Labels: Lady GaGa, music

I'm a sucker for end of the world movies. Here's the full-length trailer for the apocalyptic 2012.

Labels: 2012, movie, trailer

Me: Class, the widow's peak hairline is dominant over the smooth one.
Class: *confused look*
Me: You don't know how it looks like? It's like having a protrusion of hair in the middle of your forehead. *demonstrates*
Class: *confused look*
Me: It's like Vegeta's hair.
Class: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Labels: anecdotes

When Roger Ebert reviewed Tarsem's The Fall he started with describing it as "a mad folly, an extravagant visual orgy, a free-fall from reality into uncharted realms," and went on to say that it is "a movie that you might want to see for no other reason than because it exists. There will never be another like it." 

Labels: movie reviews, tarsem, the fall

Labels: chris pine, movie reviews, star trek, zachary quinto

I did not expect that I'll be spending the long labor weekend in crutches. I had this infection on my right foot which went from bad to worse, that I finally resigned to my mom's wishes to drive me to the hospital. Once there I got the routine check-up, then the doctor announced that my sole would have to be sliced open. I was fine with that.

I laid down on the operating bed, face down. I put my handkerchief on my mouth in anticipation of the pain. Then it came. In fucking tsunami waves. The needle piercing my sole was the worst pain I have had in a while. Then the actual slicing. Then the cotton rubbing antiseptic on my flesh. I could not help but groan and whimper.

Amidst all this, however, I remained updated with the boxing match, thanks to my mom who loyally brought a transistor with her on the emergency room. The doctors and nurses were huddled around my table, but I doubt if it was their curiosity for my medical case that made them do so.

Labels: musings

Labels: Britain's Got Talent, music, Susan Boyle

This came in the mail today.
And when I opened it,