Ubay is my name. According to www.baby-names-and-stuff.com, "The name Ubay is a baby boy name. The baby name Ubay originated as an African name. In African, the name Ubay means - old arabic name. " So, according to that, I'm supposed to be a male. Maybe that's why I act like a boy! And maybe that's why I'm somehow curious about the female anatomy! Well, I'm curious about anything, so whatever.
Anyway.
I will be using English throughout this blog site, hopefully, because I want to improve my English skills. So, if you see anything here that is in wrong grammar, feel free to tell me. Either by this site, or by Yahoo!Messenger: ubaaaay@yahoo.com.
This is a blog about what I know about myself.
I am no journalist, obviously. I'm just a person who is fond of saying what she has to say, in a very random way. Well, I would be saying everything here in English(see above).
I am moody, ask my boyfriend! He's the one to suffer whenever I feel like I'm mad. I would put it all on him, that's how bad I am for a girlfriend. I'm sorry dikko.
I am not special. Though I haven't met people exactly like me, I feel like I'm not worthy of getting any attention. I'm not saying I would not love getting attention, I ridiculously do. But, there are tons of people out there better than me, that's why I'm very curious why my boyfriend would pick me to date.
I don't know. Maybe my mind's twisted, because I feel like an important person. Okay, that's one of the many things I just cannot understand about myself.
My vocabulary's poor, both in English and Filipino. Every sensible English or Filipino teacher I've had must have noticed that.
I love my boyfriend, Amos Junius Lopez. We've been together for.. Wait, let me look at the calendar. Hmm. One year, four months, twenty-four days. I don't know how we did that, but we're still together. I don't know if we're going strong or anything, we're just going.
From Grade 5, until my Fourth Year in High School, I only had one Yahoo! account. Then, my boyfriend entered my life, then Boom! Goodbye gracy_ruby.
I love my friends. I don't want to hurt them in any way. So, whenever I see an imperfection about them, I would just shut up because I'm afraid I'd hurt them. But if they ask me if something's wrong with them, I'd say everything I could, because it's an opportunity to make them better. Whenever I'm mad at them, I would let time heal the pain. I don't want to argue, or get in a fight with them. But sometimes, fights are unavoidable, so we'll just make sure that it would not last long.
I have enough friends to be happy about, but I want more. What's happening today is in contrast of what I would want. My friends are slowly leaving me(Well, at least I feel like it, I hope it's not true!). And the reason for that is either college, and/or my boyfriend. It's sad, but true.
I love dogs. I have two dogs: Sandwich and Puffy. Sandwich is an 8 month Beagle. Sandwich is a Spoiled Brat! He bites everything, everything: this table, this laptop, this divider, my bones, the chairs. We still don't want to kill him, because we're hypnotized by his cuteness. Then, Puffy is a Japanese Spitz, and still living at 10 years old, or maybe 9? The point is, he's old. He's still cute because he's very puffy with his furs. I take care of him and I love him. We had 2 dogs when I was.. I don't know how old I was then. Their names were Spark, and Tiny. Spark is a very very very kind Labrador Retriever. That dog had an epilepsy! He would just randomly freeze, and it was scary! It was the cause of his death. Tiny was Spark's best friend. He's half Pomeranian Spitz and half Japanese Spitz. He's very brave! He would fight anyone who would approach Spark or my family. He killed himself after Spark died. I don't know how he killed himself, but my grandmother said he just stopped breathing, but I don't believe her.
I am not creative. I can't draw anything without a reference. If I were in the TV show, "SpongeBob SquarePants", I would probably be Squidward. I don't have any imagination. And that is why I do not belong to my course, and I should shift to Civil Engineering. I miss my Math.
I love Math! I'm such a nerd, I know. But I love it! Pretty much because I'm good at it. I'm not boasting, it's the truth. HAHA.
I want to understand how Jesus Christ saved us all. If someone could please tell me how, contact me(see above). I was thinking, maybe because He spread the Word of God! Oh my gosh, After three days of thinking, I just thought of that today, at this time.
I love my family, and I want my parents to change for the better. They're wasting their time and money for useless things. My sister is rude, and bossy, and annoying, but I love her because she gives me money, and buys me cool stuffs. My brother is so kind, and very very very kind. So, giving me stuffs is unnecessary for him. But once, he gave me an ipod nano, but I lost it. That Ipod was very close to my heart. Goodbye ipod! Thank you for the 20 days I've spent with you. (Yes, 20 days.)
