RAEVILLE

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

( Short talk: Who the fuck created chicken pox? I hope that person died of it >:( )

I have the pox, children. :(
And I'm very displeased with it.

It's my third time getting chicken pox. I don't actually remember when I last had it, but I do remember itch, itch and spots. It is horrible sight. However, this infection is only a very minor one - right now. It might become worse if I keep bursting the bubbles. I should really stop /hmm

Upon hearing this from the boarding house nurse and doctor, Mrs Wilson, the head of boarding told me that I needed to leave the boarding house as soon as possible. It was like, being rejected out of the house because I am too dangerous to be living among other innocent people. Well, I thought, did the person who spread it to me thought about that? (I know who gave me the pox, and I am planning her death with clear precision)

Since all my guardians are ~~hopeless~~ unavailable, I am forced to live in a isolated quarter of the boarding house. It's sort of inside the house. I have to stay in here for two nights, then I'm off back to our flat with mum (who is flying out of Kuala Lumpur tomorrow night, arriving on Thursday morning). This little room is quite cosy, now that I have a fan, my guitar and super single bed! I also have a little window, with a fantastic, scenic view of the lovely ~~outdoors~~ brick wall.

I'm so alone right now. I really think I might die in this room. It's so quiet. Too quiet. Where's the noise coming from Jude's room? Where's the noisy Nom walking to my room? Where's the snoring? Where's everyone gone? Just before everyone started to go into their rooms, Mrs Wilson came in and gave me three mini chocolate bars. How sweet of her :) At least I know I'm not forgotten.

Jude; This girl. She wrote me a whole paragraph on me and my present tragedy. Oh how I love her so much. Platonically, of course :) I MISS YOU BRUDDA/HUBBY/'Better Half'
Nomnom; She wants to be where the people are, She wants to see, wants to see 'em dancing, Walking around in those... What do you call 'em? Oh! Feet!
AISM mates; Hope you kids had fun during the School Cert exam. How was the last question for Geography? Did it murder or what?
Everyone else; Hi :) I have chicken pox :(

singing for the lonely

Cheers.

PS. Maths was challenging. History was OK. Geography can kiss my sodding ass.
PSS. I mean, WTF is decision-making for a geographical issue?? I bullshitted so much (which was very little - 3 short paragraphs) to the point where your brain just couldn't bullshit anymore. Know how that feels?

& turned on the lights; 19:55

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.

ps. raeville is best viewed on mozilla firefox. just because it's better :)

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