goodbye summer, hello fall
Posted: August 24, 2010 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a comment »As we enter into the fall, I hope to immerse myself in my various projects and such. Working with the film festival definitely opened my eyes and this summer in nyc just expanded my already expanding horizons to unbelievable degrees.
An appropriate tune for the coming season, couldn’t decide on the benassi remix or the beatles rendition, so here are both:
-all the leaves are falling, and the skies are gray-
sooo looking forward to the leaves changing color 
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So going back to my expanded horizons, I’ve decided that I will go to grad school.. and do something P.R related or maybe business school.
Back to school, Films Royale is a company through virtually all stages of production ”pushes the limits of innovation and creativity, and at times displays narratives of mild controversy. While inspired by the legends of cinema, these motion pictures display a unique blend of youthful confidence and visual impatience not present in previous generations. The first objective is to break the status quo and boldly entertain. The second is to bridge the vicious gap between Hollywood and Independent film. “
Their latest project, Polypore, is still under production to be released in 2011.
What is Polypore?:
In the sci-fi thriller Polypore, a recent college graduate is transformed by a rare fungus. As he searches for secrets in Manhattan, Tokyo, Paris and Los Angeles, a corporate force threatens to enslave the entire human population. He is the only missing link in their biopharmaceutical operation.
you can join the fb page to get more info about release and what not :
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Polypore/113292565351872?ref=ts#!/pages/Polypore/113292565351872?v=info&ref=ts
“Justice” System
Posted: August 19, 2010 Filed under: Personal, Racism, Uncategorized 3 Comments »As you all may or may not know, Kunku and I were recently involved in an incident that took our phones (among other things) away. As a result, we have been in constant contact with the police, detectives, social workers, and the hospital as follow-up. Everything has been somewhat surreal, and I feel like this experience really is worth writing about. I’ve been so busy though, and haven’t had the time–especially seeing that this is my last week in New York. Anyway, it all seems a bit like something out of Law and Order—and it definitely gives a bit of insight into our criminal justice system.
For the past week, Kunku and I have been going into the Midtown South Precinct office to meet with the detective who has been assigned to our case. From the names taken down at the scene of the crime, the officers have been able to track down a few possible suspects. Kunku and I picked pictures of people we recognized or thought were involved first, and after the police performed more background checks and investigation, we finally picked out a suspect out of a live lineup yesterday at around 7PM.
It was very much like TV, but also very much unlike it (definitely no glam quotient). Kunku and I went in separately, with her going first. When it was my turn, two policemen led me into a narrow corridor with a strip of glass/window. This was apparently the one-sided mirror, where I could see the lineup but none of the people in the room could see me. There were six men, and each sat on a chair holding a number. I could not positively recognize any of them, but the officers told me I must pick one and only one, despite my not being sure. I picked number four, but only because I thought I remembered him from one of the pictures the officers showed me before. In the end at the debrief, the officer asked for my signature and told me my answer would be discounted because I did not seem very sure (thank goodness—I didn’t want to falsely accuse anyone!). I also asked where they found the extras (5 were innocent civilians and one was the suspect) and the policeman told me they were students at the police academy. I think I felt a bit uneasy during the whole process—with thoughts of racial profiling and stereotyping and prejudice continuously resurfacing in my mind. So police academy students had to be subject to this constantly? Just because they were young black males they were asked to pose as possible criminals—but they weren’t at the police academy for acting…why did they have to do this?
Then again, I cannot offer another solution, nor can I suggest an alternative procedure in dealing with catching criminals. How is it possible not to use race? And then, how is it possible to not make any assumptions or stereotypes at all due to race?
From the moment the police officers drove Kunku and I around in the cop car attempting to identify various groups of young African Americans they had rounded up immediately after the incident, I was uncomfortable. Bruised, bloody, disheveled, and bewildered, Kunku and I shook our heads at each group, terrified of accusing the wrong people, terrified that the suspects were all African American, and terrified of what that would mean for them and all those in the area—racial profiling, bias, discrimination?
However, at the same time, how do I offer an alternative? In a physical description, race is crucial. But why does my mentioning the race of my attackers make me cringe? When I tell the story, most everyone asks if the teens were African American, and after I nod, most everyone sighs, unsurprised as if I had just confirmed something they already knew.
This incident rests heavy on my shoulders for multiple reasons, with race issues and government bureaucracy being in the forefront. Everything is extremely inefficient. And everything seems extremely questionable.
I want to shout, “its not fair!”
But who’s listening?
ps. i’m using my old phone. same number.
pps. i’m fine, thanks everyone for all your concern. i will be going home august 25th and then going from dc back to school on august 29th.
I’ll Miss you NYC, but I’ll be back for you <3
Posted: August 14, 2010 Filed under: Uncategorized Leave a comment »Summer is almost coming to an end. Despite the love/hate relationship with NYC, this has been one of the best summers. I’m so glad that my summers are progressively getting better =D. I lived in the fear that life starts to suck as you grow older since older friends and acquaintances “warn” me of how its all downhill from here. (I’m going to be 22 this year! yikes </3)
Thank you nyc for treating us so well. I’m broke and unemployed but like Candide’s idiot, I am more or less OK and not too stressed. Until I start to cultivate my own garden, I’m happy living with the idea that this is “the best of all possible worlds.” Yea, Voltaire, you are the man.