This blog is long! I should stop now.
Bye.
Anyway.
I will be using English throughout this blog site, hopefully, because I want to improve my English skills. So, if you see anything here that is in wrong grammar, feel free to tell me. Either by this site, or by Yahoo!Messenger: ubaaaay@yahoo.com.
This is a blog about what I know about myself.
I am no journalist, obviously. I'm just a person who is fond of saying what she has to say, in a very random way. Well, I would be saying everything here in English(see above).
I am moody, ask my boyfriend! He's the one to suffer whenever I feel like I'm mad. I would put it all on him, that's how bad I am for a girlfriend. I'm sorry dikko.
I am not special. Though I haven't met people exactly like me, I feel like I'm not worthy of getting any attention. I'm not saying I would not love getting attention, I ridiculously do. But, there are tons of people out there better than me, that's why I'm very curious why my boyfriend would pick me to date.
I don't know. Maybe my mind's twisted, because I feel like an important person. Okay, that's one of the many things I just cannot understand about myself.
My vocabulary's poor, both in English and Filipino. Every sensible English or Filipino teacher I've had must have noticed that.
I love my boyfriend, Amos Junius Lopez. We've been together for.. Wait, let me look at the calendar. Hmm. One year, four months, twenty-four days. I don't know how we did that, but we're still together. I don't know if we're going strong or anything, we're just going.
From Grade 5, until my Fourth Year in High School, I only had one Yahoo! account. Then, my boyfriend entered my life, then Boom! Goodbye gracy_ruby.
I love my friends. I don't want to hurt them in any way. So, whenever I see an imperfection about them, I would just shut up because I'm afraid I'd hurt them. But if they ask me if something's wrong with them, I'd say everything I could, because it's an opportunity to make them better. Whenever I'm mad at them, I would let time heal the pain. I don't want to argue, or get in a fight with them. But sometimes, fights are unavoidable, so we'll just make sure that it would not last long.
I have enough friends to be happy about, but I want more. What's happening today is in contrast of what I would want. My friends are slowly leaving me(Well, at least I feel like it, I hope it's not true!). And the reason for that is either college, and/or my boyfriend. It's sad, but true.
I love dogs. I have two dogs: Sandwich and Puffy. Sandwich is an 8 month Beagle. Sandwich is a Spoiled Brat! He bites everything, everything: this table, this laptop, this divider, my bones, the chairs. We still don't want to kill him, because we're hypnotized by his cuteness. Then, Puffy is a Japanese Spitz, and still living at 10 years old, or maybe 9? The point is, he's old. He's still cute because he's very puffy with his furs. I take care of him and I love him. We had 2 dogs when I was.. I don't know how old I was then. Their names were Spark, and Tiny. Spark is a very very very kind Labrador Retriever. That dog had an epilepsy! He would just randomly freeze, and it was scary! It was the cause of his death. Tiny was Spark's best friend. He's half Pomeranian Spitz and half Japanese Spitz. He's very brave! He would fight anyone who would approach Spark or my family. He killed himself after Spark died. I don't know how he killed himself, but my grandmother said he just stopped breathing, but I don't believe her.
I am not creative. I can't draw anything without a reference. If I were in the TV show, "SpongeBob SquarePants", I would probably be Squidward. I don't have any imagination. And that is why I do not belong to my course, and I should shift to Civil Engineering. I miss my Math.
I love Math! I'm such a nerd, I know. But I love it! Pretty much because I'm good at it. I'm not boasting, it's the truth. HAHA.
I want to understand how Jesus Christ saved us all. If someone could please tell me how, contact me(see above). I was thinking, maybe because He spread the Word of God! Oh my gosh, After three days of thinking, I just thought of that today, at this time.
I love my family, and I want my parents to change for the better. They're wasting their time and money for useless things. My sister is rude, and bossy, and annoying, but I love her because she gives me money, and buys me cool stuffs. My brother is so kind, and very very very kind. So, giving me stuffs is unnecessary for him. But once, he gave me an ipod nano, but I lost it. That Ipod was very close to my heart. Goodbye ipod! Thank you for the 20 days I've spent with you. (Yes, 20 days.)
This blog is long! I should stop now.
Bye.
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