RAEVILLE

Monday, September 25, 2006

I'm currently in a very swearing/grr/tired/edge-of-paranoia mood, with not only the end of term 3, but the end of the Preliminary year, otherwise known as Year 11. After the holidays, I begin Year 12, the Higher School Certificate year, where every assessment task will count towards our final score. Honestly, I've been feeling quite panicked about this transition into the final year of school. It's very overwhelming, what with the Year 11 Retreat I just returned from this afternoon, which was basically a preparation for the many difficult obstacles that we will need to overcome in Year 12. Just being there, sitting in a room full of my year's class and listening to the seminars being hosted for us - the fact that we will be Year 12s next term is a little scary.

That would mean I need to begin working harder. I need to manage my time alot effectively and I need to be thinking about what I want to work towards, in goals (like a UAI goal). During the holidays, I've been advised to study. But you know me, will I really do it?

I'm feeling a mixture of excitement and this tinge of paranoia, what with the end of term. I'm going home this Friday afternoon, and just the thought of it makes me jump on cloud nine. I simply can't wait! Otherwise, I need to be working on the Year 12 goodbye card in time for the Year 12 Valedictory dinner (Thursday), goody shopping for mum (chocolates and peanut butter, some kind of moisteuriser for Shaz) and the most hectic of them all, PACKING.

Yes, that time of the term has come again.

Cheers.
PS. Thank God I don't have assignments and tasks due this week. Ahem, as it is the ENDOFMYGODDAMNWHATTHEHEFFALUMPYEAR 11 >.< !!!!!!

& turned on the lights; 20:36

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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