Hi, I'm Chiui dela Cruz. I like books, Korean music, Asian languages, cat GIFs, the internet, pasta, lettuce, the smell of coffee and plastic (a.k.a the smell of airplanes), thrift stores, hipster jokes, and coolness. Yay from PR 2 to PR 3. Hyeah. LOL. Plugging Seng Shoe my little shoe dwarf! Visit him!!
Today, Katie and I fooled ’round with our beloved digicam. But I won’t upload the video. That’ll be the end of me. Death by embarrassment. So here’s how it went. (I’m listening to the video and typing everything here)
Are you a commercial model?
Wut?
A commercial model.
Chiburger is a commercial model.
Oh..okay. Who is Chiburger by the way?
Chiburger is the Christian monster.
Is ‘it’ a HE or a SHE?
No.. ‘it’ is a HEET. He, she, and it.
So it’s a neuter.
Hu-yeea-uh.
What’s your real name?
Sheezneet.
LOL. Where did you get that?
*sings* I got it from my Mama!
I’ve learned that you can speak Korean.
Um..no.
No? How come?
Um..how come..what may. LOL (useless answer)
How’s life?
Life is..kewl. Life is a cereal.
Oh it’s a cereal. Who likes it?
Me.
Do you eat life?
Yes, I eat life because life is sweet.
Who’s that over there?
That *points to Jamer* is Mr. Pringles.
Is he associated with you?
Chiui: No.
Jamer: Yes.
Chiui: He’s my bodyguard.
Jamer: Yabang naman nito! (You’re so arrogant) I’m your PA!
Does he protect you or does he hurt you?
He pokemons me.
Ooo..can you do a demonstration? Or provide a description?
Err..He grabs a pokeball and he would hit me with the pokeball and my head would bleed and then I would go crazy.
Oh I thought that when you get hit by a pokeball, you’d go inside.
No, because I’m not a pokemon, I’m a digimon.
So you are digital?
YEAH! I am SO digital.
Is it hereditary?
No. It’s contagious. You want me to digitalize you?
Later..or maybe some other time. Cause I’m a pokemon.
You’re a pokemon? Pokemons are crazy. Digimons will rule the world.
But periods really..
SUCK. Commas rule!
Do you know Jerm?
Jerm? Umm.. 미친 넘. *laughs* (Means crazy guy)
Hey that’s Korean!
YEAH! But I don’t speak Korean. I know Korean, but I don’t speak Korean. I tell it.
What’s the difference between telling, saying, or speaking?
Tell Me is a Wonder Girls song.
Can you do the dance?
No. I can’t wiggle.
You can’t wiggle? Why?
Because I’m a digimon.
How about Jerm?
Jerm is neither a pokemon nor a digimon.
What is he?
He’s a filthy human being. Kidding. You want me to digitalize you?
I told you. Some other time.
But today is some other time.
Why?
Because yesterday was some other time.
What about tomorrow?
Tomorrow will be some other time.
How about next week?
Next week will be some other time. And today..
Today is some other time?
No. Today is present.
And the past is..?
The past..was the tomorrow of some other time. Did you get it?
No! How about the day after tomorrow?
The Day After Tomorrow is a nice movie.
Can you give a short review?
Haven’t watched it.
*both laugh*
That was long. So yeah, if you haven’t noticed that badge on the sidebar, I will make you freakin notice it. I joined ze contest just to fulfill my wish last year. I tried joining before, but there was some problem because my blog didn’t appear on their site. Aww. Now I’m on take two. Anyway, I need your help. Like Dora, I will ask you to stand up and raise your hands please. Up, up, up. Okay that’s retarded.
I need you to rate me. Yeah. Rate. Natalie of Community Channel says your Mum rates her, but as for me, YOU rate me (and then your Mum can rate me too). Give me a rating that I deserve okay. Lol. I hope you’d be nice tho. I wanna win. Hahahahah! Please do rate me here!
RANTS:
1. One time I was eating spaghetti and this waitress offered me soup. Why the heck would I want soup with my spaghetti. That’s freakin exotic, and I’m not in the mood to be exotic right now.
2. I got a text message asking me that if I were to lose my teeth and have three of them left, would I want the remaining teeth scattered or in one line? What on this oblate spheroid earth was that all about? I mean, the last thing I would worry about (if ever I lose my teeth) would be their positions. The answer? I’d rather have them in one line because I’d like to prove that I will always stick to my friends through thick and thin, and see, even my teeth would never leave each other. Faithfulness runs in my blood and teeth. Like, where the heck is the relation between friendship and losing teeth? He could’ve just asked me if armpits do fall in love.
Well I’ll close comments in here. If you wanna comment, do it here! I’ll definitely return them this time. I’ll have a special way of bloghopping this week. Harhar. Don’t forget your url!
Questions!
1. Was I a lame interviewee?
2. Will you rate me? 
3. How am I supposed to live without you? 
4. Do armpits fall in love?
