick.

(NOTHING AGAINST THE HOLOCAUST, but there are only a billion movies on the subject, and a lot of them earn all these awards simply because they deal with the Holocaust. We don’t need another film to show us one of the worst tragedies in history.)

I decided to rent it anyways. No loss.

So this movie was never theatrically released in the United States. It was made in 2001 and released on DVD in the US in 2005. Everything about the film screams – oozes – ultra low-budget.

The film is extremely simplistic, in my opinion, and yet it is not without its fair share of flaws. The story isn’t completely coherent, and at times I have to ask myself what I’m watching, or why this scene is relevant to the film as a whole. It moves really slowly, but it piques throughout with little bursts of action that wake you up.

The most incredible thing was the film’s ending. You cannot comprehend the extent to which the ending broke my heart. I didn’t even cry. It’s just one of those things where you have to sit through the whole movie and in the end realize that what Tolo does is… I don’t even know how to describe it. It’s just probably one of the saddest things I’ve ever seen.

Okay, this post took way too much brainpower to produce.

I’m done!


MLS All-Star Game.

28 Jul

Don’t read it if you don’t care, really, save us both the trouble.

And I’m keepin’ this one short.

Before I say anything else, I seriously must point out that Chicharito is like the most adorable thing ever. Like I want to put him in my purse and carry him around with me everywhere. I’m glad he got a goal tonight 😀

The fact the the MLS “all-star” team got pommeled by a depleted Manchester United team speaks volumes for the sport of soccer in the US. And the way the US celebrated the shit out of its two goals (vs Man U’s five) speaks even more about the US as a country.

Okay, I’m not going to get into that. I’m only going to deal with the football right now since I’m tired.

Yeah. Sad. Man U was without many of its top players tonight and yet…

The MLS sucks. I’ve known it for over four years. I never watch it. It is shit shit shit. It’s not even the players’ faults. I’m sure they’re trying hard and stuff, but no. It’s just bad. American soccer is just not up to par with the rest of the world. It’s just plain disgusting. A disgrace, if you will.

Looking down the USMNT roster, I’m glad that the better players on the squad are not playing in the US but instead in Europe, where soccer is appreciated as a sport. Besides Landon Donovan, everyone else plays in Europe. Thank goodness they can be honest with themselves in basically admitting that the MLS is a joke.


28 Jul

I like being obsessive. It gives me something to be passionate about, even if it means disrupting myself from reality. ESPECIALLY because it disrupts my reality. My very, very boring reality.

I rarely take initiative outside of academics. Like I will work my ass off for an A, but normally I talk about doing things, and I never get around to doing them.

THAT IS GOING TO CHANGE! Because Passive Annie is going to become Proactive Annie. I’ve sworn to myself a million times already, but this time it’s for real. Because being proactive is how I’m going to roll from now on. That means not letting life get by without at least acknowledging that I’m missing out by not doing anything.

I think the last time I actually did something I really wanted to do was go to Disneyland with Marina when she invited me. I really wanted to go, but I was close to just not going. And I’m really glad I went. I had a really good time, and it was in April with AP exams and all that shit coming up. I think it was good for the soul.

And before that, it was the Eric Hutchinson concert almost exactly a year ago. I went alone too. And I have never had a better time on my own. And now I have a picture and autographed CD to remember the occasion by. And it always makes me feel like such a loser that I was that close to not even going to the show.

Damn, I’m dense.

RM landed in LA today. They’re staying at the Beverly Hills Hotel and training twice a day on the UCLA campus… which I hope to visit next Friday.

Putas, I am being totally for real. TAKING INITIATIVE.

I watched Pretty Little Liars and Make It or Break It last night. I must admit, PLL makes me want to slap a ho because it is so dumb but so addicting. It falls into that usual trap of shows about teenagers who just don’t act anything like teenagers.

Like have you realized that?

In all these shows, the characters never do homework (unless they’re getting tutored by some hot guy), they all have cars and drive wherever the fuck they want, they party all night, etc.

Resembles real life, no?

And MIOBI made me feel so uncomfortable. I could’ve sworn Sasha and Peyson were gonna get it on LOL AND I WAS LIKE WTF HE’S HER COACH AND SHE’S LIKE 16 AND HE’S SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE 30+


I don’t like the new guy. I don’t like how the people working on the show are trying to make him into some nice guy when he basically oozes badassness. Just saying.

