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Friday, July 13, 2007

fucking spaz.

i'm sorry i havn't been updating because i've been like, busy with,
life in general.

Michelle's leaving next tuesday and i've only gotten to spend one night with her.
a night that had us both fucking drunk, high and throwing up all over the place,
but still.
it's not quite enough):

so yes, i suppose i will tell my grandchildren one day, that,
the day before her O level orals, a few days before her major competition and
the day after having a fever,
i was like partying and getting so pissed that everything was incredibly funny.
that aside, my legs are like fucking aching.
it feels like
no, i won't tell you what it feels like. haha.

cheeky's = hoooooome(:

sooo apparently, july eleventh came and went without releasing august's Teenage.

butbutbut,
i have details my darlings! and it's all about the details(:

This Saturday

the Semi - Finalist showcase.

so you'll kinda get to know us, see us parade around aaand,
you can start voting! yay you!
this will be from 1pm-6pm

we'll be asked questions onstage and basically,
this is to promote the next day's event.

i know i dont look bril, shut up.

Sunday, July fifteenth 2007

Semi finals for Teenage Icon

12pm - 9pm

Level one Atrium, right outside CarreFour

i'm not sure exactly when the singing is gonna start,

and i'll probably only find out on saturday.

so i promise i'll blog then.
meanwhile, spread the word

my neck hurts):
will someone be a darling and give me a massage?

i'm fucking tired, i need my bed like soooo badly right now.

sigh

ihateher ihateher i.hate.her

well, it's like two different hers i was thinking about.

one, who just like,
turned out to not be so nice and basically,
the bitch that everyone else has said she is.

and the other,
oh i don't know.
i've never liked her, really.

i hate this.
why do i feel so crummy.
i hate feeling like this. i hate it so much.

now, we all know there must me some sort of reason that makes you wanna go like all drunk and high and cast everything into the bin which you'll be leaning over and puking into.

it isn't terribly hidden, is it?
i can't get over him
and it's not like i want to right now either.

can you make a wish at like 1:11am?

my nose is blocked and i can't talk anymore,
i've just been fucking croaking.

CROAKCROAKCROAK

come save me? -weak smile-

okay, now for Charis' wise words of the day!

Children are like Tattoos.
you look better with them, you can't get rid of them
and the process isn't painful, it's just funnnnnn

haha.
okay, shutting up.

GOODNIGHT WORLD!

ps! i looooooooooved last night even though i had the mother of all hangovers this morning. update you on THAT another time(:

- xoxo
charis loves you
12:30 AM

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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.