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Monday, April 16, 2007

After giving up on trying to clean Catch up last night, I'd decided to leave him alone to rest before I try again. I'm really worried about him, and I really hope I can save him before it's too late.

Meanwhile, I'm back on my good old Frank (and for those who don't know, Frank is my old Compaq laptop. Oh, and I like to name my laptops). It's nice to be back, too. The keyboard's still intact except for that little "x" key, which has a strange DENT made by what appears to be my nail! My F1-F3 keys are still stuck down with sticky tape and my "Enter" key is still stiff. Ah, just like old times.

And speaking of old times, I was going through the folders I'd left on Frank from before, and I found heaps and heaps of photographs from Year 9 AISM days. There I am, sitting before hundreds of photographs of the final school days of AISM - wondering about what I was thinking and feeling at the time, what was happening during the time I took the shot... Things like that.


It was one of those wacky BBQs of mine,
back at the old house we lived in.


I found some photographs of people I used to talk to, too. Like this little girl, who at the time was in Year 2 or 3. And she used to annoy me so much, and vice-versa to her. I think she was in the student rep council with me, and we used to bug each other at the meetings. I sat there, thinking and thinking - what was her name? And you know, I couldn't remember. I still can't up to now. And it makes me some what confused - there she is, captured in a photograph from almost 3 years ago, and I can't even remember her name.

Me and Su-Yi. My "Pokemon" buddy from our
primary school days.

It's all we play. HALO.
Hell, we're still playing today.

It's weird, how time flies by so fast. All those times, having fun at AISM - the things that happened, the people that happened. It's all in the past, and captured in a timeless photograph. You get the feeling you want to go back. You know, to fix things up. All the mistakes you made, the mistakes you finally realised today - you begin to wish you could turn back time to fix it all up. To change it. But then, today and the now would not happen if you did.

Taken at the swimming carnival, 2005.

As much as I'd love to go back to the past, relive the memories and fix all the mistakes - I'm glad to be here in the now. Everything in our past, makes us who we are today. Without tomorrow, there would be no now. It would be meaningless. All we can do, is look back and acknowledge the past for what it was. Maybe a smile, a bit of laughter at the idiotic things we did before. The things we, today, know alot more about than at the time.

Ah, time is such an amazing thing.

Cheers.

& turned on the lights; 01:00

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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