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Saturday, March 24, 2007

Missing the old days like mad.
It's funny when I think about it,
how far we've come after this photograph was taken
December 7th, 2004.
We were in Year 9, AISM
and now we're in Year 12
seperated and gone in different directions.

Bizarre.
How time flies so fast.
I feel frightened at the thought of it.


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The next two weeks are going to be a living hell. Our first major Year 12 internal assessment HSC exams, and of course, the first of more to come. I've been preparing myself for it for the past two weeks, and now the only other thing I can do is to pray I get through the seven exams as best as my ability can take me.

My to-do list. Lots and lots and lots
of things to do!
(Inc. Erinna's wonderful doodle of a certain someone
in a graph paper shirt)


Was recently just studying Maths.
Series and sequences. Just shoot me now.

And after that, on the day of my Japanese speaking exam I fly home. The only other thing that's driving me forward. I can't freaking wait. Oh, I can already taste the curry laksa on a warm morning at the Damansara local coffee shop, our table under a fan moving at it's highest speed - mm the smell of the uncle's char kuey teow and the noisy, busy chatter of working people of all classes having a local breakfast to keep their spirits up for the rest of the day.

I'm so hungry.
Cheers.

& turned on the lights; 11:53

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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