Today… I experienced motherhood.

27 Jul

My mom had to work today, and my sister has art class on Tuesdays from 3:30-5, so my mom didn’t want to send my sister to summer camp for the day. SO GUESS WHO GOT TO BABYSIT ALL DAY?!?!

We only have two cars, and my mom needed one, so I got to wake up bright and early to take my dad to work. Grrr I don’t remember the last time this summer when I’ve woken and the sun wasn’t out and the temperature was warm to hot.

Then I drove home and brewed myself a cup of coffee because I was really tired. And then my sister woke up. And I had to help her with her CRT lenses, and she’s still in the early stages (plus, she’s young) so essentially I did everything for her: taking out the lenses, washing them, storing them. Mind you, she does not like to hold still or look straight ahead or keep her eyes open, so it was kinda difficult -_-


I had to help her get dressed, brush her teeth, wash her face, make her breakfast, make sure she ate her breakfast, give her vitamins. And I hadn’t eaten yet so I had to do the same.

Then I had to make sure she did the work that my mom assigned her to do, and she did half of it, but of course being the brilliant asian child that she is, she finished in no time. I promised her once she did half we could go out, and so we went out.

We went to Rite Aid first because I had to get some stuff. Then we went to B&N because she wanted to read her damn Rainbow Fairies or whatever books and so we stayed there for half an hour while she finished one of the books. Then I had to take her to Target to get something for her to eat for lunch because she is the pickiest eater that ever lived.

Then I had to take her home. I made lunch, and we ate. Then I had to make sure she finished the other half of the work my mom assigned her, and then she had to practice piano. At 3, we left for her art class. Finally, some temporary peace and quiet. But at 4:45, I went back and picked her up and brought her home.

My mom came home around 4:30 so she was checking my sister’s work to make sure she did it right. At around 5:30, my mom had to go pick up my dad from work, and I took my sister to Chick-Fil-A for dinner.

Today is “Family Fun Night.”

Oh. My. God.

There were children everywhere like little insects. EVERYWHERE. I love kids, but no. Seriously. No.

They have this little play area, and my sister has loved going there for a few years now, so each time we go she has to go to the little play structure. It’s enclosed too, and you can hear the kids screaming at the tops of their lungs. And some kids think they’re so cool when they climb up the slide while everyone else is trying to go down and then it’s just this big screaming loud fiasco.


Now I can sympathize with my mother. I understand how she can have headaches 24/7.

Parenthood will just cramp my style (LOL I can’t believe I just said that) so I really don’t foresee it ever happening. Though my sister says she would really like to have a nephew or niece in the near future!! Ummmm yeah dear, not happening.

Okay, I just complained a lot. But that was my day! Exciting.

Yeah not much is going on. Well, a lot is going on actually, but talking about it would result in more whining, and I’m sure my whining limit has long been exceeded.

Last thing! Addressing top google keyword searches that linked to this blog, just because they’re very funny and almost all pertain to the Spanish NT:

  • Fernando Llorente played the clarinet as a kid. He also dabbled in piano. He no longer knows how to play though 😦 you can spot him in this picture. WHAT A HOTTIE, NO?

  • WCSF is a blog on tumblr for men and women who are sexually frustrated by football players. The majority of submissions are about the Spanish NT (especially Fernando Torres, Iker Casillas, and Sergio Ramos), but there are also many submissions about the German NT and USMNT.
  • Slashes are sexual fanfics. Many of them are characteristically homoerotic. If you want a better definition go to 🙂
  • Also refer to for definition of Eiffel Tower 😉
  • Sernando = Sergio Ramos + Fernando Torres. Popular slash subject. I tend to avoid reading these, though I did read one that was really good. And it involved Cesc too!
  • Cesc said in an interview he likes donuts, especially Krispy Kreme. I don’t have the source. It’s just something that’s gotten around the football community and is very well known.
  • I don’t remember if I talked about this before, but there was drama when some chick tried to send links of WCSF stories to Sergio Ramos via twitter. Ummm yeah I think it’s common sense to not do that.

I honestly love how there is this whole tight-knit community that knows all the nuances and tiny details of various players. It’s just plain amazing.


