One Tree Hill has lost its Spark/Charm

 To all One Tree Hill fans,

I'm so sorry to say this but, 

OTH totally sucks now.

They should have just stop at season 6 when Lucas/Chad and Peyton/Hillary left the show. The new characters aren't that interesting at all. Haley's sister, Quinn, is overly too lovey dovey with Nathan's basketball manager, Clay, and it just makes me all squirmy. I get goosebumps at every scene they have together. Mouth and Milly wasn't that bad. 

I've been watching OTH for the past 5-6 years. 

And i think it's time to admit that it sucks.

I kept watching hoping that Lucas/Peyton would make a guess appearance but i don't think that's ever gonna happen. 

Brooke and Julian, i seriously liked old Brooke better. 

Skills, is he still on the show or not??

Junk and Garbage (yea, it's they name) is like an on and off character.
Nathan and Haley, i just have no comment about them because even they are boring me to death with their "Nathan, you should follow your heart","Haley, you know I love you"..........

 One Tree Hill was a teenager's show focused on high school and transitioned into adulthood. But spare us the pain of watching the over flowing power of love in OTH now and just drop the show already. There's no more basketball, no more Dan, no more Whitey, no more river court matches, no more Karen's cafe, AND NO MORE LUCAS SCOTT !!!

He was one of the reasons i loved watching OTH in the first place and now that he's gone, my interest went along with him. 

Just stop the show.

My Bucket List Before I Die

This is my MWS assignment but it's just too nice only be read by my lecturer and classmates. So i decided to share it here in my personal blog as well.

So far, this is the most interesting assignment i have done for this semesters. 

20 things i want to do before i kick the bucket.

  

Did you know that there is book called “1,000 Places to See Before You Die”? Venice's Cipriani Hotel, California's Monterey Peninsula, the Lewis and Clark Trail in Oregon, the Great Wall of China, and Robert Louis Stevenson's home in Western Samoa are just a few places suggested in the book to visit before you kick the bucket. I would love to go to all those magnificent places one day. But for now I would like to share a list of things I would want to do before I kick the bucket. Hopefully I would be around for another fifty to sixty years time to do it all. 

 

At the top of my pre bucket kicking list is to go for tons of live concerts. The only concerts I have ever been to were only school concerts and it makes me feel like a teenage failure to have never been to a real life singer’s concert. So I promised myself that in the near future if there is a singer I like that is coming to Kuala Lumpur, let it be Lady Antebellum, Secondhand Serenade, Chris Daughtry, Avril Lavigne, Bruno Mars, or even Justin Bieber, I would not care and would definitely go see them. I would love to go see Korean artists as well since I have recently been pulled into the K-Pop madness. I have my eyes on BEAST, TaeYang, 2AM, 2PM, and the most recent JYJ. 

 Number two, I want to have a job in film productions in the future after I graduate from UCSI. I am majoring in Film and Television so obviously I have a passion for film making. The thrill of making pictures and words into a live character is just amazing. I love to make videos and even though I am bad at ordering people around, I still love to be the one doing the final touches on the film. I have heard that it is hard for a female to have a strong career in film making but this is what I love and it would be mind blowing if I can be a part of it. 

 Number three, I want to get over my fear of stage fright. I always tell myself before I present something in front of a crowd, “I have done this before and I can do it again!” I would feel very confident in myself and would believe in these words for the next couple minutes. But after as I stand before all those gazing eyes, I will slowly give into the fear and start to have cold sweats in my hands and my legs would start to literally tremble. The trembling will move its way up to my hands and they would shake uncontrollably. That happened during one of my presentations in my Popular Culture class. I did not notice that I was shaking until I looked down to read my notes. It is a pain in the ass to not be able to face a small crowd. How would I ever do a stand up comedy? I’m just joking about the stand up comedy. 

