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Monday, December 04, 2006

I am now officially Term 4 Assessment task free! And boy does it feel great!
Despite the fact that I ran out of time writing my English essay on Coleridge's Kubla Khan, the unseen text called The Tent and my last minute saviour Big Fish poster as my related text. I don't think I've ever written so much for a single English assessment task before. I was right at the bit where I just sum everything up (the conclusion!) when Ms Knorr stressed the comman "PENS DOWN" before us. I was glad it was over...

Till second period. Modern History. A research task. Oh, good God. I had wished to be KILLED! My hands were still shaking, and my brain was feeling terribly exhausted from all the thinking. I mucked that task up for good. If I was lucky, I'd manage to squeeze in a C.

I've already started to pack for the end of term. I hate packing. Nevertheless, one must do it. Sighs. Only 4 days to go. I am dead tired from the term, and all I can think about is HOME. Nothing else (not even my overdue Biology class work) is on my mind. Just home.

To celebrate the end of the beginning of our *to-be* very streneous HSC careers, together with the company of my two favourite dormies Ashleigh and Melissa, we bunked up under Melissa very comfortable (I must say!) doona with our pillows behind our backs, and teddies (including Ash's dog Felton) snuggled up with us on my bed, and watched Love Actually throughout most of prep-time (Homework time). We were just not into work at the time.

(From the left) Ashleigh and Melissa,
being themselves xP

I'm ready for bed now. I'm in need of much sleep, after only 6 hours last night. Great preparation for an assessment task, wouldn't you agree?

The days to come involve many ponteng-an of classes (Skiving. Skipping. BLUDGING!) due to music rehearsals and Speech Night thingamabobs. I feel quite privileged to be in an orchestra. And senior stage band, aka. the Jazz Band. And concert band, which is almost the same as the orchestra, only more march and pop-music like (Eg. Star Wars themes). I look forward to that.

Ciao tutti!! cantwaitcantwaitcantwaittogogogogogohome!!!1
PS. ZOMG THE HALLELUJAH CHORUS IS STUCK IN MY HEAD! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! And He shall REIGN forEVER and EEEEEEEVER, HALLELUJAH HALLELUJAHHHH!

PPS. PICTURES UPLOADED TO Flickr!

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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.
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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