San, sa, na, naa~
The week hasn't been so bad after all. The quiz bee went pretty well; we got 2nd place despite all those mistakes that my partner and I kept on making. I mean, when it started, we were pretty serious, but when the wrong answers started coming... well, a lot of people thought we took some drugs beforehand which is true in my case, because of all the medicine and vitamin c I had taken that morning because we were laughing so much.
It was alright, actually.
I've been tempting misfortune a lot this week, though. There was a math long test I didn't study for (but got 32/40 for anyway), and a time where I actually took a nap that led to my waking at 9 PM... with another long test the next day. There was also me not doing my homework, but managing to finish it right before the period...
God, I feel like such a teenager.
Anyway, I've been watching a lot of foreign language films lately, and let me tell you something: I'm seriously weirded out.
Sophomore year basically means that nearly everything we'll be studying has something to do with Asia (particularly in our Social Studies, Literature, Music, and Dance subjects).
For Social Studies, we watched a film called Asoka, based on the king of the same name from Ancient India. It started out OK, but there were many sequences that could actually be compared to music videos; most were a bit pointless and bordered on, well, insane.
My favorite sequence -- yes, I actually enjoyed some of them (because of the laughing fits they coaxed out of me) -- began with Kaurwaki, a princess supposedly hiding because people were trying to kill her, dancing alone on top of a hill where anyone could see her. Went something like:
San, sa, na, naa~ San, sa, na
Djare, djare, djare, djare pawan
I fail at any type of spelling by ear.
Kaurwaki somehow ended up by a waterfall and did some form of pole dancing. Later in the movie, she jumped into said waterfall, where it is revealed that she can't swim. WTF.
All in all, Asoka was basically Bollywood, which I can't really judge because of the cultural differences. I suppose it just isn't my cup of tea.
Also for Social Studies, we began watching Hero, which has got Jet Li in it, so obviously, the action scenes were pretty kick-ass (pun intended). The production was majorly epic; the sets and locations were gorgeous and the props were so damn realistic. Cinematography has gotta be one of the best I've seen in any movie. While I've only seen just the beginning of the movie, it's got a pretty decent plot so far.
However, that didn't stop the fact that many of the characters were knowledgeable in the martial arts and could fly.
Meh, that's Chinese film for you. It's unique, and they definitely don't do things halfway.
/my lola watches Chinese opera. I probably grew a resistance to the weirdness of it.
Today, we watched Dreams by Akira Kurosawa; it was actually pretty OK, though I found myself going "what the fuck?!" once or twice because of how abrupt and crack-filled this supposedly serious series was. There were ghost ladies wearing pink and tinkerbell shoes, pointless dancing and rituals, freakishly slow ghosts, tubas and French horns in a funeral procession of a town that claimed to live a "natural" way of life.
I know that there might be some cultural differences here, but. Just. Ach.
Might be just me.
It was alright, actually.
I've been tempting misfortune a lot this week, though. There was a math long test I didn't study for (but got 32/40 for anyway), and a time where I actually took a nap that led to my waking at 9 PM... with another long test the next day. There was also me not doing my homework, but managing to finish it right before the period...
God, I feel like such a teenager.
Anyway, I've been watching a lot of foreign language films lately, and let me tell you something: I'm seriously weirded out.
Sophomore year basically means that nearly everything we'll be studying has something to do with Asia (particularly in our Social Studies, Literature, Music, and Dance subjects).
For Social Studies, we watched a film called Asoka, based on the king of the same name from Ancient India. It started out OK, but there were many sequences that could actually be compared to music videos; most were a bit pointless and bordered on, well, insane.
My favorite sequence -- yes, I actually enjoyed some of them (because of the laughing fits they coaxed out of me) -- began with Kaurwaki, a princess supposedly hiding because people were trying to kill her, dancing alone on top of a hill where anyone could see her. Went something like:
San, sa, na, naa~ San, sa, na
Djare, djare, djare, djare pawan
I fail at any type of spelling by ear.
Kaurwaki somehow ended up by a waterfall and did some form of pole dancing. Later in the movie, she jumped into said waterfall, where it is revealed that she can't swim. WTF.
All in all, Asoka was basically Bollywood, which I can't really judge because of the cultural differences. I suppose it just isn't my cup of tea.
Also for Social Studies, we began watching Hero, which has got Jet Li in it, so obviously, the action scenes were pretty kick-ass (pun intended). The production was majorly epic; the sets and locations were gorgeous and the props were so damn realistic. Cinematography has gotta be one of the best I've seen in any movie. While I've only seen just the beginning of the movie, it's got a pretty decent plot so far.
However, that didn't stop the fact that many of the characters were knowledgeable in the martial arts and could fly.
Meh, that's Chinese film for you. It's unique, and they definitely don't do things halfway.
/my lola watches Chinese opera. I probably grew a resistance to the weirdness of it.
Today, we watched Dreams by Akira Kurosawa; it was actually pretty OK, though I found myself going "what the fuck?!" once or twice because of how abrupt and crack-filled this supposedly serious series was. There were ghost ladies wearing pink and tinkerbell shoes, pointless dancing and rituals, freakishly slow ghosts, tubas and French horns in a funeral procession of a town that claimed to live a "natural" way of life.
I know that there might be some cultural differences here, but. Just. Ach.
Might be just me.