 

My number four would be to strike a lottery, big. I used to follow my mother and grandmother to buy the lottery when I was young. And the one that usually strikes was always my grandmother. I remember telling my mother this, “Don’t buy until you’re 60 like grandma. Only old people have the luck to strike the lottery.” The first thing I would do after striking that is to get a motorcyclist license and then buy a very sporty motorbike. Just imagine riding through the traffic without being stuck in it. Then I would spend my money on a brand new Aston Martin without my father’s knowledge. Why? Because when it comes to buying a car, my father has absolutely no luck and would make all the wrong choices and get my mother mad because he bought a bad car without telling her about it. Then I would buy a house. Preferably a condominium because less room to clean up. But since I have the money, a bungalow would not a bad choice either. Or those unique self designed houses you see on TV that are built with environmental friendly materials. I could hire cleaners to come over every day to clean up after myself. Throw a big house warming party and get people to jump into the swimming pool with all their clothes still on.  

Number five is a little exaggerating but still this is something I would like to do before I kick the bucket. My number eight would be to purchase a lot of lands. Do you know how much a plot of land is worth nowadays? With housing developments blooming everywhere, I would make a fortune if I ever sell my lands. I could die happily by getting buried in a golden casket with money spreaded all around me. 

I have always wanted to have a pet but my parents would not approve. So I usually spent my time playing or feeding my neighbor’s dogs. My number six would be to have lots and lots of pets. I like to have a Golden Retriever, a Husky, a Jack Russell, a Beagle, and even a Shiba Inu because this breed is known to be the most loyal dog of all. Watch “Hachiko” the movie and even you would want one. 

Number seven is something I have recently wanted. Two years ago I picked up a guitar and wanted to seriously learn how to play it. But now I still sound like a train wreck. I want to be musically talented. I want to be able to play the guitar, piano, drums and maybe even a saxophone. I get so jealous whenever i listen to people play their instruments with ease and how easy it is to them to write out a song. I used to ask my mother why she did not send me to piano classes like all my other friends when I was young.

Number eight would be to learn martial arts. I am easily amazed by anything. So whenever I watch a Kung Fu movie I would go “Woah!!” or “Wow!!” Or whenever I watch a live martial arts performance, I would think, I want to do that too. The world is a dangerous place so it would be wise to master or at least learn a self defense art. Then maybe I could be like Michelle Yeoh and star in the new Bond movie and shoot myself straight up to stardom.  

Number nine would be to learn how to dance. Recently I have been watching a lot of Korean music videos and their dance moves are so cool. I feel like I can do it but when I do, I end up twisting some part of my body that is not very comfortable getting it untwisted. Ballroom dance is also interesting to learn. It would come in handy if I ever get invited to a formal function that requires dancing. I learned a couple moves of it when I was in school. It was for an event we were having but we did not get use our new moves. It was kind of a letdown since we practiced it for hours. 

 Number ten would be to learn multilingual languages. Right now i am fluent with English, Mandarin, Bahasa and recently Cantonese. I have longed been interested in learning Japanese but my brain just refuses to accept anymore input of it. Same goes to Korean and it is so frustrating. My father's side can speak Hokkien but nobody ever taught me the language. Not even my grandparents. And as for my mother's side, most of them can speak Portuguese because they are Portuguese mix with Eurasians. I used to feel strange because my mother is so Chinese. I later found out that she and her brother, my uncle, were adopted by my grandparents. My mother's family tree is very complicated because people those days used to adopt children as easy as pie.

Number eleven is to learn how to use a firearm. I have tried archery and I love it. Now I want to go up a notch and try how it feels like to fire a gun. I think it would be a good stress releaser. A shooting range with lots of targets to shoot at is enough for me as long as I can paste the pictures of those I do not like on it. 

I always wanted to do stupid daring stunts. And guess what my number twelve is? Bungee jumping! Yes, bungee jumping. You must be thinking “Is this girl for real?” Well, part of me really wants to do it and I have been thinking of it for a very long time. And if you are wondering, yes I have also considered sky diving but I concluded that I still value my life at this age and I still have nine other things I want to do before I die. What if my main and reserve parachute does not open? Or what if a rat ate through the ropes? Or what if I land into a pit of wild animals? That would not be a very nice way to go. The funeral undertakers would have to work overtime to get me done nice and pretty for my funeral or else my half eaten face would scare off my mourners. Friend or foe, I hope people do show up for my funeral. At least there are safety nets for bungee jumping. You only have your parachute for sky diving and I am not stupid enough to jump out of a plane flying thousands of feet up in the air. 