Lets see, Aileen and I have been consuming the “healthiest” edible items to fuel ourselves. Pizzas for brunch, tea and milano cookies for breakfast. Yes. We sustain ourselves pretty well. Atleast no crazy breakouts… yet.
Soooo I love music, who doesnt, i am super obsessed with euro indie pop/electro pop, whatever you want to call it. Heres a line in the song that perfectly describes how I feel right now:
”I got a plan i’ll stay on my own, I got a dream I should let go, waiting for the day to come… I know, I feel I keep crossing the line
And it feels like a crime zip-line, waiting for the day to come”
On that note (i say that alot 
) my Belgian ciggies have arrived!!! Yay apa (thats father in my language, Dzongkha). I’m not gonna lie, they are pretty badass and harsh on my lungs. But LOVE it. Its called “Belga” and it has a dude imprisoned on the cover and its all in dutch or german.
Heres a funny photo I wanted to share. So the wifi in our sublet is shit, one night while i was watching Mountain Thief, i fell asleep with my mac on and this was the result. (SOOOO sorry to those of you who have me on Skype!!)
courtesy of Vincent. lol.
Spent the day shopping at a street fair in Union square , so refreshing! I probably shouldnt be spending BUT I got a steal on a cute hat and 2 sunglasses. Had some thai food, chatted in thai for a bit with the vendor.
AHHH the humidity and certain smells and aromas make me feel like im in bangkok. SOOO weird not being in Bangkok this summer. Whats even more weird is that while I feel weird about not spending summer in thailand, I’m complacent about being away from Home.
Also, I got a new phone yesterday. Staying away from smart phones now. Simple life for me haha. Then again buying things made me feel happier this week. Ugh, does that make me materialistic and a lil pathetic that spoiling myself brings me joy? Anyhooo… I gave it some thoughhtt AND totally random but, I figured I love to be loved but I don’t really know how to love. And thats probably how I screw up good potentials and screw over myself and the other. Hmmm some animals are made to find partners and pair up with sole life long partners. Then there are some that prey on their lover. Then must be some that are destined to a lifetime of loneliness. I’m hopeful to fall in the first category but its feels like the more I try or don’t try, I might have another destiny. At least in this lifetime. But its not depressing, I adore independence and appreciate solitude, treasure solitude actually, AND as long as my life is as full as it is now, while I may be partner-less… I could never be alone while I’m surrounded by people who love me and care for me.
Just no smothering.
posted this on my blog a few days ago (if you wanna see my song/video of the day visit my blog, its on the sidebar, still needs some vamping up but finally accessible)
Kunku and I were involved in a situation…
Posted: August 10, 2010 Filed under: Personal, status, Uncategorized Leave a comment »Kunku and I were involved in a situation Saturday night that’s left us phoneless until further notice. Please contact us via facebook or email.
Depending on how things work out, we may update with more details. Otherwise, you can contact us individually for more information.
Thanks everyone for all your support. We really really appreciate it <3
Usss
Posted: August 6, 2010 Filed under: Uncategorized 3 Comments »If you’ve been following our blog, you would have noticed that while the other three are beautiful and thoughtful writers… I’m slightly lacking. Hopefully I compensate for that by the music videos I post and the random inserts I’ve posted and being an active part in aileen’s posts about our adventures in nyc.
For some reason im inept when it comes to sharing my inner thoughts and feelings in writing and speech. Somehow it’s easier to get lost in fantasy and use my imagination to create unreal stories. I blame it on my ADD-ness and my active brain always running ideas and random thoughts. I found an outlet of articulating what I want to say and how I feel through poetry. Originally I wanted to communicate through song writing but that was a fail however that led me to find solace in poetry! So not so much of a loss. Now only to get the confidence to share it publicly.
Things that race through my mind:
Sitting on a subway train, I always find myself asking… what are these people’s stories? Their struggles? Their glories? Their thoughts? As I gaze upon the expressions of my fellow commuters, I never cease to wonder. I see families, I see workers, I see tourists, I see all kinds of people but what I don’t see is what is on their minds. I can make assumptions, pass judgments and live with my ignorant wild guesses BUT at the end of the day, I know nothing and a part of me is bothered. When I was younger, I thought I was as jaded as it gets. I guess that is true, since I do have some sort of hope now, Close to none, but I’m still optimistic. I AM A LIVING IRONY, the unreal PARADOX that does exist. I live in contradiction and my mind is in constant conflict with itself. But the frustration of dealing with this conflict is what is so great. Living paradoxes, human oxymorons are what make life interesting… further stressing the complexity that is our existence.
My friend Vincent shared this song with me about exactly 4 years ago, this is how I feel. A tourist, an eternal tourist without a home always just visiting (literally, I live out of suitcases):
So as per popular culture, shows like Sex and the City, Desperate Housewives, friends, animes, bratz, sisterhood of the traveling pants, etc have a diverse group of friends each with a special trait of set of characteristic that complement the group.
