alone i was
before your love
when i saw you
i knew my life was touched

i saw your smile
and then i knew
that everything i felt
inside was true

i saw your smile
and then i knew
that i was gonna spend
my life with you


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Monday, August 13, 2007

He stood there,
so much a winner that he was actually, in fact, a loser.
It wasn't that he was a bad person, far from it!
Funny and charming, he drew people to him. Yet such unprofession would cost him his intergrity and his face.
Perhaps they thought it was a gift to him,
but it couldn't be anything more than a curse.
Underserved, no cheers heard, and group hugs that included him after the slightest hesitation.
Boos from fans of the deserving, chucked out, to bestow upon him what he should hardly be able to imagine.
My friend, always a good loser, but a winner more than him.

This is going to be a tad bit short cos i'm really tired.
I met Gillian (producer of Wendy Cheng's Girls Out Loud)
and she's really nice. haha
the script i had to audition with was hilarious, i have to go tell the baby ogre.
kind of like her older sister's script which included a Harry HangLow.
HAHA

never mind, you wouldn't understand, sorry for being rude.

SO Teenage Icon Finals!
I missed out on Ernie):
But i'm so proud of her winning 2nd runner up and although this sounds cliche and like one is doing no more than making the best of circumstance,
it is true that whether or not Ernie won first or Consolation, she would've still carried on and made it.

After all, with the Y2Y behind her and events after events, it's a tad bit difficult for her to keep off the stage for long.
Teenage Icon is a stepping stone,
but it depends on how one makes the best of it.

For me, it was an experience.

My passion for the stage isn't gonna die out because i didn't make it to the finals!
and it is incredibly sad because some who got out at the same round a me talk about trying again next year.
("oh there's always next year!")

That isn't the point.
granted, one shouldn't give up hope just like that,
but Teenage Icon isn't the Be All and End All.
You are not nothing because you didn't win.

Take Shi Ying for example!
She's from PL and she went for campus superstar.
she got kicked out at the second round and wasn't foreseen to go far in this competition.
(please don't kill me, i actually don't think she can sing okay)
but i will admit, that she has an image onstage and that's what kept her on.
And guess what? she won Miss Silkygirl!

Point?
move on to more.

Met Ming and Priscilla today, i didn't know that they were gonna sing!
And when i met Ming she ran up and gave me a hug, she's just the sweetest thing!
Unfortunately her Manager wasn't being very friendly or maybe she's just got Ming's best interests in mind.
All i can say is, if i had a manager like that, either it isn't gonna work or i can expect to grow distant from friends AND fans.
tsk

ANYWAY
Ming's singing has improved like a lot!
She's so much louder, you wouldn't believe it. SERIOUSLY.
i kinda hoped she'd do a jazz number though, it IS her forte after all.

FINALLY i managed to shop today!
jeans and like, three ohsohot tops! i loooove!

Thinking about lots of days spent non-stop shopping,
first prize goes to weeks in LA.
i just keep buying stuff over there, or i like, look at stuff and my aunts buy it for me.
Over there,
everything fits, everything is so incredibly cute and you can't get some of em here.
well most of em actually.
even IF they're made in China or HongKong.
hahahaha

My phone's totally screwing up on me,
so anyone's quite welcome to be a dear and buy me a phone.
haha.
yea right.
I need to go shopping for catwalk heels,
and i need to find a proper job for right after O's.

AYE

well, that's quite a bit for such a short post!
all my love

- xoxo
charis loves you
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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.