Wanderlust.

The name's Chui
(/CHo͞o'ē/)

I am your typical geeky, ambivalent, overthinker and avid dreamer. All I want to do with my life is to see and experience all that I can.

I enjoy tea, tattoos, sharks, bears, wolves, graff, words, longboarding, zombies, tea, graphic design, climbing and speak fruent engrish.

E-mail: Chubur(at)gmail(dot)com
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(If you can’t see what’s in the speech bubble: “Meow?” I though it’d be a good touch, hush) So I lucked out a bit and got into the dorms that are in the form of motel rooms (my door is outside and there’s no hallways or common rooms)— we get our own bathroom, fridge, microwave and share a living room/kitchen with the room next to ours. The reason for the t-rex drawing? A few days ago we had a pretty bad storm and I was sitting in my room waiting for it to pass over so I could go to the library to study. Somehow my roommate spilled half a bottle of nail polish remover all over our floor so we tried to open the windows and prop open the door. When we opened the blinds— that’s when I saw it. A perfectly good, sleek, canvas. I immediately announced that I was going to draw something— so we brainstormed: riddles? Nah, lame. Road runner? Eh. Nemo? No orange marker. DINO-FUCKING-SAUR? YES. So I spent the next 10-15 minutes throwing up this guy and right when I finished the rain stopped and I was able to get my Principles of Aviation work done. Ever since then I’ve had strangers knocking on my door to ask questions, give compliments make requests, etc. My t-rex is a total awesome-people magnet.

(If you can’t see what’s in the speech bubble: “Meow?” I though it’d be a good touch, hush)

So I lucked out a bit and got into the dorms that are in the form of motel rooms (my door is outside and there’s no hallways or common rooms)— we get our own bathroom, fridge, microwave and share a living room/kitchen with the room next to ours.

The reason for the t-rex drawing? A few days ago we had a pretty bad storm and I was sitting in my room waiting for it to pass over so I could go to the library to study. Somehow my roommate spilled half a bottle of nail polish remover all over our floor so we tried to open the windows and prop open the door. When we opened the blinds— that’s when I saw it. A perfectly good, sleek, canvas. I immediately announced that I was going to draw something— so we brainstormed: riddles? Nah, lame. Road runner? Eh. Nemo? No orange marker. DINO-FUCKING-SAUR? YES. So I spent the next 10-15 minutes throwing up this guy and right when I finished the rain stopped and I was able to get my Principles of Aviation work done. Ever since then I’ve had strangers knocking on my door to ask questions, give compliments make requests, etc. My t-rex is a total awesome-people magnet.



September 05, 2011