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Saturday, July 14, 2007

Had our last big Rae's get-together last night for the next six months to come. Mum and Inday cooked up a storm of a BBQ on our balcony for just over a dozen people. It was great. Alot of catching up, eating, playing games and singing. I had the usual crew over, and it was great seeing everyone together again. We had such a blast (literally), that our neighbours who live below our unit made an actual appearance at our doorstep, telling us how angry she was with the "thumping noises" coming from our unit.

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Su and me!
I was attempting to pull off the James Bond pout,
Daniel Craig style...

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I failed. CLEARLY.

These holidays sure have gone by real quick. It feels as if I just arrived home yesterday. I can't help but wonder what on Earth I spent all that time on to make it feel like nothing. Time is such a strange measure. Whenever we want to move forward, time slows down and our forever hungry curiosity overtakes it. But whenever we want to stay in the moment, time speeds up ahead of us. It's strange, and frightening. If we continue to not notice how fast time flies, we would be ten years into the future right now. I used to tell myself not to think about time, during my days in Sydney at school. It was only to let time take over without notice. It looks like we will forever be in some kind of complicated relationship with time.

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Shaza and Ray singing.
Ray likes to think that the microphone affects
his score, not the fact that he's tone deaf.

I like thinking about the future, along with the many other people out there. I like to wonder what my everyday life would be like after school. I like to imagine myself driving to college/uni, and planning dinner for that night. I like to imagine myself working in a big company, slowly making my way up the ladder. Everything seems so distant, yet I like to think that my future will turn out as planned. But we all know that it never does, and that's what makes it so frightening - the future, that is. It's so dark, yet we like to imagine that there's light there, creating a clear picture of what we believe to be as our lives laid down for us. I like to see myself in a big company, earning a good salary and doing great things - but what frightens me the most is seeing myself reach that point in my life and thinking of what went wrong.

Maybe it's best that we don't ponder on the future all the time. Maybe it's best we let time take lead and we'll just follow it. Is it all right to have what we imagine to be our perfect lives in the future, and follow that path? Or would it be better to let things happen, and seize the day when the right opportunity comes? Here's where the pessimist in me comes out.

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My little cousin Ji-Han and me.
Myspace-style!
... so unattractive.

Have a think about it. Would you rather follow a path, going from planned dot to dot; or just let everything come as they are, without a plan? Honestly, I would still think about the future. The fact that it's frightening can't stop me. But for me, I'll be the one without the map.

Cheers.

& turned on the lights; 16:15

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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