New trailer for Bourne Legacy (Premiers on August 3)

Jackie Chan singing Mulan’s “Make A Man Out Of You” (Mandarin Version)

Jackie Chan singing Mulan’s “Make A Man Out Of You” (Cantonese Version)

I miss my classmates, the first batch of X - Alpha ever in Millennium International School in Riyadh, KSA. If I should ever be more specific, then, the oldest batch of school year 2009-2010.

I miss the classmates I get to talk about anime with, I miss the classmates I get to talk about Korean stuffs with, I miss the group of weirdoes, I miss the bookworms, I miss the brain teasers and riddles I’ve always attempted solving, I miss the fake English accents, I miss the band I got to practice and perform with. I miss the guys who’ve always made the classroom a room of hearty laughter.

Do you remember the silent instances? Do you remember the noisy atmosphere? Do you remember being isolated from the rest of the High School building because of our badass-edness? Do you remember the self-induced intrigues and inside ‘showbiz’-ness? Do you remember the little games we played? Do you remember the unfinished songs played? Do you remember the little misunderstandings we had? Do you remember the birthday parties we celebrated? Do you remember the projects we made together wherever we may? Do you remember reviewing in the canteen just before the exam starts? Do you remember the ‘illegal’ cards being hidden? Do you remember cheating during exams? (I don’t) Do you remember ever hiding on the top floor for some emotional reason? Do you remember trying to unlock that door towards the open rooftop? You might not remember some of these instances, but do you remember Alpha? Do you remember being a class? Do you remember those times?

I may sound lonely…well, because I am. It’s been more than two years and no one has ever replaced that kind of connection I’ve had with the Alpha I am or was a part of. I’m sincerely sorry because I forgot. I forgot those moments immediately when we separated, but now that I remember, I hate it. I hate memories. I hate them because I feel nostalgic. And nostalgia kills me by feeling lonely. I don’t like memories, I’d rather relive those days than remember something so distant, you know won’t happen again.

I’m sorry for missing out on get-togethers. I’m sorry for not being able to celebrate those important days together especially those who’ve had their debut celebration. I’m sorry for forgetting.

I didn’t tag anyone, because, I’d be even more lonely if I were the only one who misses that.

You know who I am, but if you’re still clueless, then I’d say: I miss the Alpha ladies and all the girly things we’ve done. And I miss the Oreo fan club.

“Red….”

“Everyone in Hollywood is so damn skinny and you constantly feel like you`re not skinny enough. But I have `fat days` and I accept that I`m never going to be rail thin. It`s hard not to feel pressure in this industry and I already use anti-aging products on my skin. I try not to let the pressure get to me but Los Angeles is a very hard place to be unless you have people here that love you. It can be very, very lonely, and it can eat you up if you don`t take care of yourself.”

“I’m 21 years old. I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing.”