 

Number thirteen is more or less like number eleven because this also involves using a parachute. But only for emergencies. I am talking about piloting an airplane. There are not many female pilots so it would be nice to be up there spinning around and feeling like superman confined in a little airplane seat without a cape. And of course I mean by flying a small airplane, not the ones that carries hundreds and thousands of passengers whose lives you hold dearly in your hands. I am bad when it comes to dealing with stress. So the little private planes would do just fine for me.

Now number forthteen is a very interesting idea to do before I go. No offence, but I would love to open a non halal fast food restaurant here in Malaysia. Just imagine the juicy pork burger filling your mouth with its flavor and aroma. The first time I have seen a real pork burger in a fast food restaurant was when I was in Thailand with my family. We were in a shopping complex and we wanted to have lunch. We saw McDonald’s and decided to go in and get some Spicy Chicken McDeluxe and Fillet’O’Fish burgers. And that was when I saw it. The most amazing burger I have ever seen in my entire life. The Thais call it, Samurai Burger. But here in Malaysia we only have chicken, fish, and beef burgers. If we ever want to have a pork burger we have to do-it-yourself (D.I.Y). Again, no offence to anyone, Hindus cannot eat beef and there are beef burgers everywhere so why not pork? I am sure my restaurant would be a hit. I just hope the government does not come after me for an unreasonable reason.

My number fifteen would be to experience winter snow. Malaysia is an all time summer type of country and even though we have our rainy seasons from time to time, i still wished that the Earth would somehow go upside down and let us have a go with winter for once. If that wish still does not come true then there is always an airplane to fly me to Aspen to enjoy the resorts there.

Number sixteen, now we’re talking! I have always dreamt of migrating out of Malaysia. And with all the fights between the Malays, Chinese and Indians about rights in Malaysia, it just makes me want to leave even more. I would gladly kick the bucket naturally in a foreign land than get killed here. Australia has been on my mind since I was 16. But England is not bad because I have relatives living there for over 20 years. I used to joke with my family that my uncles paid my aunt to migrate to England just to get rid of her. I could bump into Simon Cowell there, or even Jamie Oliver and he could cook for me. How cool would that be? 

Number seventeen is a funny thing to do. When I first started UCSI, I found out that most of my senior could speak in different accents. One could speak like a Hong Konger, one could speak like an Irishman and one could speak old English that is very hard to understand even though it is still in English. So my friend and I came to conclude that we should develop a foreign accent just like our seniors to show to our own juniors. I can do a little Tamil and Italian accent. But most of it is just something I pick up from the TVs and radios. And if I am living in another country then the leaning process of developing a foreign accent would be much smoother but a very embarrassing way to learn.  

I read magazines, entertainment magazines and I just envy the celebrities that always appear in it. In every issue I read, I would go into la-la-land and imagine what it would be like if I were there standing right next to Steve Martin? This is my number eighteen where I would just die to meet with the people who make our lives entertaining with their movies and music. Imagine having Justin Timberlake suddenly appearing beside you to sing Sexy Back. I would die right on the spot.

Previously I have mentioned about bumping into Jamie Oliver in England. Well that is actually my number nineteen to do before I kick the bucket. I like watching Jamie Oliver cook because he makes it look so easy to roast a chicken, cook up some pasta or just boil up some plain soup. Jamie Oliver cooking with me in my perfectly gorgeous house. He is going to be my live in chef for the rest of his life. Or until another good looking young chef arrives.

And last but not least, number twenty. I saved the best for last. Not everyone wants to end up growing old all alone. I most certainly would not want that. Maybe get married and have a family when I am 30. Have a boy first and then a girl. He can take care of his sister and his sister to approve of her brother’s girlfriend in the future. I just feel weird by the thought of having kids of my own. I have not met anyone yet but maybe someday, that special person would appear in front of me while I am waiting for the rain to stop in 7/11. The guy has to be good looking of course. This is something I would want before I kick the bucket. Preferably well built with chocolate abs. Tall and tanned. Understanding and a real old school gentleman. It is so hard to find a gentleman anywhere these days. The only gentleman I have ever known in UCSI has been long gone because he ran away to Nottingham after his foundation year.

Internship

This has been a very tiring week.

And it's gonna continue for the next 40-45 days.

I'm doing my first internship now.

It's an event company in Kota Damansara.

One week ago, i was minding my own business thinking about plans before November starts.

