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Thursday, October 20, 2005

I had my last exam on Wednesday, Design&Tech which I think I might fail because I didn't have time to finish. Later that afternoon, I left the boarding house with the Yetpet crew (Nomnom, Kwann & Jude) and Ploy, another Thai girl from the boarding house. I was to stay the night with Nomnom, Jude and Ploy at Nom's apartment. We dropped our stuff off at Nom's place, and headed to the city for dinner.

And to get to the city, we had to ride the train. I had never been on a train in Sydney before. NEVER. Ploy was so shocked for some reason. Anyway, the train is such a weird mean of transport. I mean, it's underground and it's all fast and noisy. I was pretty wow at the fact of being in a train underground, but I had to keep any signs of such interest to myself so I wouldn't have to go through Omg-Rae-You-Are-So-Lame.

We walked to Jenny's place where we sat around and, well, conversed in Thai. Well. The other did. Jude and I sat there like dumbfucks thinking we shouldn't have come. All was good, when we headed down to RamenKan for a Japanese dinner. The place stank. It was horrendous! The food wasn't too good either. It was so Australian. Any Australian would think the food was great. It was like, sweet and sour pork at a Chinese-Australian restaurant in Sydney. It's not authentic. It's just basic.

That night, I slept on the floor at the end of Nom's bed, where she and Ploy slept. Jude slept on another mattress on the side of the bed. However, after thinking there were lice in the mattress, she hopped onto my narrow, thin mattress and pulled her doona over. I slept with this lump next to me last night. It wasn't very comfortable.

I was so feminine today. I mean. Seriously. Jude dragged me into Bodiology to book an appointment for a facial. The lady there then started giving me advice on what I should do to my face and make up. I said I wasn't going to wear make-up, so she pulled me into this booth and put some tinted moisturiser on my cheek. She said it would make my face look a little cleaner. I was so amazed. It actually worked! So I made my appointment (Friday 28th of Oct, 5pm) and left feeling happy :)

After that, Jude wanted to get her nails done. I didn't want to walk around like some hobo, so I decided to be dragged along into USA Nails. I got a manicure. It was so fun! I was falling asleep, which I think was good. The lady was massaging my hands too. My nails feel a little weird now. They're all clean and painted a really light natural colour. I feel so feminine.

Hoho.

Now I'm currently lying on a pretty hard bed in Nev and Ev's place (They said it was ALL RIGHT to not use uncle and aunty). They're such lovely people. They're so cute! I'm glad I actually met them. And they live so nearby our BH, which is so convenient.

I'm pretty happy now. And tired. Very tired. I had an hour session of personal training at Fitness First this afternoon and I am more than poofed out. My muscles are aching, and will be aching more tomorrow morning. So I should hit the sack.

Cheers.
PS. Timmy the ringworm is back again :(((((

& turned on the lights; 22:25

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.

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RAEVILLE came about some time in the year of 2001. or 2002. it's been so long that i've forgotten already.
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