25 Jul

Okay, so the movie came out last last Friday, and of course with such an incredible cast (Leo DiCaprio, Joseph Gordon-Levitt, Ellen Page, Michael Caine!, Cillian Murphy, etc.) and a gifted director behind the camera (Christopher Nolan), expectations were obviously very high. I’m pretty sure the movie could’ve sucked and still been good, you know?

I first heard about the movie a couple months ago, while school was still in session. Looking at the cast, I was like “damn I don’t care what this movie is about, I’m going to see it,” and so Emily and I made plans to see it once it came out.

We finally got around to seeing it today.

(Spoilers ahead, so don’t read if you don’t want the story to be ruined, even though I’m pretty sure there is no way in hell of me putting the movie into words in a way that will make sense.)

The movie’s almost three hours long. It’s simple but very complicated. I think as long as you’re not totally stupid and you keep up with each of the jumps to another level, you’re fine. And then you do kinda have to subconsciously keep track of all the levels before so you don’t get entirely lost.

I haven’t even bothered to try reading the plot summary on wikipedia because I’m pretty sure that’ll confuse me even more.

INCEPTION is the process by which an idea is planted in an individual’s mind by an extractor and it’s supposed to be complex and stuff.

Essentially the main character Dom (Leo DiCap) has been hired by some Asian guy (Ken Wantanabe) to plant an idea in the mind of this guy (Cillian Murphy) who’s going to inherit this huge energy company from his father because the Asian guy doesn’t want his company to have to compete or whatever. So they’re on this plane and they all get put to sleep by some crazy sedative, and the only way to wake up is to get kicked (AKA free-fall jolt type of thing).

Oh, and they cross into like 3 levels of dreams. Like a dream within a dream within a dream. And then Dom goes into a fourth to find the Asian guy who got shot but it’s also where his dead wife is trying to get ahold of him for good and blah blah it’s all very complex, trust me.

It’s easier to just sit through the movie.


I was on IMDB and I read this one person’s theory that the characters aren’t really related and they were just all on the plane and the ending was just like the end. And all that inception stuff was just a dream.

Personally, I think it’s a bit of a stretch but definitely possible.

So at the end of the movie, everyone in the theater gasped because seriously no one had any idea what the ending insinuated. The top was still spinning no? And it had been for a while. But then Emily was like “it was starting to wobble.”

Pshhhhhh yeah THAT’S MY DILEMMA okay idk HAHAH

It was just a good summer film. Definitely not stupid, not overly provocative, simple yet complicated.

It’s just good fun.


I would like to see Despicable Me and Ramona and Beezus with my sister. Because I’m just cool like that. I didn’t want to see Ramona, but after the positive reviews I’m sold.


I got a new camera.

Really nothing exciting has been happening. Whoooooop dee doo my life rocks

I thought my life couldn’t get any more boring.

20 Jul

I think wcsf sustains my life in a way that little else can.

Today there was major drama because someone sent some Sernando slashes as well as the absofreakinglutely AMAZING phone sex stories to Sergio’s twitter. LOL I seriously doubt he saw the links at all, much less clicked on them. But yeah there was major hoopla in the tumblr community because it was all like fhao;er and like yeah. The chick who runs the blog had to change the name and stuff. I mean COME ON LOL I seriously doubt Sergio saw the stories. I would personally be amused by the phone sex story. The Sernando slashes would be kind of creepy but you know. He probably saw them coming.

The guy wears neon green pants and bright pink shirts publicly.

Come on.

I went to costco today to buy eight boxes of new contacts. That’s about as exciting as my summer break went. In combination with my parents’ insurance plans I also got new lenses for my glasses (because they’re way too old now) and it’ll only cost about like $30. WOWZERS

Also, I finally convinced my parents to let me get a new camera, but it’ll be the last one I get for a while. I’ve resolved to take more pictures since next year is senior year and I want something to back up my memories, which at times can be extremely short term.

I want to see Inception. Everyone’s talking about it. Now I’m kinda scared I’m going to be disappointed.

Like I didn’t think Avatar was that bad since everyone was like “omg it was so bad and slow” etc. etc.

My period came today. NICE TIMING. Senior pictures tomorrow. Wowowowow I am going to diva it up.

