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Thursday, June 07, 2007

with exactly thirteen minutes left on the computer,
and no plans whatsoever to come on again,
this is my hi and bye(:

i quite love my new layout,
and i spent ages on it.
like freaking ages okay!

my sister said my last skin was nicer cos it's got my face all over it.
i know i'm gorgeous, but even i get tired of my beauty.
HAHA
omg, i'm kidding! i'm kidding!

well this one's got my face too):
though it's not a main main thing.
i shall learn how to put my picture up like as part of the skin or something.
maybe, maybe.

anyway,
i know the whole thing isn't completely tidied up,
pleasepleaseplease forgive me.
i'm disgustingly tired.

anyway,
to my darling twin:
i'm sorry about what happened today,
i wish i could be there for you.
i'll design you a dress and we'll make you look like the gorgeous bitch you are.
i love you so so much.

and to my babyest baby:
i hope you're happy with the whole library thing!
omgomg, i miss you so fucking much,
i can't wait to see you on monday.
especially because you're always too busy for me these days):
i love you i love you i love you.

and to my darling bird;
can you see now? haha.

loves!
oh look, five miutes to spare!

do i love you?
don't you know by now?

- xoxo
charis loves you
10:46 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.