Tuesday, October 27, 2009

All About Me




Well, "CJ" does not really mean "Christine Joy".

It really stands for "Chicken Joy".


Funny? No, I am not even kidding.


When my sister was a senior in high school, all her friends always say, "oh, she's so cute," referring to me because I was so chubby that time. I am a kindergarten and we're both heading in the same school. Then my sister  replied, "yeah, she's so cute and mind you, she's so addicted to fried chicken. That's why she's so fat." Her friends turned to me and said, "really?" My sister replied, "of course! She always sings 'isa pa, isa pa, isa pang chicken joy!' " (from the jollibee commercial of Serena Dalrymple a long, long time ago.) After hearing that, they all teased me, " mahilig ka pala sa manok eh." My face turned really red and they all laughed out loud. And they all called me CJ since.



-THE END-


That's it! The origin of my nickname "CJ". Any violent reaction?


Well, the truth is, I really find it hard to describe myself because I am really really weird.


As in W-E-I-R-D.


I don't know what makes me sad sometimes.
I don't know what makes me happy either. 


I act crazy sometimes. (Oh, no! I should rephrase sometimes with every time)
Here's a scene that will prove my INSANITY:
"Everyone is silent in the room doing each one's business. I will suddenly burst out laughing and nobody knows the reason. They didn't know that a funny thought (as in so funny like prince william had suddenly proposed to tsokoleyt or pokwang) had suddenly come to my mind."


See? That's why my friends think that I am a li'l bit insane or LOKA-LOKA.


But it's really not so true. I am just an imaginative person. I love daydreaming. I have a wild imagination. That's why I have my handy-dandy journal with me wherever I go and write everything that makes me laugh especially when I read it.


I am a silent-type person.
You don't believe it?
Well, at first....
I am really like, "hindi makabasag-pinggan type" of a girl.

I am very secretive about my feelings.
When, it comes to them, I am a compulsive liar.
I am not showy.
Sometimes, All I ever do is lie, lie and lie.

My stories are sometimes UNBELIEVABLE.


But I don't wanna change any single thing about me.
I just want to find someone who can understand and accept me for ME - someone who can see beyond the depths of my soul, who could look straight to my eyes and see the deeply sensitive person inside me struggling to get out.


Well, that's it.
THIS IS ME.
Your approval, judgments, opinions and criticisms are accepted but are nearly disregarded. :)

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