Summer vacation 2009!

Okae, so I'm actually new to blogspot. I got it from Jem (she's my classmate), I always wanted to be a blogger. Anyway, my first blog is about my summer. My first day of Junior High started 4 days ago and I was pretty much excited at first then it got boring at the end of the day. But it was a little bit fun since I spent it with my bestfriend, though we aren't complete. Lausanne was absent and Kia transferred to TPS. Well this blog isn't about my first day of school, maybe that would be my next blog but I'll tell you what happened during my summer vacation 09.

First, people were shock how I'm not in the Philippines during July, June and August. Because I usually go back to the Philippines for vacation every year. So I stayed at home during summer, nothing in mind what to do for the coming weekends. Wait, no! I was actually looking for a summer job during early days of May to June. But here in Dubai, teenagers can only get a summer job at Modhesh, he's like the Arab Mickey mouse here. During May, I didn't see any new posts from the company about jobs during summer so I waited till June. Then I heard that my friend was applying at Modhesh 'cause her mom knows someone who's working there. I sent her me and my bestfriend's application to include it with hers (cause she's giving it to the management office). After a week, she called us and told us that we need to go to the Modhesh building to be interviewed. I brought my friends with me and we went there around 8 am even though we were asked to go there by 10 am. The reason why we were early it's because we don't have any transportation by 9:40 am, so we just went with our dads. Me, Paolo and Guia waited there for 2 hours, but tina came exactly 10 am. We went inside and we waited for someone to call us inside the management office. People got suspicious what we were doing around just seating so someone approached us and asked what we needed, we told him that we're going to apply for a job and he said that we can just go inside the management office. An Arab guy asked us what do we need, except this time he was the one who called us. So we told him that we're the ones whom he called the other night. Then shockingly, he told us that they're already full. WTF was that for right? It was so obvious that he was being a racist just because we're a bunch of Filipinos. He's a fvcking racist. We waited for 2 hours for nothing. Then someone called us again after a week, and the same thing happened. Fck Arab people, I don't care if I'm being a racist but they were so why is it wrong for me to be a racist now.

After that, me and my friends was a little bit dissappointed but we didn't let that take over us. I mean, who cares.. it's better to not have a job, you can party everyday. So we planned to go out and our first summer gimmick was at Dubai Festival City. I was wearing a skirt so that was a little bit hard for me to run around or do crazy stuffs. We went bowling and etc. then we waited till night so the mini-carnival would open. We started walking to the back of the mall (since it's wear the mini-carnival can be found) and started planning what to ride first. Kamikaze is a ride where it turns around and it stops at the top which was fun since we can see the whole view upside down. The funny thing was, that was the first ride we rode and Kia doesn't like heights so Lausanne was screaming at our back saying "Kia's actually dead! OMG!" and Kia looked like as if she was sleeping. Hahaha! After the Kamikaze ride, Lausanne and Kia wanted to stop but me and Guia are a bunch of adrenaline junkies so we wanted to ride another one .. we decided to ride this thing where it goes around without any safety belts or whatever, you just have to hold the rails. At the middle of the ride, my skirt was up so it was embarrassing since people were watching then the ride suddenly stop, we thought it was finish so we started fixing ourselves then suddenly it bounces at our edge and Guia fell and hit her head at the chair but wasn't that injured but I hit my side of my tummy at the hair and started feeling numb and can't stand up. My friends started helping me get up and the operator started mocking me and teased me by asking "do yo want more?" and started saying something in Arabic. I started crying since it really hurts so bad and I called my sister and she told me to call mom. I did and they were gonna pick me up at plug ins which is at the front of the mall so I have to walk my ass there with all the pain I'm carrying. When my mom came, she thought it was something serious but I didn't think it's something bad but it did hurt badly. So they told the reception about the whole story and I was carried to the hospital by and ambulance and P.S that was my first time. But it was fine, to think my friends were really worried .. that was quite flattering for me to know.

After a few weeks, my friends visited me then the next outing was every weekend and I sure did do a lot of new stuffs. Like, try ice skating, bowling, singstar, and all. I love how I spent my summer vacation here in Dubai. That was quite refreshing since I got used to the whole Hello-Philippines thing during summers.

So this is my summer story, how about yours? tell me something interesting.

8:19 pm: Totally jobless, just chatting with Anj and Paolo.