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Monday, May 29, 2006

so i spent time with this little cutie.
she passed me tickets bla bla bla

first day of work was good,
it was great actually
even though i was late

work is really really slack in a really slack kinda way,
met my little darling vicky

she looks fucking hot,
especially with her new hair
but she's no more that cute little brace-face
she's lost her reason to be a bitch now
haha

whatever whatever

was in the train station with vicky and i suggested we feast on her new plastic hamster cage to pass time

so then we talked about how the acids inside would dissolve the plastic and metal and turn it into liquid
it'll eventually get to the duodenum, large intestine
where all the liquid will be absorbed so then when you're shitting you'll be shitting out plastic
this mostly came from vicky who is thee expert in biology
haha
oh yes,
so i suggested the plastic would take the form of the intestines (because vicky's idea of a hamster cage forming in your body is too weird)
and guess what,
when you shit it out it'll be like those loooong tubes in the hamster cage
you know,
those tubes which the hamsters just looove sliding down and going
"sqeeeeeaaaaak"
haha
so anyway,
vicky came to conclusion that you'll keep shitting out plastic
and it'll all pile up because it all comes outta your ass hole like a huge mega long plastic tube and it'll pile up in the toilet bowl so you'll end up tiptoeing as you shit.

HAHA

god you're so stupid
stupid but thee most loveable in thee world my darling buu

im off for dinner!
i'll continue later
if i wanna
=D

stop the fake smile girl, just stop it now cos the tears will come
you know they will

- xoxo
charis loves you
7:21 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.