Apollo 18

Last night I watched Apollo 18.

I want to make up some excuses as to why I watched it, such as the following:

- someone said it was good

- I hadn’t seen the trailer and had no idea what the movie was about

- I thought it would be good. Nah that’s not a good excuse. I was curious. Yea, that’s better.

Those of you who have seen the movie, or the trailer, would know what I am mean. It is probably one of the dumbest movies I’ve ever seen. And I’ve seen my fair share of dumb movies.

Why is it dumb? Let’s make a list. I am trying to be more organized, and making lists seem to make things look organized, so here goes:

(in no particular order)

[SPACE CRABS] It may sound like some crazy sex disease, but no, that’s what the movie is about. Extraterrestrial life turns out to be a bunch of space crabs disguised as rocks most of the time. They feed on astronauts, so you can assume that they’re pretty hungry. There seems to be no other signs of life, so that’s one screwed up food chain if you ask me.

[ZOMBIE ASTRONAUTS] So these space crabs attacked the astronauts and they get infected. It was almost a flashback to 28 Days Later, where the zombie slowly takes over. There’s the black veins, constant bleeding, paranoia and weird behaviour (there was one extremely freaky scene where the infected astronaut filmed the other one sleeping…..awkward. Kind of like when Edward the vampire stared at Bella sleeping from Twilight…also awkward and freaky.) 

[PURE DUMBNESS] As if those two points weren’t dumb enough, the rest of the movie isn’t any better. Apparently infected astronauts like to hammer and hack away at space stations. Because that’s what the abandoned Soviet spacecrafts also looked like. And then they found their body. Speaking of, why don’t astronauts have normal flashlights? Apparently, NASA thinks film effects are better when astronauts use strobe lights. This movie actually stole a lot of ideas from other movies. If you’ve seen Shutter, where the photographer can only capture the ghost using his flash…. so strobing seems to make things seem scarier. And then there’s also silly things like running astronauts. I’m no scientist, but I do think that when there’s not much gravity, you can’t run too fast. Shouldn’t they bounce? Oh, and apparently Soviet spacecrafts are “not that much different to ours” [our’s referring to American]. Ha. Didn’t think Russians used English? Think again. Their buttons and signs seem to be the same.

There’s a lot more dumb stuff about this movie…..but maybe you should watch it to find out? hehe…

I plan to do a little re-enactment of this movie at the beach. When there’s hermit crabs or any sorts of crabs around, I’m going to scream “Do you hear them? They’re everywhere!! They want me….You save yourself! Go save yourself…..they just want me….ARGHHHH~~~~” Oh, and of course, wave a hammer around. (I wonder why astronauts have hammers??)

Ok, have a great week everybody!

what a day of rest is like

I’ve come to the point where I am constantly doing something that if I sit down for 2 minutes, I am asleep. Yes. I do my readings in between tutoring kids. I used to always laugh at the people who would actually run towards subway stations because I thought the train comes every 2 minutes. But now 2 minutes is a lot. I am one of those who power walk everywhere. And frown at the people who mill about and stand in my way. My supervisor at my practicum site likes to send me pdf files of 15 page articles 3 hours before our meetings and then give me a pop quiz on the content. I check my email like a madman. I am lucky I have an ipad and can at least download stuff to read. When I am teaching kids vocabulary, a part of my brain is reciting the etiology of schizophrenia. Then I think, I am going through almost all the environmental stressors that trigger mental illness.

So yesterday, I had nothing to do. Yes. I was so shocked that I checked my schedule, diary, phone and email 5 times. My wonderful boyfriend decided to give me a “fun day”. So he picked me up early morning, we had pizza, went to the beach, walked in a flea market, went for happy hour with a bunch of friends and then watched a movie at home.

In my brain, it was an absolutely fantastic day. However, in reality, I constantly had this weird nagging feeling of guilt. Yes, guilt. Because I kept thinking, I should be studying, I should be preparing, I should be planning lessons, I should be reviewing my clients’ cases. By lunch time, I was exhausted. Just laying on the beach doing nothing exhausted me.

But nonetheless, I am glad I took a break. Even if forced. I had a day where I did nothing, shopped, laughed and had fun. (Although it tired me terribly!!)

THANK YOU!!

I did enjoy myself and engaged in my hobby of taking photos of other people whilst posing :)

i did a lot of stuff today

Today I found a place to rent. Paid the deposit. Went to work. Taught a bunch of kids the wrong meaning of “haphazard”. Well…I misread because there was a glare on the screen. I thought the word was “hazard”. But I eventually realized I made a mistake because the sentence sounded extremely odd….Then I had a doctor’s appointment. Doctors are always so cold and unfriendly. Oh and I applied for a HK passport. Because I went to apply for a 10 year visa to China and they won’t let me because I couldn’t prove I was Chinese. How about Take-a-look-at-my-Asian-face? Went home. Copied some homework. I mean, did some homework. And then I paced around my tiny living room. Not sure why I did that…probably because I hadn’t finished my term paper and didn’t really know what else I could do. Well I then eventually finished it. And now it’s 3am. Dang. I’m wide awake with all that adrenaline in me. Crack open a can of coke and I shall sit and relax with a new book I’m reading. It’s called  ’One Hundred Years of Solitude’ by Gabriel Garcia Marquez. It’s a really weird book that’s oddly captivating. I can’t even explain what it’s about…a magical made-up town where people don’t really die, I don’t know what time era it is, but there’s gypsies and time machines. The characters seem ancient, yet they reflect our modern society. Like I said, really weird but oddly captivating. Read it if you have time. Well, I won’t say I have time, but I’m reading it anyway. I guess what I meant to say was put something important aside so you can read this really weird book. Sigh…I think I really need to work on time management? But then how can life be fun if everything is organized and punctual? But I would say that I accomplished quite a lot today. Maybe I’ll rest tomorrow. It is afterall, Friday. What? Don’t you rest on Fridays?

i love old men in a totally non-creepy way

I was on the subway going home. Two old men sat across me, dressed to the nines in pinstriped pants and dress shoes. The one on the left was carrying a “don’t use plastic” reusable bag which made him totally cool. Oh and he was wearing a baker boy cap.

A bunch of hardcore bicycle dudes came into the compartment with their bikes taken apart (I guess it’s a law that vehicles cannot be taken on the subway so they take it apart?) Anyways, here’s roughly the conversation between the two old men. Let’s call them Peter and John.

Peter: Oh look at those guys with their bicycles. They look so fancy.

John: Oh HAHA Peter, they’re not bicycles! Look….there’s only ONE WHEEL…

Peter: Oh my Yes you are right! What is it then? They are wearing a uniform and helmets! Back in our days, we didn’t even know what a helmet was. Only for soldiers!

John: Yea, we just rode our bicycles to go to school and go home. Nothing fancy like them. Don’t even know what that is…Oh WAIT! It IS a bicycle….they just took the wheel apart. HAHAHA

Peter: HAHAHA….when our bicycles wheels came off, that’s the end of it! You had to walk! Haha…I don’t understand these young men…carrying a bicycle onto the train…*sigh*….when they should be riding it!

John: HAHA…now people catch subways! Don’t ride bikes…it’s only for fun. That’s why they got all their fancy things like helmet and uniforms…. us old hags used to ride bikes for transport! It wasn’t for fun!

Peter: Oh no, it wasn’t for fun. Times were hard…..*sigh*….this is our stop. Let’s go. Such fancy young people these days…..*SIGH*

At this point I really wanted to ask them if I could be their friends. They were utterly awesome.