Archive for May, 2009
We Ride The Same School Bus
Me: Hey, nice to meet you.
Nehemiah: Hi.
Me: Don’t you remember me?
Nehemiah: What?
Me: We ride the same school bus (I was joking)
Nehemiah: …?
Me: I even gave you a bar of Kitkat.
Nehemiah: Ah..you! I saw you in school one time…
And everyone started laughing. 
Can’t believe he really thought we knew each other. Heheh. Am I really THAT convincing when I joke around? This day is one of the bestest days of my life!!!
I can’t wait to go back here for Christmas! I like all my friends here, even though I’m the eldest among them. 
Even the most silent member laughed and joked with us. I can’t wait to hang out with them again on Wednesday. I planned some gimmick with them before I go back to the Philippines. If only I could bring them to the Philippines. Gah.
We talked and played a lot like it’s been years since we’ve known each other. Nah. I met the three of ‘em just today. I’ll really miss these people when I go. 
Mom said I have weird tastes when it comes to clothes. She’s afraid that I’m going lesbian cause I liked boy clothes. (I respect those who are gay or lesbian, but our Church doesn’t believe in those things) But seriously, when we had our prom, I danced with the ladies, and some seniors thought I was lesbian. No, I am not. Everybody’s been asking me if I were a lesbo. It’s disturbing. Why oh why can’t I wear boy clothes??
Anyway… I’ll return comments tomorrow! YAY! And all link exchanges will be up tomorrow too. I’m just so busy these days because I’m gonna go back to the Philippines. I’ll even go to the beach tomorrow. Yeah, I love it here.
Kind of a boring post here. 
I wanna make a new post tomorrow!! 
I hope my friends here won’t find out this blog. Please oh please. I don’t want them to know that I like them. :p
PS: Break?
Tag Day
Life’s been pretty boring these days, except for the Church days which are heck of fun. Life’s been pretty boring and busy. Last monday, we started practicing worship songs in church, and yesterday’s highlight is buying tall cans of pringles and six bottles of Canada Dry and then sitting near one of Abu Dhabi Mall’s restrooms with some people from our Church’s Youth Group. Gosh. How can that be the highlight of the day? Simply because nothing else happened.
Thanks a bunch to all of you! Good thing my name is unique, so if you think of someone random, my name catches your attention. MWAAHHAAHAA.
This one is from KYM. The awe-summm thingy. HAHA yay! XD I like tags. I’m just too lazy to fit them in whenever I type long posts.
The rules: List seven things that make me awe-summm and then pass the award on to seven other people who I think are fabulously awe-summm. So this means I have to brag! Yeah!
- Sometimes I volunteer as a puppeteer during Vacation Bible School (when it’s Summer), and I write the script of the show. So yeah..the script becomes a bit weird when I’m the one who writes it. I include jokes that kids do not understand.
- I started writing short stories when I was, like, 9. They weren’t good. But it was awesum because I can write. O, ha! O, ha! And I even drew. And they were not stick people. They had some flesh, but they looked like stressed gingerbread people.
- My favorite stuffed toy is older than my younger sister. It is already 13 years old. Are you younger than my toy? Hahaha! Its name is Wawut. I still have it with me here in UAE.
- I was bullied at school when I was a highschool freshman, but after some weeks they were like my bestfriends already. Hahah! Nobody can ever bully me that time. What I did was when they laughed at me, I laughed back. And they laughed again. And then so did I. Until we just laughed until the day ended. The other bullies, they talk crap at me. I laughed again. And they said “Look at her. She’s laughing. That’s the right way to behave!” And they left me alone. That bully even goes to me to look for her brother (I was friends with her brother). Pssh. Laughing is so gonna get you out.
- I am a like a nomad. My family is in UAE (United Arab Emirates), and then I study in Los Banos, Laguna (Philippines), our house is in Cavite (Philippines). So every summer and christmas break, I’m in UAE. Weekdays I’m in Laguna. Weekends I’m in Cavite. It’s pretty tiring. I sleep everywhere!
- I am pretty much like a celebrity when I go to our relatives’ place in Quezon City (see? another home in there). I grew up there when I was young, and I sang for the people. So when I go back there, everybody’s like “Is that Chiui? Oh you’re a lady already! Look how much you’ve grown.” And I was like “I’m sorry, but… who are you?!” HAHA! Not really like that but it’s pretty much the same thing. I don’t know them, they know me. Because they made me a singer since I was a kid. I sang glam rock songs which I don’t remember anymore.
- Last but not the least, I don’t know if things are just a coincidence, but when I feel happy for no particular reason, it turns out that something good happens before the week ends. Or if I feel nervous, something goes wrong. It happened lots of times, and sometimes I know what will happen beforehand. Pyschic? I dunno. Maybe it’s just that I understand how some things go, and I don’t understand how. Ah whatever.
Passing this to Jiawei, Oliver, Senghoo (who monitors the speed of my blog HAHAHA), A@ron, Louise, Joebs, and Pee. You’re not really obliged to do this tag, so if you don’t do it I’ll just hunt you down and kill you. No worries.
Another tag from Jordan! Eight is so great. Oh yeah.
8 Things I’m Looking Forward To:
- Classes start (?). Evil days start.
- Youth Friday. Haha.
- Breakfast.
- Christmas.
- My birthday.
- The day I will lose more weight.
- The day I will see my boyfriend Eunhyuk. HAHAH!
- Summer. Again.
8 Things I Did Yesterday:
- Eat junkfood at the mall.
- Practice worship songs.
- Watched Super Junior videos with my sister.