When should me and my friends go up to Genting? 

Which hotel should we stay in, should we stay for 2D1N OR 3D2N?

Do we wanna buy cup noodles and eat outside just to see the steam from the noodles?

OR

Should we go to Broga Hill and Genting next time?

How the hell are we gonna get there?

Wanna go eat dimsum after that?

All was good until i received a phone call from an unknown number.

It was 20-10-10.

"Hello may I speak to Carina? Im calling about your internship and i have a job offer for you. Can you go to Kota Damansara tomorrow at 10.30am for the interview?"

More was said but this is what i remembered.

I didn't know what to say and just said "OK" and when i hung up i finally thought, 

"Where the fuck is Kota Damansara?"

21-10-10

The next day, I carpooled with three more friends of mine who luckily for me got the same job offer. 

We got lost on the way. Damn Damansara roads. We got there on time and went in together.The interviewer was a quiet but pushy lady.

"Can you all start work tomorrow? Can you call more friends to work here?"

All four of us didn't really had a chance to think it through and we gave in and said OK.

We went home and i rushed to go buy formal clothes~

22-10-10

We sat in the Federal Highway jam for over an hour.

We reached the office and got separated to different departments.

My department was supposed to be the busies because they were in the mist of preparation of their event. But all i did for the past week were just petty but troublesome little jobs. 

I didn't like my department at first but after a week there i think i can make it through for 2 months. They were really in need for low paid interns to do their troublesome work.We could have start in November 1st but then we'll finish at Dec 31st. We didn't wanna spend Christmas working. So we started on the 22nd October and will end on the 22nd or 24th Dec. 

And me and my friends have already plan what to do. On our last day of work, we're going to eat a Japanese buffet and celebrate our 1st Christmas together since Genting didn't make it. Damn we got so excited after planning all of this and our internship had only just started. 

Delicious BBQ Wings, Dogs & Bacons

My BBQ pit finally served it's purpose on the 17th of October 2010 when my high school friends and i threw a small BBQ party. Throwing a BBQ party wasn't that hard. All you have to do is just get a venue, set a date, ready a BBQ pit, skewers and charcoal, food & drinks and call some friends. 

As you saw in the pictures

We had obviously chicken wings or it won't be a BBQ...

i washed & marinated all 24 wings and i felt damn proud of myself. There were bacon, sausages, corn, watermelon and toasted bread with garlic butter spread and honey.

 But before we started the BBQ,

My friend opened a table and we just sat and played UNO cards. I really can't remember when was the last time i played UNO cards. After UNO was "cho dai di" then finally the BBQ fire was strong enough we put our cards aside for some delicious chicken wings marinated with salt & pepper and some black pepper sauce and later brushed with sweet honey on the BBQ grill. The bacons were easy. Just pop it on to the grill and let it be. All the fatty oil dripping into the fire and smoke smelt like bacon. 

Lucky we had a Boy Scout with us. 

Thanks Mun Hong.

We would have smoked the whole neighborhood if we did it alone.

 We ate, talked, joked, ate somemore, talked somemore and joked somemore.

Finally we decided to pay '9ma' a visit since she ffk-ed us.

We packed some wings and bacon for her and walked up hill from our place to her house. But to our efforts went to waste because she wasn't feeling well that night. We walked back to PF's house. We played more card games and whoever lost have to each a watermelon because there were still a lot of it left. 

I left about 11pm because i was kinda wanna go for my other friend's house's BBQ in Sg Long. Not to eat of course. But when i got into my car and started to drive, i kept going to the side. I panicked for a second because i thought the slope i parked my car at earlier messed up my car's tires and screwed up the alignment. So I went home instead and to find out that it wasn't the alignment that caused me to kept going sideways. 

It was because of this.

Do You See THAT !!???

A bloody FLAT made me missed out on the juicy fun in Sg. Long.

Don't get me wrong though, my own BBQ party was fun but i wanted to be there because me and my college friends never really had a party together before. So now whenever any of them mentions about the party i missed i'd show them my ScareBear face... XD

Twilight is BACK !!!

I thought it was time to restart my little Twilight-updating-whatever-you-wanna-call-it thing again.

