the 4th
I was at TJ's last week picking up some "consolation sorbet" after a failed attempt to see a free showing of an Inconvenient Truth with Messy (we got denied from a FREE event! Maybe we weren't hippie enough...). When I was paying for my goods, I inadvertently greeted the cashier (too friendly to the cashier at TJs=too much talking from the cashier) so the cashier asked me if I wanted a 4th of july sticker. I said yes (why not?) and he asked me if I was planning to celebrate. Still bummed from not being able to see the movie, I said, no not really. He said something else, but I wasn't really listening to him so I mumbled "Yeah, huh huh" and walked out. However, as I was walking to my car, I realized he said to me, "What, you don't celebrate fourth of july? Did you not grow up in this country?"
Ugh, once again, I let another opportunity to address ignorance slide by. Um, dude, did you NOT notice my PERFECT FREAKING ENGLISH? I get this question like one every other month. Weird.
Anyway, I digree. The main point of this post was to mention that I have no plans for the 4th yet and I'll be stuck here with all of the poor people who can't afford vacations. Yay for us.
6/26/2006
5-0,5-0
There's a helicoper circling our neighborhood, shining a light onto an apartment building less than 1 block south of our apartment. I was just about to go to sleep but the noise of the helicopter is so loud... plus I kinda want to know what is going down. It's too bad there's no 1am newscasts because I'm sure the local newscasters would love it. Just a few months ago, there was a high speed chase that went by our neighborhood as well. Never a dull moment on the westside.
There's a helicoper circling our neighborhood, shining a light onto an apartment building less than 1 block south of our apartment. I was just about to go to sleep but the noise of the helicopter is so loud... plus I kinda want to know what is going down. It's too bad there's no 1am newscasts because I'm sure the local newscasters would love it. Just a few months ago, there was a high speed chase that went by our neighborhood as well. Never a dull moment on the westside.
6/23/2006
c/o '96
I received the official invitation to my reunion in the mail. The first thing I did was jump on to myspace (a.k.a. skankspace) to spy on RUHS grads. I found that my fellow alum now includes the following:
- a newly-converted Hasidic Jew (the beard rocks!)
- a brunette (stripper? i can only assume given the photos) that used to be blond
- jocks who have big ol' beer bellies
- former jocks who look 38
- dorky girls who are now married and still look the same as they did in high school(doh --- do I fit in that category?)
- lots of divorcees
Awesome, I can't wait.
Now I need to take a shower to get rid of what I like to call "the myspace nasty".
I received the official invitation to my reunion in the mail. The first thing I did was jump on to myspace (a.k.a. skankspace) to spy on RUHS grads. I found that my fellow alum now includes the following:
- a newly-converted Hasidic Jew (the beard rocks!)
- a brunette (stripper? i can only assume given the photos) that used to be blond
- jocks who have big ol' beer bellies
- former jocks who look 38
- dorky girls who are now married and still look the same as they did in high school(doh --- do I fit in that category?)
- lots of divorcees
Awesome, I can't wait.
Now I need to take a shower to get rid of what I like to call "the myspace nasty".
6/18/2006
*POP*
That was the sound of my dad, opening a can of worms.
Minsoo and I had dinner with my parents and my cousin and his wife for father's day tonight. I'm not a huge fan of my cousin's wife but I try and make nice. However my Dad (i don't know why) brought up the May 1st immigration rallies with my cousin and his wife and she started to talk smack about the rallies and immigrants. I wanted to keep my mouth shut and just avoid talking to her about it since our conversations are always really trivial, but I had to say something, especially since I was marching at the rallies. I mentioned that I was there and that I agree there needs to be reform but not the way they are trying to do it. She told me that I "shouldn't have been there" and I had to tell her that the rallies were not just "filled with illegals." I was aware that the march had its supporters and haters, but I was really annoyed that she was telling me that it was wrong for me to participate. I was also annoyed that my dad had brought up this conversation topic as I knew it was only going to lead to a conversation that would go nowhere.
