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Sunday, July 09, 2006

bird is uber cute
i starting whining about not being her best friend anymore
because i was being a huge baby
then she went

yours truly//- i know bird loves me says:
sniffle. and i'm not your best friend.

yours truly//- i know bird loves me says:
im depressed

yours truly//- i know bird loves me says:
UGH

yours truly//- i know bird loves me says:
im gonna have anxiety attack

BIRD : My loves; Clare Anna Zoe. says:
what happen

yours truly//- i know bird loves me says:
and my fat neck will be amputated!

BIRD : My loves; Clare Anna Zoe. says:
eh eh eh

BIRD : My loves; Clare Anna Zoe. says:
i was afraid you might misunderstand. fish and i were kidding when we went BEST FRIEND

BIRD : My loves; Clare Anna Zoe. says:
bcos i asked her to help me do smth

BIRD : My loves; Clare Anna Zoe. says:
so i went, I'D BE YR BEST FRIEND

and yes,
she told me like i needed an explanation.
roitte
now that just makes me out to be someone who's picky about titles and labels as vicky would put it

haha

but she's awfully cute,
and her eye is swollen
so i think she ought to come to school so that she can distract teachers.
haha

shiate i'm super smart
(:

wicker park wicker park
the show is like
uber nice
with lots of complications and the just missing of two lovers
mmmm
i like

patch adams patch adams

Sonnet 17 by Pablo Neruda

I do not love you as if you were salt-rose, or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain dark things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.

I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers;
thanks to your love a certain solid fragrance,
risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body.

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride;
so I love you because I know no other way

that this: where I does not exist, nor you,
so close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
so close that your eyes close as I fall asleep.

because you know i do,
don't you?
that i still love you
with all my heart

- xoxo
charis loves you
10:08 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.