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Cheer and happiness... and a touch of irony.
2008-06-08 05:52:00
(the above courtesy of Tom1 and Ms Wise)
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Mademoiselle de CHAUVINISTIC TOSSER.
2008-06-07 05:40:00
"I regard woman as the ancients did, as a beautiful slave destined for our pleasure. Christianity has not rehabilitated her in my eyes. For me she is always a different and inferior being whom we love and with whom we play, a toy more intelligent than if made of ivory or gold, and able to get up by itself if allowed to fall on the ground. I have been told on account of this, that I think poorly of women; I consider, on the contrary, that this is to think highly of them.""The smallest wrinkle may serve as a grave for the greatest love."From Mademoiselle de Maupin by Theophile Gautier, 1835.The entire book is one long steam of self indulgent, misogynistic drivel. You might notice that I listed it as among my "Favourite Books" in my blog profile. And it is. I hate the views the main character expresses with a passion, and I despise how shallow he is, perpetually whinging. But I like the book, as a whole. Sure, I skip many of Alexander's long-winded metaphors, but I like the title char...

Hype and exploding futures.
2008-06-05 09:21:00
The Herald Sun this evening:"Taxi drivers turned on each other last night outside a Tullamarine cafe, in what appears to have been a racially charged brawl."A racially charged brawl, you say? Funny, that. The rest of the article tells a slightly different story."It was initially suggested the fight was between Sudanese and Indian drivers."See that? Initially suggested."One driver, a leader in the recent taxi driver protests in Melbourne's CBD, told 3AW radio the disturbance was sparked when an Indian driver attempted to skip the queue.'The Indian driver tried to jump the queue, and one of the Somalian drivers said 'you can't jump the queue, you have to do the right thing, this is wrong', and they started fighting.'"So where does race come into that? The guy tried to skip the queue, someone probably overreacted (maybe he was tired and stressed, it's a hard job) and it's snowballed from there.Channel Nine News said something to the effect of "Drivers say that fights break out ...
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Mr Keats, you silly fop!
2008-06-04 11:31:00
"O there is nothing like fine weather, and health, and Books, and a fine country, and a contented Mind, and Diligent-habit of reading and thinking, and an amulet against the ennui... a rocky basin to bathe in, a strawberry bed to say your prayers to Flora in, a pad nag to go you ten miles of so; two or three sensible people to chat with; two or three spiteful folkes to spar with; two or three odd fishes to laugh at and two or three numskuls to argue with..."- John Keats, 1 May 1819.Surely it's not slacking off if I blog my study... :((Just keep telling yourself that Milky.)I have a Literature SAC tomorrow. I don't know what I'll do... I also have a Maths SAC. Just three more SACs to go this week. Just three more?! In two days?! It's insane. I've had six this week, and two the week before. A crazy feat, seeing as I only have five subjects. I can't do them justice when the assessments are crammed in like this.I have to get back to work. But that passage made me feel all luxuriou...
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It's OK as long as you're only half..?
2008-06-03 13:42:00
I've recently been becoming quite good friends with a gorgeous girl in my homeroom. We first related because we both brought Sc_tch boys to our Formal (we were the only girls who did) and since then we've been chatting regularly about boys in general, the differences that go with what school they attend, and their weird behaviour.The other day we both had a free period at the same time, so we sat in the library and she showed me some photos of guys she knew that we'd spoken about."Oh! Oh! I have to show you this guy!" she said suddenly. "He's really hot. At least, I think he's hot... You might not. I mean, you might. He's half."I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. She couldn't be referring to-- "Half what?"She looked hesitant. "Half Asian."My friend is Asian... so she assumes that just because a guy is Asian, I, being (for the most part) Anglo-Saxon, am not going to find him attractive?"Nooo... I just thought... you just might not find him attractive. Because, you know.....
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The Young Man at my Window
2008-06-02 13:43:00
As some of you may have read, I recently acquired my very own room. Of course this new room is infinitely better than the old. It may be smaller, but it's bliss to finally have some privacy. I don't think I could take for another day a room where where my door may be blown open at any moment (regardless even of whether I'm changing), where I can't sleep in on the weekends because my sister has to get dressed for early morning sports, where my shelves are clutted with fairy books and Pixel Chix and bits of plastic jewellery and my walls are covered with Polly Pocket posters and heaven knows what else...But there has been an unexpected trade off.My new bedroom has a relatively large window, giving a charming view of... the side fence. And the house next door. Which also has a large window, giving a charming view of their side fence... and my bedroom.The first night I slept in my new room I was distracted by the noises coming from behind that window. They were such pretty noises, t...
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Typical.
2008-06-01 12:55:00
The Setting: My Literature Class, Friday.We're reading Keats' La Belle Dame Sans Merci aloud.I met a Lady in the MeadsFull beautiful, a faery's childHer hair was long, her foot was lightAnd her eyes were wild --I made a Garland for her head,And bracelets too, and fragrant Zone:She look'd at me as she did loveAnd made sweet moan-- Of course somebody sniggered at those two lines.But I must admit, I didn't expect it to be the teacher. :)

