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Wednesday, May 31, 2006

so i look in your direction
but you pay me no attention, do you?
and you know how much i need you
but you never even see me.

I take my dislike for Coldplay's "Shiver" back. I love it. The guitar intro is stuck in my head.

Winter is upon us, and I'm holding onto a very thin thread. It's freezing! I can't wait for our morning soccer training to end (this Friday morning is the last training session. Booyeah!). My whole body freezes up. My joints get stiff and my muscles go tight. I can barely feel my fingers, let alone my face. My nose turns red and I start to lose my ears. Times like these I need a nice and thick doona made of animal feathers (like duck!) to keep me warm at night. I hate waking up in the morning and not wanting to get out of bed for breakkie. Seeing that I'm barely coping with the freezing cold mornings in Sydney, I'll be deeper than six feet under this next weekend at Canberra with Nurie.

I'm playing the guitar for Week of Faith, which commences next Monday. I don't perform till Thursday and Friday. At first, I didn't want to join the WoF Band because I thought it was going to be all Christian-y and God-ish. The thing that got me to join was my passion for music. As cheesy as that may sound. Eversince I got Rosario, I've been playing so much music, the skin on my fingertips are seriously cracking and disintegrating. I've never played so much like this before. Really.

Tomorrow is the compulsory Whole School Photograph Day! Woooooo... Right. Imagine this!


See that stand? At the back? Well. Imagine, one thousand +++ students and staff on them. Tomorrow morning. We're talking about everyone - from Kindy, right up to Year 12. Staff. Teachers. Everyone. Imagine! I'm going to be somewhere up the top. It goes in order of highest Year, right down to Kindy. I had been imagining the whole structure falling apart, and this cool domino wave effect happening. Screaming. Shouting. OhmyGoding. Wouldn't that hit the front page of the daily newspaper. Goodbye world.

I just can't wait to go home! I have so much to do! So many people to see! So much food to eat! Ahhh! The thought of it is making me salivate on my poor keyboard!Catch.

I haven't done any work tonight. I'm supposed to be writing a 10 minute stream of consciousness for our study of Modernism in English. We read Virginia Woolf's "To The Lighthouse" in class today, and the excerpt we read was bizzare! It was the streaming of consciousness of four different people at a dinner party. Wouldn't it be fun though? I'll upload the document when I'm done with it.

Cheers.
PS. Happy Birthday tomorrow,
Chen Su-Yi!!! (Wish she read my blog)

& turned on the lights; 18:05

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.
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