The conversation was quite frustrating on many levels. My APA progressive friends are always talking about starting a larger APA "movements" but I keep reminding them that there are many APAs who don't give a crap about this stuff (we put the APA in Apathy) or who have bought into the model minority pull yourselves up by the bootstraps divisive bullcrap that is used to criminalize certain races and immigrants. When is it going to matter for APAs?
That was the sound of my dad, opening a can of worms.
Minsoo and I had dinner with my parents and my cousin and his wife for father's day tonight. I'm not a huge fan of my cousin's wife but I try and make nice. However my Dad (i don't know why) brought up the May 1st immigration rallies with my cousin and his wife and she started to talk smack about the rallies and immigrants. I wanted to keep my mouth shut and just avoid talking to her about it since our conversations are always really trivial, but I had to say something, especially since I was marching at the rallies. I mentioned that I was there and that I agree there needs to be reform but not the way they are trying to do it. She told me that I "shouldn't have been there" and I had to tell her that the rallies were not just "filled with illegals." I was aware that the march had its supporters and haters, but I was really annoyed that she was telling me that it was wrong for me to participate. I was also annoyed that my dad had brought up this conversation topic as I knew it was only going to lead to a conversation that would go nowhere.
The conversation was quite frustrating on many levels. My APA progressive friends are always talking about starting a larger APA "movements" but I keep reminding them that there are many APAs who don't give a crap about this stuff (we put the APA in Apathy) or who have bought into the model minority pull yourselves up by the bootstraps divisive bullcrap that is used to criminalize certain races and immigrants. When is it going to matter for APAs?
master of arts, urban planning
I am officially an "M.A" but will not make people refer to me as Wai-Ling, M.A. because it's not cool and no one cares if you have a master's degree, unlike doctors and lawyers. It just means that I have more school debt.
Anyway, there was a lot of graduation drama in terms of some of the end of the year activities students wanted to plan. One drama stemmed from a pin that some of the students of color wanted to wear symbolizing working for social justice. We asked the entire class if they wanted to participate, but some people got bitter b/c it seemed exclusive at the beginning even though it was informally discussed and later opened up to everyone. Ugh. Then the girl that the students of color nominated for the speech used part of the speech to bring up a petty issue in our department that wasn't a battle that needed to be aired at our graduation. People in the audience were audibly uncomfortable. Finally, a few people wanted all of us to do a cheer that we did at the May 1st march after the speech. We did it -- but it was really awkward and sort of lame. Ugh, I think I'm glad graduation is over not because I'm glad I'm done, but because GRADUATION itself is finally over.
That being said, here are some pictures of me having fun with my friends, despite the craziness. And although most of the pics are of Asians, no, I don't only have Asian friends from grad school, but these guys are "my crew"...
Before the processional...
My thesis project group
Our reaction when someone said: "Look, it's the slackers on the left and the hard workers on the right."
At the party we hosted at a restaurant in Little Tokyo:
I am officially an "M.A" but will not make people refer to me as Wai-Ling, M.A. because it's not cool and no one cares if you have a master's degree, unlike doctors and lawyers. It just means that I have more school debt.
Anyway, there was a lot of graduation drama in terms of some of the end of the year activities students wanted to plan. One drama stemmed from a pin that some of the students of color wanted to wear symbolizing working for social justice. We asked the entire class if they wanted to participate, but some people got bitter b/c it seemed exclusive at the beginning even though it was informally discussed and later opened up to everyone. Ugh. Then the girl that the students of color nominated for the speech used part of the speech to bring up a petty issue in our department that wasn't a battle that needed to be aired at our graduation. People in the audience were audibly uncomfortable. Finally, a few people wanted all of us to do a cheer that we did at the May 1st march after the speech. We did it -- but it was really awkward and sort of lame. Ugh, I think I'm glad graduation is over not because I'm glad I'm done, but because GRADUATION itself is finally over.
