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Saturday, April 14, 2007

There's this billboard or some kind of partition around a construction site on our way out from Mont Kiara to Sri Hartamas, and on it there are a bunch of quotes. There's one that really stands out to me everytime we pass by.

"Surround yourself with people who will lift you higher."
~ Oprah Winfrey

Just sounds so much like something Anne-Marie would say to me.
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It really does seem like I've been coming home by no earlier than 12am everynight. I'm always out with mum for dinner or some other function (like tonight was karaoke, with Shaz and her family with my uncle and his friends), and I'm obliged to stay and wait for her, until she gives in and tells me to go home. In a way, it's nice - I get a taste of mum's nights out; but man, I'm tired to sleeping late. I want to chillax. I haven't had many nights at home for quite a while!

Mum and I went shopping today, and ohhhh man did I spend alot of money. I finally bought a new pair of earphones. Pretty awesome ones, too. I got myself a pair of the Sennheiser CX 300 with added bass. It's excellent! The sound quality is absolutely superb compared to alot of other earphones I tested! I love it. How much it costed me, well, that I will leave disclosed. I used what was left of my angbao money, let's put it that way.

The music TRULY sounds better with you!

Other than the earphones, I got myself a few tees from Topshop and some shirts from PDI for good prices. It seems like all the shops are having some sort of mini sale. And the PC fair is on Saturday, so all the electronic shops are having mega discounts and great deals.

Me and Shaz at Star KTV.
I was so tempted to photoshop my stupid fat chin,
but unfortunately I lack that skill. :(((

I just got back with mum from Star KTV. Aunty Siti, Shaza's mum was really keen on having a night of karaoke last week, and so we organised it for real. Uncle Doug and his friends came along, and so did some of Shaza's aunts, and we had a really good time. We sang songs from Hit 'em Up Style (NUUUUUUURIE, WHEN THE MEN WANNA GET BUTT-WILD!) to She Bangs. Ohhh it was great! I even sang Barbie Girl by myself, which was rather embarrasing because I sang those high pitched sounds Barbie would make after a line or two. BUT OTHERWISE, it was great fun.

Something terrible has happened to Catch (and for those who do not know, Catch is my laptop!), and I'm getting very very worried. He's feeling very sick. He's getting slower, and non-responsive at times. Hell, I opened up Adobe PSP about 8 minutes ago, and it JUST opened up completely. No, there is definately something wrong with Catch. I have a feeling he may have caught some trojans in his system. Damn those torrents! Why can't file sharing be done in peace? :( And space. He's running out of space. I'm trying to hard to free dear Catch of some gigs, but it's so difficult at the rate he's running at. Help. :(

I need a shower, I smell like smoke and Armani. More of smoke, but still a hint of Armani... anywaykthxbi.

Cheers.

PS. I also got a new haircut a few days ago. I actually forgot what it felt like to have REALLY short hair! Strange.

PPS. Daniel Craig shaved his head for his upcoming movie I, Lucifer (WHICH ALSO STARS EWAN McGREGOR, BEST COMBINATION EVER). I don't particularly like it. It doesn't suit him. But meh, Daniel's Daniel. I'll learn to love it. ♥

Damn it. I love a sharp-dressed man.

& turned on the lights; 01:18

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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