It looks like Breaking Dawn is gonna be kicking into production gear real soon because 

Robert Pattinson, Kristen Stewart and Taylor Lautner have already arrived in New Orleans, Louisiana. 

 As i have learned from my Mass Communication class, pre-production is the part where the scripts are written, checked, edited, checked and whatever. Then casting comes into place, who's playing who, who's cuter, who's chubbier. And locations for the shooting of the movie or scene or part. I'm pretty sure there's more to do in pre-production but i can't recall about it. 

Speaking of casting,

Many were wondering how Renesmee, half breed vampire/human child of Edward & Bella, is gonna be cast because let's face it. If there WERE a child like that in reality, she'll be locked up in a windowless room or be so spoilt that she'll grow up to be worse than Lindsey Lohan, Paris Hilton and whoever-trouble-making-famous-princess all put together. 

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I just realized i went out of my objective of this topic

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Meet Mckenzie Foy, age 9.

She has appeared in TV series Flash Forward and Till' Death once and it looks like she'll be THE most remembered child actress of the decade.

Alright, so the crucial question now is, 

HOW does director Bill Condon plans to film a child who goes through a growth spurt from a little infant to a child in just 3-4 months?

Well luckily we have Benjamin Button to thank for this.

"Sources have suggested that director Bill Condon will employ similar digital effects to those used by David Fincher in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, where Foy’s face would be digitally transferred onto the face of a younger child. It’s also probable that the studio will hire a younger child in some capacity, too." - Entertainment Weekly’s Hollywood Insider

Well i can't say much about Rob and Mckenzie but WOW is she the like the splitting image of Kristen. With this the Cullen family is completed. And casting for the other characters are also done but i'm kinda lazy to stretch this post to show who's playing who. I'll do it in my next post. 

Click to watch Breaking Dawn Teaser Trailer (FanMade)

Beard Papa's, Yummy Cream Puffs !!!

This is a famous pastry shop that was founded by Yuji Hiroka from Osaka, Japan in 1999.

Yuji Hiroka's probably the bearded old man in the picture.

Beard Papa's is known for their trademark cream puffs with vanilla custard filling.

A lot of my friends always tell me that their cream puffs are to die for.

*not in those exact words*

The nearest and only Beard Papa's to my house is all the way in Mid Valley and i always forget to stop by every time i'm there. So yesterday i finally remembered about it when i was there.

 

Original Vanilla

Made according to our carefully thought out vanilla custard recipe from Osaka, Japan, this flavour has proven to be the most popular and hotselling.

 Coronet

Our very special version of aromatic French bread filled with our signature vanilla custard. Something which would make a French food connoisseur come back for more! 

 

 Fondant Chocolate

A single serving of chocolate cake made with the finest Belgian chocolate. To fully enjoy the delicious, oozing chocolate center, be sure to warm it up before serving!

 

 The puffs are baked first with a hollow center.

They only fill in the filling when there's an order otherwise the cream will get the puffs soggy~

They poke the puffs to this machine you see in the picture and pumps the custard cream in.

There's vanilla, chocolate, black sesame, green tea, mango yogurt ice cream flavors for the filling. But in MidValley i only noticed vanilla and chocolate.

I bought 3 for myself.

2 vanilla and 1 chocolate.

It's kinda pricey because for the regular cream puff it's RM3.80 each.

If you buy the coronet or the ring shape puff it's RM4.90 each.

But the taste is worth it if you're not stingy.

The custard filling still stays cool even after an hour without putting it in the fridge.

The "Waterfall" in All of Us

I always saw myself as the strong type of girl.

It feels strange...

Calling myself a girl when I'm 20.

Calling myself a women will be stranger.

When i was little i always wanted to be a boy.

And growing up with two brothers just made me jealous of them.

So i was a tomboy until somewhere around primary school.

I thought to myself that,

If i ever fall down and scrap my knee i would not cry.

Get on my school bus and wipe the blood off. 

And i did.

If i ever get lost i would not cry. *If I'm in a familiar place*

Remember my way back home or where i originally came from.

And i did.

If i ever feel sad i would not cry.

Don't let anyone see you cry, not even to family.

And i did.

If i ever watch a tragic movie i would not cry...

Well that worked until i watched "One Liter of Tears" when i was 15.

My tear glands were over flowing like a monsoon rain.

