1. tings charis
2. 黄詩婷
3. 19th September 1988
4. 23 years old
5. Pre-school Teacher
6. Hope Church Singapore
7. tingscharis@gmail.com


Greetings,
ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
tings is really very proud to have you in her humble cyber world.
before you turn the door knob and enter into her world,
you may want to take a small note on what she is going to say here...

keep your fingers to yourself, do not judge.
tings is fully aware that this ain't behind any closed door
and hence, what you read is not what she is, totally.
read and go, do not make any conclusions on your own.
mere concerns are appreciated, anything beyond that line are not welcomed.

have grace and mercy upon her
she is indeed not as good as you think.

sign off, tings charis :)




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DEDICATED TO

YOURWILL

it suddenly dawn upon me that my life recently is just like the cinderella.
oh well, some minor but not so minor correction ; rather, the depressed one.
"why?" you might ask...
it's slightly shameful for me to say it but yeah, my dad would lock me out of the house if i am not home by midnight.
no prize for guessing it right about how would i feel when i see those threatening texts from my dad. 
you wouldn't want to know all the emotional traumas i am going through lately, i guess.
as for now, there's a tiny winy bit of improvement in the whole emotion traumas or at the end of one's rope feeling or whatever you can name it ; so a round of applause or it would be better, a stanging ovation.. come'on everyone.

cinderella wanna-be?
nah, not a suitable description about me ; i never have the desire to be a cinderella...
it's just that... i am the sad version of the cinderella.
neither did i become beautiful nor marry a prince.
i just need to be back when the clock strikes 12, that's all about the similarity, my friends.

i am not okay, i am sorry to say that.
but i can still survive and i am making a life changing decision.
i am weak, i am not (never) strong, but i will pull through... i hope.