That being said, here are some pictures of me having fun with my friends, despite the craziness. And although most of the pics are of Asians, no, I don't only have Asian friends from grad school, but these guys are "my crew"...
Before the processional...
My thesis project group
Our reaction when someone said: "Look, it's the slackers on the left and the hard workers on the right."
At the party we hosted at a restaurant in Little Tokyo:
6/08/2006
i heart al.
Today I went to Borders to look for a book for school and when I got there I noticed TV news vans parked outside and tons of people hanging out in the store. There was a line wrapped around both floors of the store and as a result I couldn't get to the book I needed as people were camping out near that bookshelf.
It turns out that Al G0re was doing a book signing for An Inconvenient Truth. Yes, I'm talking about the true WINNER of the 2000 presidential election. I was totally excited.
Unfortunately I parked in metered parking and only had enough change for 20 minutes (which was almost up) and I needed to work on my final paper. So I booked it back home, grabbed laundry money and my papers and zoomed back to the store. When I got there I was informed that they were all sold out of the book, but I managed to obtain a display copy and bought an already signed version. I got in line behind the most annoying guy who had verbal diarrhea and an unfortunately loud voice, however, a guy behind me was sympathetic and eventually convinced the loud guy to stand behind us while talking to his friend farther back in the line.
Anyway, I spent an hour in line, practicing what I'd say to Al and reading his book. When I got up there, I nervously delivered half of my prepared comments and got a "That's great. Keep up the good work!" as I was shuttled away from him. In the 30 seconds I spent in front of him, I found him to be relaxed and very personable, attentive and not at all insincere or full of himself. I am impressed. Ha.
After this happened, I wanted to tell my politics-loving friends about this encounter. Yes, all three of them. However, Hannah is in Korea, I didn't have Danny's cell phone number (although later tracked him down and shared the story) and I had to leave a vm with Karen. I suppose this outlet will have to do:
I MET AL GORE TODAY. IT WAS COOL. WOW.
Today I went to Borders to look for a book for school and when I got there I noticed TV news vans parked outside and tons of people hanging out in the store. There was a line wrapped around both floors of the store and as a result I couldn't get to the book I needed as people were camping out near that bookshelf.
It turns out that Al G0re was doing a book signing for An Inconvenient Truth. Yes, I'm talking about the true WINNER of the 2000 presidential election. I was totally excited.
Unfortunately I parked in metered parking and only had enough change for 20 minutes (which was almost up) and I needed to work on my final paper. So I booked it back home, grabbed laundry money and my papers and zoomed back to the store. When I got there I was informed that they were all sold out of the book, but I managed to obtain a display copy and bought an already signed version. I got in line behind the most annoying guy who had verbal diarrhea and an unfortunately loud voice, however, a guy behind me was sympathetic and eventually convinced the loud guy to stand behind us while talking to his friend farther back in the line.
Anyway, I spent an hour in line, practicing what I'd say to Al and reading his book. When I got up there, I nervously delivered half of my prepared comments and got a "That's great. Keep up the good work!" as I was shuttled away from him. In the 30 seconds I spent in front of him, I found him to be relaxed and very personable, attentive and not at all insincere or full of himself. I am impressed. Ha.
After this happened, I wanted to tell my politics-loving friends about this encounter. Yes, all three of them. However, Hannah is in Korea, I didn't have Danny's cell phone number (although later tracked him down and shared the story) and I had to leave a vm with Karen. I suppose this outlet will have to do:
I MET AL GORE TODAY. IT WAS COOL. WOW.
6/06/2006
6/04/2006
no, YOU tell me why.
On tonight's Datel1ne (I know, I know, a horribly sensationalist "news program"), I saw a report on popular videos being passed around on the internet. One of the videos they highlighted were some Asian boys doing a lipsync to BackstreetBoys. I was websurfing so I missed the entire story and wanted to look up the video on the web.
