with |ove; me

Friday, July 14, 2006

so is this supposed to be love?
cos it don't feel like nothin' much no more

anyway,
this beach party's up(:

y'all gotta get tickets from me!
<3

1st sept! Youth Empire presents an OUTDOOR
PARTY! 'The KRUNK Market' @ Tanjong Beach
Sentosa!

The 1st LARGEST, over 100 stalls FLAMBOYANT
and FACINATING midnight market along side with
Krunk R&B Beach Party.

Presenting surprise performances - The Flesh
Parade.

From the same people who brought you VAUNT @
MoS! this is going to be a bigger
event with more space to dance, more people to
get to know and more things to do!

6pm - 6am
16 years and above, non alcoholic and alcoholic.

$20 presale includes 1 drink+island entry.

if you're interested in renting a stall, RSVP for
space. $70 deposite, $40 refunded on the day
itself. the best decorated stall will win 2 TICKETS
TO NEW YORK! each store will be 2 metres by 2
metres. you will be able to sell any products or
services in the bazaar, in fact you are encouraged
to come up with unique and provocative ideas!
second-hand vintage goods, food, hair services
(braiding, hair spray etc.) or even interesting game
stalls like beer punk, kissing/stripping booth, arm
wrestling, condom blowing or whatever creative
game ideas you can think of!

or if you are able to do tarrot cards readings, do
hardo gay or miss swan impersonations, provide
make-overs; or any other interesting concepts, we
need you to spice up our event!

BRING your PETS, BIKINIS, LIGHT STICKS and
FRIENDS. its going to be one wild night to
remember.

contact me for more details:

interested to set up a stall or help us sell tickets!

charis
withlove.me@gmail.com
98803474

youthempire.com
"provoke, not promote"

:)

- xoxo
charis loves you
4:28 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.