I blame puberty on that.

I guess from that moment on, activating my tear glands became very easy.

If i watch a show with really sad background songs, tears.

If i watch a show with no sounds but sad scenes, tears.

If i see someone crying, i feel bad and, tears.

If i get scared and don't know what to do, tears.

If i get very angry about something, tears.

I guess females can't help it.

We're just wired this way.

To be all emotional when it gets too much.

I learned to change the subject whenever i feel the topic's getting too personal.

Jokes are the first thing that comes to mind.

If that doesn't work then i think of a lie to cover up the sad stuffs and make it seem alright.

If even lies doesn't work then running away is my last resort before the tears arrive in full wave.

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I feel so exposed now...

But once in awhile i like to type out these kind of stuffs.

I might have repeated what i said in a few dozen blogs ago.

Sometimes i like to think that i have my own personal therapy session in my head.

One mind debating on what was right and wrong, should or shouldn't, could or couldn't, would or wouldn't.

 I just like to keep personal stuffs very much to myself.

You gotta watch 'Legend of the Guardians' ~

 

When i first knew about this movie,

I had absolutely NO interest in watching it !!

I kinda "Judged the Movie by its Characters" when I watched the trailer and saw all birds inside and thought, "How can a movie with BIRDS be interesting???"

And then last week i kinda accidentally had to watch this movie because the movie my friend and i originally wanted to watch was unavailable yet (Alpha and Omega).

I was like "Oh man...hello birdies~"

And the 3/4 empty cinema was not helping at all.

Legend of the Guardians: The Owls of the Ga'hoole

My synopsis of the movie (no plagiarizing),

Soren and Kludd are young owlets who grew up listening to stories of The Guardians told by their father. Soren in particular was immersed in the stories but Kludd was more of a realist who didn't believe in it.  Both Soren and Kludd were practicing how to fly in the tree of their nest one day when their parents were out hunting. They fell to the ground and got "birdnapped" by two fierce looking owls. They were brought to Metalbeak's lair along with many other owlets who were birdnapped. 

Metalbeak is the actual bad owl from the stories of The Guardians. He got defeated by the legendary warrior, Lyze of Kiel and now he wears a mask to cover the scar he received.

The owlets were birdnapped there to be trained to be soldiers for Metalbeak. Kludd denies to be Soren's brother when he was asked and so Soren and his new friend, Gylfie were sent away to be "pickers" while Kludd is to be trained as a soldier. Soren and Gylfie eventually escapes Metalbeak's lair with the help of Grimble. 

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This is getting to be very long winded.

OK !!! Long version SHORT !!!

 
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Soren meets more new friends and together they set of to find the guardians. Instead of finding the guardians, the guardians found them and they were brought to the tree of Ga'Hoole. Soren tells the guardians what happened. They receive training to be guardians while other guardians fly off to battle with Metalbeak before they get attacked. But the guardians have a traitor among them. Soren finds out and he flies to rescue them. 

A fierce battle takes place and Soren reunites with his brother Kludd. They fight. Kludd breaks his wing and is thrown into the fire. Soren then goes to find Metalbeak for a fight. He emerges victorious and the bad owls retreat. Everyone returns to the tree of Ga'Hoole where Soren and his friends gets pronounce as Young Guardians of Ga'Hoole. But towards the ending we see Kludd emerging from the flames with glowing red eyes and he sees Metalbeaks body and his mask. 

 

Soren reunites with his Mum, Dad and little sister Eglantine in Ga'Hoole.

 Soren (Left) & Kludd (right)

You obviously can tell whose good and bad by their faces.

I, was so into the movie !!!

The effects of the owls flying was like WOW !!!

It felt like watching in 3D !!!

I bet 3D will be even AWESOME because you'll see the claws coming slashing out of the screen like SWOOSH right in front of your face. And the slow motion part is very very VERY COOL !!! Seeing the claws slowly stretching out and the wings flapping...the details of it all are so DETAILED !!! And last but not least...I WANTED TO SQUEEZE THE OWLS !!! They look so fluffy and soft and CUTE !!! 

Remember, DON'T judge a book by its cover.

You HAVE to watch this and just in case, 

Here's the trailer of it.

 

The song for this is called "Kings and Queens" by 30 Seconds to Mars.