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Tuesday, October 25, 2005

My new haircut!

jang!


Doesn't look all that different now, does it? Well, I don't really think it does. It's shorter, lighter and so much better. It's great, isn't it? Isn't it?!

I got my Maths results back. I got 67%, ranking me at the 26th place overall of Year 10 Advanced, and 2nd in my class. Kathy, the new boarder got the highest, which has landed her a place in the Year 10 Maths Challenge class. How spiffy. If I got what she got, I still probably wouldn't be placed in that class. I wouldn't even join it, anyhow.

From my objective section results of the English SC trial, I feel like my English has really worsened. Or maybe, it's just the change of schools and environments. After all, I am competing against so many other students, who have been at schools of English as a first language throughout their life.

For a moment, after I flipped through the many red crosses on my exam papers, I had a feeling that I wouldn't become a good journalist or writer, or maybe, I'm not a good journalist or writer, because of my low English results. Everyone else got 5 or less mistakes. I got 14. Poor, I thought. I was quite embarassed. I didn't feel in a good mood after then. I didn't say much either. The day had suddenly turned into a bad one.

However, after talking to Anne Marie about it, I was thinking: success can't just come from knowledge. I don't really know how to explain what success is all about, it's more than just experience and... Ah, I really can't think of what the words are to describe it is.


^Me & Nomnom. Check out that cap!

Cheers.

& turned on the lights; 19:46

about me.

raelene. rae. roro.
eighteen years.
malaysian.
completed her final year of school at st caths, sydney.
is a musician, photographer and aspiring designer.
loves travelling, art, music, great food, clear blue skies, writing and ice-cream.
enjoys drowning in music, strumming random chords on the guitar, playing tennis,
finger-bashing it out on a game console and a bowl of curry laksa.
despises bad traffic, girls with long and fair faces with large contact-lensed eyes, bad food, mascara goop, hard pillows and hard beds.

raeville.

RAEVILLE came about some time in the year of 2001. or 2002. it's been so long that i've forgotten already.
it all started here (i doubt the link works anymore though), in a dodgy little blog page. then it moved to here. a year later, and we moved to better things, namely blogspot.

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