Holy crap, there are waaayyyy too many videos featuring Backstreet-lipsyncing Asian boys. I knew they were out there, but it seems like every 13-21 year old Asian guy has one out there on the web. I know I didn't grow up with brothers, but I find this phenomenon totally weird, especially since no males in my inner circle have participated in such activity (although I can't be certain...)
I know that I shouldn't go all model-minority on them, but man, I sometimes feel like this does not bode well for the Asian male stereotype. It's not the lipsyncing that's offensive, it's that so many of them are so BAD. I did a brief survey of the videos via youtube and was horrified.
Anyway, the Northwest AA Film fest has a hilarious clip featuring a horrible lipsync
duo via youtube... you should check it out.
On tonight's Datel1ne (I know, I know, a horribly sensationalist "news program"), I saw a report on popular videos being passed around on the internet. One of the videos they highlighted were some Asian boys doing a lipsync to BackstreetBoys. I was websurfing so I missed the entire story and wanted to look up the video on the web.
Holy crap, there are waaayyyy too many videos featuring Backstreet-lipsyncing Asian boys. I knew they were out there, but it seems like every 13-21 year old Asian guy has one out there on the web. I know I didn't grow up with brothers, but I find this phenomenon totally weird, especially since no males in my inner circle have participated in such activity (although I can't be certain...)
I know that I shouldn't go all model-minority on them, but man, I sometimes feel like this does not bode well for the Asian male stereotype. It's not the lipsyncing that's offensive, it's that so many of them are so BAD. I did a brief survey of the videos via youtube and was horrified.
Anyway, the Northwest AA Film fest has a hilarious clip featuring a horrible lipsync
duo via youtube... you should check it out.
5/30/2006
superhero blues
It's late and I'm still up as I take on my alter-ego. Micromanage-girl. Yes, the most anal, and probably lamest and most useless, superhero of the bunch. I can't fly or carry heavy objects or use my brain to kill things, but I can organize the hell out of anything. Like many superheros, I did not choose this life. It chose me. I was given great power and as a result, I've been forced to take on the responsibility. My current mission is to make sure that the boys in our group don't screw up our project.
Example #1: One guy's task was to put together a poster board for our class presentation. I didn't give him any direction nor did SpicyT, but we did ask him to do it at the beginning of this month. This weekend he sends us prototypes of the boards (because SpicyT wanted to see them).
They were a mess, he literally cut out sentences from our 100+pg paper and stuck them onto the board. Time for micromanage-girl to step in.
The thing is, at first, I was hestitant to take on this role... but I am almost to the point where I think the guys f-around and do crappy jobs because they know we'll save them.
I don't want this superhero power. I wish I could carry large rocks or run fast or something. Then I could drop some fat rocks on those idiots and run away to some island and for a much needed vacation.
It's late and I'm still up as I take on my alter-ego. Micromanage-girl. Yes, the most anal, and probably lamest and most useless, superhero of the bunch. I can't fly or carry heavy objects or use my brain to kill things, but I can organize the hell out of anything. Like many superheros, I did not choose this life. It chose me. I was given great power and as a result, I've been forced to take on the responsibility. My current mission is to make sure that the boys in our group don't screw up our project.
Example #1: One guy's task was to put together a poster board for our class presentation. I didn't give him any direction nor did SpicyT, but we did ask him to do it at the beginning of this month. This weekend he sends us prototypes of the boards (because SpicyT wanted to see them).
They were a mess, he literally cut out sentences from our 100+pg paper and stuck them onto the board. Time for micromanage-girl to step in.
The thing is, at first, I was hestitant to take on this role... but I am almost to the point where I think the guys f-around and do crappy jobs because they know we'll save them.
I don't want this superhero power. I wish I could carry large rocks or run fast or something. Then I could drop some fat rocks on those idiots and run away to some island and for a much needed vacation.
