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Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Now that I've finally reached the end of my schooling career, I've been finding it difficult to fully let the idea sink in - that I am now at the top of my school, a senior and a leader. The Year 8s, 9s and 10s have been doing their yearly exams, and whenever I hear them whine on and on about how difficult the paper was, or how much they've studied or how much they haven't studied, or when they worry about tomorrow's paper, I constantly remind myself that I was once in their shoes doing the exact same things during the exams.

Now that I'm in Year 12, I finally realise that after all those years, all that worrying and whining and constant pressure from exams and assessment tasks was time wasted. I smile everytime some random Year 8 or 9 girl whines after an exam about how difficult it was. It just reminds me of when I was in that situation, and how far I've come from there.

Ah, thinking of old random Malacca trips with Su and plastic bags, my days in the years before at school...

Cheers.

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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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