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Friday, February 24, 2006

today was nice.
it was comfortable
and i got to do all that i wanted to do,
which,
to me,
is the most important thing.

ld was really really fun today.
it was good,
what she taught us.
about improvisation and impromptu stuff
it's good for the girls in ld
especially in singapore where most people suck at impromtu shit

dressed up,
put in so much effort,
wore bloody knee high boots
all for five minutes of hot seat
and being told that i'll have to do that for the next two weeks

ahh
noooo
lazeee laaaaa
dunch waaaan

anyway,
left ld earlier to go for an audition
good thing i emailed nadia about timings and asked if i could come at about 6 ish.
as i was leaving mdm whats-her-name asked me to put on my uniform cos i oughn't leave school dressed like that.
hello?
i'm not exactly dressed in a bikini you know.
gee whiz

cabbed it to paya lebar.
they were actually like,
"we're wrapping up"
but i said i emailed nadia.
she's really nice,
really bubbly and cheerful.
fills up the room.
anyway,
in about ten minutes,
we had to fill up some form as well as figure out how we'd say the monolouge thing

so stressfool
aiyohh

anyway,
rushed it last minute,
then went inside the auditioning room.

my hands were cold.

i think i screwed up the bit about introducing myself and impressing them with two lines.
i think i acted okay.
singing wasn't too bad
never sang like that before.
vicky was really good with her acting
made the guy with us look like a looosah.

hurr

i sang two songs(:
dumdeedum

yeaa so basically that was good.

what i love about acting is that i become someone else
i'm not charis vera ng anymore
what i love about singing
is that i'm just not even there
i'm just a voice(:
i choose singing over acting!
(:

poor darling marisse was late cos she got lost so she missed her chance.

vicky says she's jinxed.
poor baby

in a lucky dip,
she gets back her own present.
then she loses her damned ezlink card and IC
she places a clip on her table for a moment and it disappears within seconds
then she's crossing the road with my humongous paperbag which has lasted me throughout the day and it suddenly decides to break
IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ROAD

it's bloody funny being with marisse
haha
grapevine after the auditions
mummy and janice joined us.
my hair smell like i've just gone clubbing.
haha.
i wish
wheeeeee

i'm in a pretty good mood now.
alastair's down.
poor baby.
and i don't fucking know why so i'm getting irritated
eeee yeeeeer

- xoxo
charis loves you
11:15 PM

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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.