5/25/2006
no secret heat beach this weekend
It's a big 'ol holiday weekend.
And I got no plans.
We're not heading up to the bay area as the sisters-in-law are out of town (at least one is right now and the other one is heading out this weekend) and we just didn't feel up to making the drive up north. Plus I still got my busiest weeks ahead of me so I need to keep working on my papers/project.
I have no life.
It's a big 'ol holiday weekend.
And I got no plans.
We're not heading up to the bay area as the sisters-in-law are out of town (at least one is right now and the other one is heading out this weekend) and we just didn't feel up to making the drive up north. Plus I still got my busiest weeks ahead of me so I need to keep working on my papers/project.
I have no life.
5/23/2006
things in my head that i need to get out
my fortune cookie says that i have more sleepless nights ahead of me. I keep thinking things are going to let up and I'm going to have room to breathe, but apparently that is not in my near future.
Our stupid #$%^&*$ thesis project is still not done. It won't be fully finished until the end of June when we finally present the whole thing to our "client." I'm so sick of it that I literally cannot talk to the other guys about the project anymore without getting angry. I'm trying to control myself, but I think SpicyThai had to talk me down from the ledge a few times. Those guys are, to put it in the words of my mom: Mow-yoong.
In the next two weeks, I have two more projects/papers/presentations plus that one paper I was working on with my advisor. Unfortunately I'm so unmotivated to any work. I'm also really burnt out.
Our next door neighbor's apartment reeks like dirty sweatsock, human waste and ass. They keep their windows (which are adjacent to our front door) open all day so I gag slightly whenever I leave or return to my apt.
My class is creating a yearbook. Um, are we in 7th grade? I didn't think so. SpicyT and I were talking about how we'd sign our yearbooks like, "Stay Sweet." and "KIT" and "Have a bitchin summer."
I'm starting to get stressed about jobs. For the first time, I'm not worrying about getting hired, but the sad sad salary. Unfortunately, I've set a dangerous precedent of taking less than minimum wage jobs in really hard jobs. Now I want to work less and make more. Hm, a problem indeed. Does anyone know of a job where I can work for social change and APA issues and do research and write AND make enough to get me out of debt? Yeah, I didn't think so.
I just saw a mosquito in my apt. I'm armed with a spatula but the flying monster disappeared behind the futon. Your ass is mine, buggie!
my fortune cookie says that i have more sleepless nights ahead of me. I keep thinking things are going to let up and I'm going to have room to breathe, but apparently that is not in my near future.
Our stupid #$%^&*$ thesis project is still not done. It won't be fully finished until the end of June when we finally present the whole thing to our "client." I'm so sick of it that I literally cannot talk to the other guys about the project anymore without getting angry. I'm trying to control myself, but I think SpicyThai had to talk me down from the ledge a few times. Those guys are, to put it in the words of my mom: Mow-yoong.
In the next two weeks, I have two more projects/papers/presentations plus that one paper I was working on with my advisor. Unfortunately I'm so unmotivated to any work. I'm also really burnt out.
Our next door neighbor's apartment reeks like dirty sweatsock, human waste and ass. They keep their windows (which are adjacent to our front door) open all day so I gag slightly whenever I leave or return to my apt.
My class is creating a yearbook. Um, are we in 7th grade? I didn't think so. SpicyT and I were talking about how we'd sign our yearbooks like, "Stay Sweet." and "KIT" and "Have a bitchin summer."
I'm starting to get stressed about jobs. For the first time, I'm not worrying about getting hired, but the sad sad salary. Unfortunately, I've set a dangerous precedent of taking less than minimum wage jobs in really hard jobs. Now I want to work less and make more. Hm, a problem indeed. Does anyone know of a job where I can work for social change and APA issues and do research and write AND make enough to get me out of debt? Yeah, I didn't think so.
