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Monday, January 02, 2006

somehow i knew everything would be different
i didn't think how different.

the two major happenings of the year,
Christmas and New Year,
turned out to be a lot more slack,
a lot more fun,
a lot more simple,
and a lot more meaningful.

Christmas day:
woke up too late for church so we had leftover pizza for lunch while watching Ella Enchanted,
after which we spent the rest of the day at alastair's house.

New Year's Eve:
i dressed up,
he came over,
we had lunch, another movie.
parties were opened to us,
New Year's parties all over the place,
one at Ngee Ann City which i was told i could get discounted tickets to,
one at Siloso with DJs and VJs which was offered to alastair,
tickets for free,
and a fucktastic party at Stacey's which honestly,
was the one i wanted to go for most.

either that or watchnight at cmc,
like every year.

but charlene wanted a movie marathon at my place,
in the end she was sick so it was called off.
we decided on our own movie marathon and stopped by macs to pick up burgers.

and that's where we had our countdown.

a hell lot less fireworks,
i'd actually say there weren't any at all.
a hell lot less people.
just a buncha tired macs people who in the middle of getting our food ready started shouting
7...6...5...4...
and so,
yes, this is true and this is real,
we had our countdown in macdonalds.
and somehow,
it was more special than if it had been with fireworks and noisy sweaty people screaming and kissing everyone in sight.

it's already monday morning as i type this,
in about 26 hours i'm supposed to be getting myself ready for school.
the idea of the end of holidays sucks,
hell it sucks so bad.
but then again,
believe it or not,
i'm really really excited.
honest.
it's a new year isn't it?
a fresh start,
and baby,
i'll give this year a shot.
shot at what i don't know,
stop picking on my bad ass english.

don't know if we're moving in with daddy,
he's kinda still in malaysia and i havn't been able to contact him at all.
yeaa well.
i think i'm gonna have to start working or something,
i need cash fast.

schoolschoolschool.

same old routine eh?
once we get our school diaries,
we all gonna be flipping through it and counting down to the next holiday.
i'm looking forward to school.
honest.
but i'm looking forward to the next holiday more.

- xoxo
charis loves you
3:46 AM

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only yours baby

i'm charis vera Ng,
i'm NOT a Singaporean, i was born in UK
but i spent most of my four years in scotland
i love alastair(:
i'm doing my best to live for God though i often fail miserably

ok,try this:
you're this girl who's flown over to this country when you're no more than four years of age
you resent your dad for it,
and it doesn't help when things between your parents don't work out either.

so you miss your home terribly,
you miss going strawberry-picking,
you miss eating boiled eggs out of egg-cups
and you miss warm and cuddly Uncle John and Aunty Esther.

instead,
you find yourself forced to change
and adapt in a horribly hot place
where in primary school,
you meet cold,heartless little kids who ignore you and don't let you play "family"
just cos your accent is different.
early on,
you get weird looks and you find yourself going for recess breaks alone.
your classmates complain to the class teacher when you call them stupid
because they don't understand what to you is simple english.
but they leave you alone when you call them an imbecile
because they don't know what it means.
your primary 1 & 2 class teacher takes joy in complaining to your mummy
because she detests you.
she detests you for constantly correcting her english grammer and pronunciation in front of the class
you soon realize that you can actually gain and keep friends upon them finding out your mother's an actress
but by that time you've more or less forced yourself to lose your accent which makes communication a lot easier anyway.

that was the little girl charis,
now,
on top of that,
i can be a total biotch sometimes, towards people.
and don't tell me you aren't sometimes please.
but i try my very best not to bitch about people.
im a dangerous shopper(=
i never know what i want or need til i see it.

i don't like television.
now that's a first innit?HAH.
bet you never knew someone who didn't like tv
well i don't
and i'm not trying to be different and difficult
it's noisy and boring
i like music:)
i find eating a chore but i love snacking
figure that out
i find certain kinds of pain addictive,
no, i promise i'm still sane.

which is actually pretty remarkable for someone living here,
in this time and place
where you normally get loads of homework,
tests with questions that look like they're in foreign language,
and where everything's a competition to be the best,
the prettiest,
the most popular,
the most hated,
the thinnest,
the fattest, the coolest
the list goes on.
one shouldn't try to be something you're not,
but everyone knows that's easier said than done.
like duurh.