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Saturday, January 28, 2006

While collecting the tennis balls after my overhand/service practice, I had a strong, jolting feeling on my leg, which stung me so hard, enough to make my hands move to the site immediately. The spot felt itchy. So I scratched the spot.

A thought came to me: if everything has a reason for being on Earth, then what is up with the mosquitoes? Right, they're insects, and they are completely useless! You know how everything on Earth is in a huge cycle. All living things. Like a food web. One eats another, that sort of thing. I wondered, mosquitoes don't contribute in any way to the cycle.

So, I questioned my tennis coach and myself, why are they here? Perhaps they were put here by, if there ever is, God, to make happiness and it's opposite balance. Perhaps, God just wanted to play one nasty joke on us.

The one theory I seem to believe in the most, is that God (if there was one) put the mosquitoes here because he didn't want our lives to be perfect. God simply put all the little annoyances in life to piss us off, hence, giving us a perfectly balanced life.

All in all, I hate mosquitoes.

--

I wrote down a quick wish-list for my birthday. It feels like only yesterday I turned 16-years-old. Two weeks from now, and I will be seventeen. One year from then, I will turn eighteen and I will be finishing my final year of school. I can never come around to realising how fast time flies.

#1- New Nin-DS games.
#2- Pair of Puma Roma shoes.
#3- ♥ ♥ Ewan McGregor, plzkthx!
#4- Portable guitar amplifier.
#5- Star Wars III: The Revenge Of The Sith DVD
#6- A Wilson nCode racquet (which one, I just can't remember >.<) And that's about it, so far. I can't seem to think of anything more that I could want. Well, that's a lie. Of course I want many more things, but I know I won't get them, so it's always nice to wish for the smaller things. The simple things.

Oh yes. A pair of
Puma Roma shoes are so totally simple. Hohoho :D

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The Chinese New Year is finally here! I finally get to spend CNY here, at home - not forgetting the (what I hope to find) horde of red packets (or, as they are known in Chinese, ang pow) I will receive. The radios have been filling us with more than enough CNY music - this type of music takes audible form of women screeching at the top of their lungs, chinese lyrics of happiness and prosperity. It's not very pleasant to the ear. Really.

I also hope to watch a lion dance take place in someone's home. I haven't seen one since 2004 and I'm dying to see one. I'm dying to listen to the loud clang and bang of the men's
HUGE cymbals and the deep bass sounds of their LARGE drums. It's amazing, you know. Men dressed up in dragon or lion costumes and dancing. And the music. It's like a real orchestra (with the timpani, cymbals and the rest of percussion) on legs, and these men walk up and down stairs, through homes or offices, following the lions as they bring prosperity and fortune to the place.

It's all part of the Chinese New Year spirit, and I am hungry for it.

Cheers.
PS. Chinese New Year, if you did not know, is on the 29th of January, this year. Last year it was on the
9th of Feb, which is the day of my birthday!

& turned on the lights; 00:19

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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