Our foursome, we are so similar but I can list what is unique and what I love about each…
Ashley is the one who comes across as the intimidating one. Born January, she is always on top of her shit and was to become an economist.. I could totally see her as a business women/analyst but that serious, tough girl surface is balanced off with her AMAZING domestic side and love for baking (her cooking is INCREDIBLE!! Check out her blog) and caring ( and love for children like me!).
AND this former child model is a dancer as well. Very disciplined and graceful, my delicate friend can intimidate the pants of any unwelcome company yet so lovingly be there for her besties <3. Somehow I just cant keep any secrets from her, I confide in Ashley cuz she is the first person im moho I met that finally gets me… finally felt in sync of the same level in terms of maturity and mentality. When I found her, that was the first time in moho that I did not feel alone!
AILEEN!! Omfg.. can you say angry activist, super girly, super glam AMAZING, artistic, unicorn and HK loving, stylish feminist born in June? Whoever this chica ends up marrying/partnering up with.. that union BETTER result into power couple because this best friend.. what can I say, HAS amazing taste, smarts and potential. I almost want to say, future president of America? Hopefully not the first female president. That would be cool but the U.S better have socially progressed by then ☺. This former beauty pageant contestant is beautiful on the inside and out. My musical soulmate, wingman and other half….
(and one of the first models of my photo project=D )
Its amazing the adventures we’ve gone through and the deep dark secrets shared. I am always learning and being inspired by her knowledge, passion, experiences, and clearly I am not the only one. With her around, I can achieve anything b/c anything is possible when we team up… possibilities endless and she brings all the talent and skills.
Sharon, or SHARONE rather, our very own Asian Blonde born in December. Infamous for her “intelligent” comments and eye-brow raising questions… our pre-med journalist/co-editor? of MH News probably has the highest GPA out of the 4 of us. Former track star, this athlete is one bodacious asian with the cutest smile, and flirtatious demeanour but in an innocent way of course. She always makes me laugh and is never late for anything.. lol.
My other wingman (well we all function as each others wingman) and social buddy, sophomore year was when our friendship took off. Hopeless romantics but strongwilled women together, but with a fun-loving attitude towards life… that’s what drew us together and a lot more, mostly off campus partying and getting into random “shenanigans” (I really despise that word but can’t think of any other word suitable). Always a ear to lend and a shoulder to cry on, we’ve been through soo much!! The youngest of the pack but the most overbooked, be it a doctor or a journalist she becomes…. this girl with brains and the gift of being a talented writer is going to be a success no doubt! (she really is a good writer, you should check out her blog)
I’m big on horoscopes and I enjoy being analytical and making random connections, I like taking 2 diffferent point and bringing them together to mean something more ☺. Like unifying .
Two babies born in months beginning with J and two winter babies (I still think November should be Fall, but after I got the title Snow Queen from Aileen, I decided to accept). Two water signs, one fire sign and one air sign… I just love how each of us are so compatible with each other as our sign elements work together to simmer down and fuel one other, the stars configure our signs work well with each other. If theres one thing that doesn’t quite fit with one pair, it fits perfectly when the pairs are switched up. In the LEASST OBSCURE way, its kind of like an incestuous relationship but with very, very close friends who share a meaningful bond, a sacred sisterhood that can’t be broken.
All 4 of us come from diverse religious backgrounds as well, jewish, buddhist, Christian and atheist so theres always so much more to learn from other.
Common trait in all three: pure kindness and living evidence of the defiance of stereotypes. And as for me…. I’m the FOB that’s the least FOB despite my accent which isn’t really fobby either. And I did not attend an international or American school, there aren’t any in Bhutan.
As you can see, we are all living contradictions and I wouldn’t have it any other way <3.
Haha, I look like the lazy bummer out of…
Posted: August 3, 2010 Filed under: status | Tags: Resident ALIEN 1 Comment »Haha, I look like the lazy bummer out of the four, but I’ve been MIA because I’ve been in Shanghai for the past 2.5 months where wordpress and blogspot have been BLOCKED. Will update later with pictures from the Expo, promise …
As for being back, I’m incredibly excited to be reunited with my friends, but also feeling weird about being back. After living in a place where you’re the majority, where you’re not faced with institutionalized racism, you get used to the comfort. Yes, China has it’s problems, I’m not dismissing them, but they’re not my personal torments. Coming through the airport was like everything was being thrown back in my face. Customs signs in Detroit said U.S. Citizens/Resident Alien. Great, Resident Alien … makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside doesn’t it? And when you walk up to the counter, the lady working there asks you if you’ve lived in NY your entire life and you want to scream a “Yes, I am a born and raised goddamned AMERICAN” instead of the cheerful yes your mum chirps out. But you keep it bottled inside because A. blowing up in an international airport is a really stupid idea and B. you’re telling yourself that you’re just being overly sensitive. And as much as you’ve missed all of your friends, you know it’s been a good 2.5 months, returning to the motherland, to the quiet house where you can get some peace of mind and when you walk outside, you actually feel like someone normal for once.