The Two Escobars.

17 Jul

-insert continuous whining about summer heat here-

So a while back I tweeted about a documentary on ESPN called The Two Escobars. I planned on watching it, and I did kinda watch it, but I wasn’t really carefully watching it. Basically, I sat in front of the tv and had my mind elsewhere and didn’t understand anything I saw.

This morning, it was re-aired on ESPN, and for those who don’t know me, Saturday mornings are like boring shit for me. I don’t really do anything. I wake up and I watch Saturday morning television. That is all I do. So yeah, I was paying pretty close attention this time.

I must say, I probably cried the entire two hours I spent watching this documentary. Like literally tears were pouring down my face.

Basically, it details the rise and fall of soccer in Colombia, a country ravaged by drug dealing and corruption and violence. All this was going on before I was born for the most part, and it’s something that not a lot of people focus their attention on.

The two Escobars talked about in this documentary are notorious druglord Pablo Escobar and soccer player Andres Escobar.

I think Pablo Escobar was one of those people who raise some important questions on morality and right and wrong. Yes, he was responsible for the deaths of thousands of people, and he was – simply put – a terrorist who bombed cars and government buildings and maintained power through fear. Yes, he bribed government officials for his own good, to prevent the Colombian government from extraditing him to the US. But he also directed millions of his own fortune to help the poor, building houses and churches for them, encouraging the development of soccer in Colombia. He’s the reason why the Colombian NT ever reached the highs that they attained. I’ll never forget the scene when his death was announced. The poor were devastated, and they mourned him like a hero; they said that it was the rich who were celebrating the loss, and the poor were the ones who were going to suffer again because Pablo Escobar, a criminal, was the one person who gave a shit about their well being and helped them survive. So yeah, he was a bad person. A terrible person. He ignited a war in Colombia that left the country in shambles. But there’s two sides to every story, and it was absolutely heartbreaking to actually see the other side, see the people from the lowest class crying over the loss of someone who was their savior.

The documentary also suggests that had Pablo Escobar been alive after the 1994 World Cup, Andres Escobar would not have been killed.

Pablo Escobar loved soccer, and even when he was on the run from the authorities, he always made time to pay attention to the matches. The Colombian NT was basically built on his funds, and the program flourished. It’s really inspiring to see a group of athletes who play for something other than money. The 22-man squad played for the country, to represent Colombia as something other than a country of drug dealers and blood money. And they did so well throughout the qualifying stages.

And then they made it to the finals and found themselves trapped and fearful for their lives because of all the pressures at home. Their families were threatened, every little mistake was magnified. How can they succeed when they couldn’t get the fear out of their minds?

And then Andres’s own goal. I mean I’m not gonna lie. It was pretty bad. Like really really bad. But how can you blame him when he’s flipping out because he’s worried about the safety of himself and all his loved ones?

The documentary concludes that Andres wasn’t killed for the own goal but over an argument with some druglords who didn’t like being challenged. They had all been drinking, and no one needed to get hurt. Just really unfortunate and unnecessary, but that’s Colombia’s recent history for you.

At the very end, it’s revealed that Colombia dropped in FIFA rankings from #4 to #34 between 1994 and 1998. Also, this year, an overwhelming majority of Colombia’s club soccer teams are bankrupt, and it is highly unlikely that the country will ever challenge for the World Cup again.

I’m glad I really learned something from this documentary. If you do ever catch it on ESPN, or if you can find it online, please take some time and watch it. It really touched me, and it was thought-provoking and absolutely brilliant. Like I said, I could not stop crying. During dinner, I was telling my dad about it, and my voice broke a couple of times because I was going to cry again. (Yes, I’m an emotional person, but I attribute my tears to more than just that.)

On a lighter note,

I went to Walmart today for the first time in a while, and I spotted a man sporting a nifty NASCAR tshirt. STOP JUDGING, I KNOW YOU’RE ALL DOING IT. WALMART IS NOT ONLY FOR REDNECKS K?!?!!?!?

I heard Despicable Me and Inception are good films, I should check them out soon. HAHA I always say I’m going to watch all these movies and I never do… goodness if I watched all the movies I wanted to, it would just be… bad.


Lulz I love talking about Pique and his herpderpness with people. It just kinda makes my day 🙂