- Linked HeyHeyFriends on my sidebar.
- Got bored.
- Ate more junkfood.
- Turned on the alarm.
- Slept late.
8 Things I Wish I Could Do:
- Quit school.
- Go to Korea.
- Eat noodles.
- Speak fluent Korean.
- Lose weight.
- Dance so well. Act so well.
- Meet Eunhyuk!
- Meet the rest of Super Junior and DBSK, too.
8 Shows I Watch:
- Korean dramas: 신데렐리 맨, 꽃보다 남자, etc.
- 무한도전! <3
- Star Golden Bell.
- Anything with Suju or DBSK in it. Haha.
- Pimp My Ride.
- Any cartoon.
- Kid shows. I love em. Like hi-5 and Dora The Explorer. I don’t like Barney, though. Re-tar-ded!
- Youtube shows.
8 people to tag: Aimee, Lissy, Diandra, Katie, Jamie, Ling Fang, Phyllz, and Cassidy. Same thing. You’re not obliged to do it.
Last tag from Ieyel!
Sorry for the crappy penmanship. I tag the same people! Anyone could do it. 
Whew, was that long. Anyway that’s all I have today. And thanks to those who tagged me. Keep tagging. Don’t believe the saying “Chiui doesn’t do tags.” Oh shut up. She does tags, she just forgets them.
So what else? I don’t think I could return comments this week. Or even bloghop, due to the busyness of the week. And I’m very sad about that.
Books Before Boys
…because boys bring babies.
I learned that quote from highschool. I was at the beach earlier this day. I didn’t swim. I stayed by the grass (yeah, on the beach), and just thought about coming back home for UP Los Banos. Gosh how I hate that school. Feeling ko magp-prerog talaga ako! Taeeee.
See, I’m here in UAE right now. My whole family is here (Well, my brother is on his way here). All the food that I ever loved is here. The books that I’ve been looking for, they’re all here. Even the magic of Disney is here. Heheheh. Lame joke.. In short, it is freakin’ happy in here.
But then I still go back to the Philippines. Just to study. I live alone in Cavite, I don’t have friends at school (Hi Kirby and Mina. I hope you’re not reading this!), and I hate my subjects. Nooo.. Every night is a torture. This is why I hate school. I even failed a subject last semester.
Everyone says I’m smart cause I study in UP. But I’m not. I’m probably the dumbest person you’ll ever know. Seriously. I don’t even know why I passed. Maybe it’s because I’m familiar with English. But I’m not really smart. I only pretend to be smart. I get failing grades, and if I don’t get failing grades, I get almost failing grades. Whatever.
But I have no freakin beautiful choice. So hello Philippines again in a few days.
Good thing I have my Church there. If I don’t have my Church, I will surely die. Out of fear. And of hunger. And of loneliness. Unhappiness. Boredom.
And then while I was staring at the sky at the beach, I saw a light fall down, really. I lost my breath just because of the light. Hey, I’m not making symbolisms here. I’m not a writer.
It was the first time I ever saw a shooting star. YES YES!! I saw it fall down. And then my jaw dropped, literally. And I wasn’t breathing when I watched it. I thought a shooting star shoots? Hahah. Corny.
My parents got worried because I wasn’t breathing for a few seconds and I was staring at the sky and my mouth is open and all. I was silent all throughout the day, but when I saw that thing I screamed like a..uhm..fish?. “Mama! Ano yun?! Nakita mo? Nakita mo?” (Mama, what’s that? Did you see it? Did you see it?) And everyone just laughed at me. Dooooh. I am still thinking about it today because it reminded me of fireworks.
If you’re a good friend of mine, you’ll now that fireworks bring me joy. Yes, joy. If I’m standing up while watching fireworks, I will jump. If I’m sitting, I will stand up and then I will jump. If I’m lying down, I will wiggle. If I’m lying on my stomach, I will probably not see the fireworks. When I’m watching them explode in the night sky, my mouth never stops talking or screaming, and I will laugh even if nothing’s funny. It’s weird.
Reminds me of boys. When I like a boy, my mouth doesn’t stop talking about them. But I don’t really wiggle in bed when I like someone. When I like a boy, I treat him like a favorite book (My fave is Catcher in The Rye). When I like a book, I want to eat its pages and then drink lemonade after. But I don’t really do it so I don’t really eat boys.
These days I don’t date, and I do not know why. But people had been asking me what kind of boys I like. Well,…I like boys who read. They do not need to be handsome, but they need to be cute (or appealing). Or at least be handsome in my eyes. Haha. I’m not pretty in most people’s eyes so I need to marry someone cute. Y’know. For the sake of the kid (? And yes, unlike my bestfriend I can picture myself being a Mother). I like Christian guys. I like boys who know what I like and what I hate. I like boys who play an instrument. I like boys who surprise me (in a good way of course). I like boys who don’t pretend that they like dramas. I like boys who do not care about sports, but they can play some sport anyway. I like boys who will not laugh when I say I need to poop. I like boys who enjoys noodles. I like boys who can cook. I like boys who blog. I like boys who eat a lot. I like boys who speak Korean.
And most of all, I like boys who are painfully honest to you in private.
I don’t even know why people ask me these things, and I don’t know why I answer them. If I find someone who does all of those things, then.. oh my gosh. I won’t marry him because I would get scared.
'Sup? My name's Chiui. I am currently living in a huge ass sandcastle known for its 0% crime rate. Also a lover of the scent of crayons. I like making lists. Will never be caught sporting a mohawk. Pasta drives me crazy. I am sometimes unnecessarily mean.