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Sunday, June 24, 2007

i've been meaning to post for like, freaking ages.
caught up with just, so much to say and never getting round to it.
darn

mommy and i have kissed and made up.
dawn got me thinking you know,
like what my advice would be to someone of my age, in my situation.
hmmm

anywayyyyy.
gosh, i've been terribly lazy of recent.
i was horribly tired last night, after three hour tuition.
mm, indeeeed.

my essay writing, plot wise, seems to be going down the drain.
or rather longkang.
all i seem to bring to mind at my fingertips,
is something regarding my dreamed up future family life.
terribly boring to write about after a while.
okay, who am i kidding, it's not boring to write but i get self-conscious.

so,
i love how domesticated i become when i'm left alone for like,
long periods like this.
it's strange, really.
i look out the window and see how sunny it is,
but while most people my age would talk about swimming or what a bitch the weather's being,
i say:
"GOSH IT'S A LOVELY DAY FOR MY LAUNDRY!"

no, seriously.
just today, i've done two loads of laundry. they're incredibly overdue, i must admit.
one load was a set of bedsheets which i took off my bed like
a couple of months ago.
that sounds gross but i've been procrastinating simply because it's not just about washing the load,
it's about having space to hang it up and of course,
if Mr Sun is having a good hair day.

and for everyone else who think that laundry is easy,
yes it is.
but imagine being your mother and doing it every single day.
now that's, not easy.
especially because with good sun, laundry needs two day outside for it not to smell bad,
and without sun, a couple more days would be better to keep them from smelling like you use a garbage can for your wardrobe.

okay,
i really need to shut up about laundry.

i'm off to watch shrek 3 todayyy.
actually i'm kinda late already.
haha
soooo.

i'll update more tonight, or tomorrow morning.
because nights are usually left for family com-time.
and i'm lazy too.

toodles for now(:

xoxo

- xoxo
charis loves you
11:07 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.