I just saw a mosquito in my apt. I'm armed with a spatula but the flying monster disappeared behind the futon. Your ass is mine, buggie!
5/22/2006
an aa legends ball?
I'll admit it: I watched Oprah's_Legends_Ball tonight. I didn't send out invitations for a party, like she recommended, but I did watch the whole thing. As much as I think she is like a cult, I have to admit that I admire the woman. I mean, come on, why wouldn't I watch a woman of color with that much money, influence and power do whatever the damn well she pleases? You gotta give her props for that. Although the whole show was one big self-gratifying, over-the-top ridiculous "celebration," I couldn't help but watch in awe. Not only was the party beautiful and an event planner's dream-come-true, but I appreciated the act of celebrating role models. I think it'd be amazing to be able to gather a room full of Asian American women who had paved the way for other Asian American women. My dream room would only have like Grace Lee Boggs, Yuri Kochiyama, Patsy Mink, March Fong Eu, and my mom... maybe Connie Chung. I know that I would purposely NOT invite Elaine Chao or Michelle Malkin.
I'll admit it: I watched Oprah's_Legends_Ball tonight. I didn't send out invitations for a party, like she recommended, but I did watch the whole thing. As much as I think she is like a cult, I have to admit that I admire the woman. I mean, come on, why wouldn't I watch a woman of color with that much money, influence and power do whatever the damn well she pleases? You gotta give her props for that. Although the whole show was one big self-gratifying, over-the-top ridiculous "celebration," I couldn't help but watch in awe. Not only was the party beautiful and an event planner's dream-come-true, but I appreciated the act of celebrating role models. I think it'd be amazing to be able to gather a room full of Asian American women who had paved the way for other Asian American women. My dream room would only have like Grace Lee Boggs, Yuri Kochiyama, Patsy Mink, March Fong Eu, and my mom... maybe Connie Chung. I know that I would purposely NOT invite Elaine Chao or Michelle Malkin.
5/18/2006
i want to be loafed.
... by LAcity_councilmember Tom_LaBonge. Apparently he hands out loaves of PUMPKIN bread made by nuns at a Hollywood Monastery--part of his district. I've heard the bread is "exquisite" and "special... made by the hands of nuns who are close to God"
I think good pumpkin bread is _always_ made by those close to God.
I want to be loafed... but apparently localnewscaster Jim_Hill did not. Check out this picture:
... by LAcity_councilmember Tom_LaBonge. Apparently he hands out loaves of PUMPKIN bread made by nuns at a Hollywood Monastery--part of his district. I've heard the bread is "exquisite" and "special... made by the hands of nuns who are close to God"
I think good pumpkin bread is _always_ made by those close to God.
I want to be loafed... but apparently localnewscaster Jim_Hill did not. Check out this picture:
5/13/2006
5/07/2006
the debut
Minsoo's films "debuted" at the festival yesterday. The first short film was in a bunch of shorts that were -- how do I say it? -- kinda weird and sort of bad. I prepped my parents (who came to support us) that it was going to be weird but I forgot to also mentioned that they might also be bad. When shorts are bad, a 20 minute piece can feel like an hour. So although the program was only 1.5 hrs, it felt so long. On top of that, they showed the wrong version of Minsoo's film, without any credits or title. Minsoo's film was the first one, so people weren't sure if the film was part of the program or a pre-show trailer or preview. No one clapped. No one laughed. It was awkward to say the least. I'm glad I suggested people to go to the evening show, although some people showed up for the afternoon. Sorry, you all saw a sucky-ass show. :( I think a few of my friends left after ours showed. I don't blame them -- I wish I could have left.
After that, Minsoo and I went home tired and a bit worried about the later evening film. When we went back to the festival later that night we were hopeful that the next film would go over well with the audience. A bunch of friends showed up to the film and the theater was packed so I was a little bit nervous. Also, more directors and actors were there, including Tamlyn_Tomita!
