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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

oh it was a wonderfully gorgeous day(:

slept in,
gawd how i loved that.
then bathed and got ready to go out.

alastair was a darling,
he came over to pick me up and gave me this gorgeous rose,
no it wasn't red,haha,
all prettily wrapped up with a widdle tiny bear on it.

it was so beautiful!

i can't stop taking pictures of it

that's the thing with me and flowers you see,
cos i know sooner or later they're gonna die on me,
i take as many pictures as i possibly can.
haha

silly isn't it?

anyway,
gave alastair the card i made,
and the rather dumb looking flower

went to tampines and watched Walk the Line
it's a beautiful show.
went walkies
didn't take neos,
suprisingly.
haha.
actually,
when i was there and saw the crowd i got kinda turned off.
played house of the dead while we both acknowledged the irony and sadisticness of it all.
lovey dovey valentine's and we're shooting zombies.
quit that after a while and played daytona.

after the movie went last minute grocery shopping for mummy.
quite fun actually.
circling mindlessly looking for sour cream and bacon bits.
i was pretty aware,
it'd probably be a typical scene in about ten years.
haha.

went home for a gorgeous dinner made by mummy.
steak and sparkling juice since she doesn't take alcohol during the week.
absolutely beautiful(:

love actually was at 9 til 11
alastair left for home then.
poor baby's so tired.
saw a couple from some JC making out like crazy near the bus stop just now.
which was at like 11 plus?

haha.
goodness.
aiyohhhhh.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY Y'ALL.

i've got tests to study for,meanwhile.

- xoxo
charis loves you
12:25 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.