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2011 Toronto International Film Festival: Asian Film Line Up

2011 Toronto International Film Festival: Asian Film Line Up

Press your suits and shine your shoes! It's time to roll out the red carpet for this years Toronto International Film Festival from September 8th-18th. Once again, we have a wide selection of films from Asia, including Japan, China, Korea. Without further ado, I give you this year's Asian film line up.
Are We There Yet? Playlists for the Road to Make Your Trip Awesomer

Are We There Yet? Playlists for the Road to Make Your Trip Awesomer

So you and your friends are getting ready to go on a road trip. Probably the first and most important thing you should prepare (other than your choice of poison to get sloshed on once you get to your destination) is your iPod, or whatever listening device you use. You’d want a playlist that is...
"Ni Hao Ma?" Welcome to Europe!

“Ni Hao Ma?” Welcome to Europe!

There are many myths surrounding the Chinese bus tour: the 6am morning call, the oily Chinatown food, and the jammed-packed schedule. Being a newbie, I chose a one-week Europe tour across six countries. I was greeted by a horrified gasp and a firm “best of luck” handshake from my friends. Now that I...
Favorite (Mis?)Conceptions About Chinese People

Favorite (Mis?)Conceptions About Chinese People

Since 2009, I’ve been living and working in London, England. I know it’s been a while, but I still feel like I stand out sometimes. Not just because of my Canadian accent, but because I’m Chinese. Even though London is one of the most multicultural cities in the world, the Chinese population still stands at...
Learning Cantonese the Fun Way!

Learning Cantonese the Fun Way!

Saturday school—how I do not miss you. Looking back on my former days of Velcro shoes and Disney knapsacks, I recall my many attempts to learn Cantonese. Ok, rephrase: it was more my parents’ attempt to get their English-speaking kid to reconnect with the motherland, Hong Kong.