Minsoo's film was the fourth in a set of 8 films, smack dab in the middle. When the whole show started, the festival director announced the filmmakers and minsoo got a loud cheer -- a good sign. The first two films were pretty cute and funny, the third was a bit weird, but I wasn't really paying attention. When Minsoo's film started, we braced ourselves, gripping each others hands. A few people cheered for us at the beginning, so I felt the support. We've shown this film to many friends/family but it's different when you show it to people who don't give a crap who you are. Anyway, it went pretty well. The audience (probably guided by my friends, who snickered throughout the film) caught all the funny looks and slapstick humor. We got a good round of applause when it ended. Phew!
At the end, there was a q&a section. Surprisingly, most of the audience questions -- okay, the 2 out of the3 questions asked -- were directed toward Minsoo. One of the guys asking the questions asked how the overarching theme (secrets between husbands and wives) fit in with real life or something. Minsoo ended up talking about us half the time, which was weird.
So all in all, the final show made up for the first one and I was proud of Minsoo for being up there and doing his thing. It was also cool to see people laugh *WITH* me during the film. One of the other filmmakers even commented on my performancing, saying that he enjoyed the part where I fall over and my feet fly in the air. I was glad he appreciated the artistic license I took in order to get into my role. HA ...HA.
I'm keeping my day job.
Minsoo's films "debuted" at the festival yesterday. The first short film was in a bunch of shorts that were -- how do I say it? -- kinda weird and sort of bad. I prepped my parents (who came to support us) that it was going to be weird but I forgot to also mentioned that they might also be bad. When shorts are bad, a 20 minute piece can feel like an hour. So although the program was only 1.5 hrs, it felt so long. On top of that, they showed the wrong version of Minsoo's film, without any credits or title. Minsoo's film was the first one, so people weren't sure if the film was part of the program or a pre-show trailer or preview. No one clapped. No one laughed. It was awkward to say the least. I'm glad I suggested people to go to the evening show, although some people showed up for the afternoon. Sorry, you all saw a sucky-ass show. :( I think a few of my friends left after ours showed. I don't blame them -- I wish I could have left.
After that, Minsoo and I went home tired and a bit worried about the later evening film. When we went back to the festival later that night we were hopeful that the next film would go over well with the audience. A bunch of friends showed up to the film and the theater was packed so I was a little bit nervous. Also, more directors and actors were there, including Tamlyn_Tomita!
Minsoo's film was the fourth in a set of 8 films, smack dab in the middle. When the whole show started, the festival director announced the filmmakers and minsoo got a loud cheer -- a good sign. The first two films were pretty cute and funny, the third was a bit weird, but I wasn't really paying attention. When Minsoo's film started, we braced ourselves, gripping each others hands. A few people cheered for us at the beginning, so I felt the support. We've shown this film to many friends/family but it's different when you show it to people who don't give a crap who you are. Anyway, it went pretty well. The audience (probably guided by my friends, who snickered throughout the film) caught all the funny looks and slapstick humor. We got a good round of applause when it ended. Phew!
At the end, there was a q&a section. Surprisingly, most of the audience questions -- okay, the 2 out of the3 questions asked -- were directed toward Minsoo. One of the guys asking the questions asked how the overarching theme (secrets between husbands and wives) fit in with real life or something. Minsoo ended up talking about us half the time, which was weird.
So all in all, the final show made up for the first one and I was proud of Minsoo for being up there and doing his thing. It was also cool to see people laugh *WITH* me during the film. One of the other filmmakers even commented on my performancing, saying that he enjoyed the part where I fall over and my feet fly in the air. I was glad he appreciated the artistic license I took in order to get into my role. HA ...HA.
I'm keeping my day job.
