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Sunday, April 15, 2007

just another day,
just another pack of cards

i got a call today,
apparently something went wrong with the filming the other week and everything's out of focus.
in other words,
we have to reshoot everything
):
SO, they'll be coming over again this week and stuff.
hope it'll be okay because at about seven, the roads are really noisy.

ANEEEEWAYYYYY

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING BIRDIKINS!
YOU'RE SWEEEEET SIXTEEEEEEEEEEEN NOW,
STOP BEING SO HOT AND KNOW THAT I LOVE YOU(:

i hope she liked the surprise vicky and i gave her last night
even though she woke up in the middle of it and sounded like she was dying of lung cancer
poor baby.

mommy lost her phone, left it in a cab.
by the time she called it, it was off.
i hate losing phones. like what the fuck):
so tomorrow she'll get her sim card replaced and hopefully, if i accompany her,
i'll get my keypads replaced too

janice has requested that i blog about her
so here,
i am blogging about her.

MOVING ON
i almost got a shitzu today;
babyyy shitzuuuu
BUT
i think that damn thing about the pet shop was a hoax.

"Can help? pet shop in joo chiat closing down tomorrow.
2 huskies, 1 labrador, 1 shitzu and 1 husky-terrier crossbreed to give away,
or they'll be put down
contact mariam at 97302064.
please forward, thanks."
was how this particular text message went.

i'm sure quite a few of us received this very same text message today.
though by the time the third text came in,
the shop was said to close down today.
information does get warped as it passes along.

i talked about it with vicky, my mom and janice.
and even though in the end vicky was against it,
we were still quite prepared for an addition to the family.
however, the owner, or "mariam" was unavailable upon my calling.
we searched the net and called up petshops in joochiat.
one of them said she'd heard the news and the shop was called DogCom.
When we called that shop, some bloke who couldn't even pronounce his own shop name,
(he called it logcom)
said it wasn't his shop in question and no, they didnt have a mariam working for them.

maybe, just maybe i'm jumping to conclusions and the forwarded text is, in fact,
very real and the lives of these dogs are at stake.
but we did try our very best, calling texting and stuff.

if it really was a hoax, which i have this sinking feeling that it is,
i mean.
i just wonder why people would do these kinda things.
why? does it make you feel good?
oh isn't it hilarious, having a third of singapore suddenly worried and stressed out about the lives of puppies that don't exist?
and all at the doing of your own hands?

i shan't say more because,
well what if it is real, you know?
i do hope it's not and that there aren't puppies which are gonna lose their lives.

- xoxo
charis loves you
10:26 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.