5/06/2006
starstruck
Today, after the asianam film festival, I went to an "after party" and got to hobnob with some pseudocelebs. Unlike the parryshenincident of 2002(where I made a fool of myself and lost my ability to converse), I managed to keep it cool as I knew I'd have to represent as AAM's wife. As we drove away from the party, I sat in the passenger's and giggled like a little star-struck fan. My most notable meeting? SungKangfrom BLT and theMotel. We actually had a real conversation and talked about his childhood and growing up and the industry, etc (even though I was totally starstruck). He's such a personable guy and has *gasp* possibly replaced PS as my fav BLTboy. As I was leaving, I also met JohnCho but was less impressed, for various reasons. I actually think I sort of ignored him as I was saying goodbye to the director of theMotel (a cool guy)--- a great movie, by the way.
I also met singerSusieSuh----ANDDDDDDDD the dude from LOST and WEST WING.... Yes,TonyLee who plays Sun's "tutor" on Lost and the NorthKoreanpianistdude who wants to defectafter vising the US in WW. He came up to us to meet minsoo after the movie screening that Minsoo MC'd. WOW!! I was cool and I told him when he complemented minsoo's site, "It's good to see you on TV!"
I'm slowly learning how to be cool when inside I'm totallystar struck.
Tomorrow our films play at the festival... I'm kind of nervous. My big face on like a 20 feet high screen. Yikes!
Today, after the asianam film festival, I went to an "after party" and got to hobnob with some pseudocelebs. Unlike the parryshenincident of 2002(where I made a fool of myself and lost my ability to converse), I managed to keep it cool as I knew I'd have to represent as AAM's wife. As we drove away from the party, I sat in the passenger's and giggled like a little star-struck fan. My most notable meeting? SungKangfrom BLT and theMotel. We actually had a real conversation and talked about his childhood and growing up and the industry, etc (even though I was totally starstruck). He's such a personable guy and has *gasp* possibly replaced PS as my fav BLTboy. As I was leaving, I also met JohnCho but was less impressed, for various reasons. I actually think I sort of ignored him as I was saying goodbye to the director of theMotel (a cool guy)--- a great movie, by the way.
I also met singerSusieSuh----ANDDDDDDDD the dude from LOST and WEST WING.... Yes,TonyLee who plays Sun's "tutor" on Lost and the NorthKoreanpianistdude who wants to defectafter vising the US in WW. He came up to us to meet minsoo after the movie screening that Minsoo MC'd. WOW!! I was cool and I told him when he complemented minsoo's site, "It's good to see you on TV!"
I'm slowly learning how to be cool when inside I'm totallystar struck.
Tomorrow our films play at the festival... I'm kind of nervous. My big face on like a 20 feet high screen. Yikes!
5/01/2006
mayday in LA
Today's march was incredible. I marched on Wilshirefrom MacArthurPark to (well almost to) La Brea. On one hand, I was disappointed that I was in the minority -- that more Asians were not representing, even though immigration is a HUGE issue, and yes, there tons of illegal Asian immigrants. Anyway, it was huge and like LA, sprawled out over miles and miles along Wilshire. Starting the march at MacArthur Park, one of the places where I went during the urban mission trip to pray for the city, was another "God, were you preparing me for this?" moment. Traveling PEACEFULLY through Ktown with hundreds of thousands of people was something I'll never forget.
below are some pics I took. it was crazy so I didn't get a chance to take a pic. will post others.
Today's march was incredible. I marched on Wilshirefrom MacArthurPark to (well almost to) La Brea. On one hand, I was disappointed that I was in the minority -- that more Asians were not representing, even though immigration is a HUGE issue, and yes, there tons of illegal Asian immigrants. Anyway, it was huge and like LA, sprawled out over miles and miles along Wilshire. Starting the march at MacArthur Park, one of the places where I went during the urban mission trip to pray for the city, was another "God, were you preparing me for this?" moment. Traveling PEACEFULLY through Ktown with hundreds of thousands of people was something I'll never forget.
below are some pics I took. it was crazy so I didn't get a chance to take a pic. will post others.
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