Why am I Miss Milk?
2008-05-31 12:01:00
Honestly?It was the first thing that popped into my head.No reason.No milk cartons around me at the time. It doesn't sound like my real name. It doesn't have the same initials. No funny stories.I just am.
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Weird Google Searches
2008-05-31 08:37:00
I always thought my blog was fairly innocent. Nothing crude, nothing unusual. And still people search for the weirdest things, and somehow find themselves here...she loves putting corsets on himmy ex boyfriend invited me to his 13th birthday but doesn't like to talk to me on imHe doesn't have enough friends for him to feel 'cool' so he invited you to fill up the numbers. And maybe you're boring. There.we've been dating a while and i'm ready for something moreYou're definitely in the wrong place then. I know nothing about that... Except Mike's advice to be naked and have beer.hints on how to say i dont love you anymoreJust suck it up and do it you horrible, callous person! Google 's not going to help!i like piercing my slaveOuch! Why would you do that?!milk my girlfriendDon't mind if I do... ew!Women milk is a milk and not girl is milk... good to hear?milking innocent aunty storiesmilk my girlesmy love milkyou said it was milkpokemon milkboy gets milk from matureMature what...
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The Pattern Perpetuates.
2008-05-30 08:24:00
How do you know when you can trust someone?Generally you have to have known them for a while, right?Do people usually stick to that rule? Does everybody walk around in life trusting people they've just met... people who are basically strangers?Frob has been speaking to me on MSN lately, but all he really talks about is his ex. He'd only broken up with her a week before I first met him, which explains why he was a little distant to me at first. Apparently I was the first person he'd spoken to since he and his girlfriend broke up (I assume this excludes family and close friends... I assume he means the first random person.)He opens himself up. He talks all about what happened and how out of the blue it was, how good he was to her, how in the wrong she is to be ignoring him now, etc. etc.Then he says that he's sorry if he's making me feel uncomfortable, he just tells these things to the people he trusts. I'll see that when I get to know him better.I have met him a grand total of ...
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Thank heavens.
2008-05-29 12:51:00
RE: A Typical Period in the Common Room.It occurs to me that I should finish that post off by saying that the next day the new Lit teacher announced that he'd be teaching us for the rest of the year. He then asked us not to ask him why.Gossip says that Mrs X is still doing things around the school, she's just not teaching Year 12 classes. Something wrong with her gall bladder, apparently. It's much less exciting than I thought, but at least I have a teacher who cares now.

Corsets' Party: A Summary
2008-05-27 07:59:00
RE: The World's Best (Female) Jareth.Which in turn is RE: 1 + 1 - 1 = ...?The party was kind of eventful, so I'll relate the major points... as dot points. :)NOBODY KNEW WHO I WAS.I enter a room filled with friends of mine, and for the first three seconds or so they just stare. No recollection. Until I run over to Cloryn (who wore a black and pink knit dress with a bunny-ear hood) with a happy greeting, and it clicks."OhmyGod it's Milk!! I didn't even recognise you!"Um, yeah. I know.Others in the room weren't listening and still thought I was just some random friend of Corsets ' until I went up to them. The looks on their faces were priceless.I've been friends with one of the girls (dressed as one of Charlie's Angels) since we were wee five year olds. When she arrived I walked up to say hello to her, but was very put out when she looked at me out of the corner of her eye, then deliberately looked away when I said hello. She stood and ignored me for a good few minutes before s...
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The World's Best (Female) Jareth.
2008-05-26 14:08:00
I have considered my position and decided that there is nothing to be lost for putting up a picture of me in my costume. A very small one.People I've been close friends with for 13 years were eyeing me off like I was some weirdo because I tried to talk to them and they didn't recognise me. The idea of anybody else recognising me is ridiculous.Here goes.It was a really good costume. You'll all just have to take my word on that. And I have plenty of party-related gossip to relate but I think I'll save it.I will mention that I think I'm going to have to give the guy from Grassman's party an alias... and also his friend. ;)It's funny, I was bemoaning the fact that the boys jump straight for the girl who looks easiest to get... but it would appear that personality is more important than I reckoned, compared with attractiveness.It's nice to know.
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A Typical Period in the Common Room
2008-05-22 12:56:00
If you ask anyone what the best thing about being in Year 12 at my school is, I can guarantee that you would invariably be told that it's our common room.Rather than having to freeze outside on those chilly winter afternoons, Year 12 students are granted the privelige of a relatively large, warm room with tables, chairs, carpet, a fridge, two microwaves, a constant supply of milk, teabags and coffee and boiling water on tap. It's a great place to sit and *cough* study when you've got a free period or your teacher hasn't shown up for whatever reason.But I'll be honest. You'd be lucky to get much study done there. If you really wanted to study, you'd head to the school library. In reality, one of the best perks of the common room is the relentless bitching and gossip that goes on during the free periods.For instance:Today my Renaissance Italian History class was cancelled, as our teacher was ill. About eight of us chose to spend the time in the common room. I had been seriously...
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We move around like tigers on Vaseline.
2008-05-19 13:59:00
I HAVE A BOWIE MULLET!Ignore everything I've ever said about Ginney (except that I don't want to date him). He. Is. Awesome. :DAnd to think that all the other girls use extensions and bleach to look this good. :P
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Watching the lantern dim. Starved of oxygen.
2008-05-19 12:51:00
Elissa and Bunny are friends. By sitting next to Bunny in class I am naturally sitting a row in front of or (usually) behind Elissa. Every so often a conversation will take place between the members of numerous rows.This happened the other day. They were arguing the merits of Severus Snape versus James Potter. Bunny feels passionately about the topic (she's pro-Snape) and Elissa is a huge Harry Potter fan, so naturally they were both getting stuck right into the conversation.In order for Elissa to do so, she turned her chair around and leant across Bunny's desk, therefore putting her back to me and completely cutting me off from the conversation circle.I'd have liked to join in, but the obvious meaning behind her body language left me with the words caught half-formed in my throat. I couldn't utter a sound.Today. Literature class. Elissa was behind Bunny and I. Bunny was talking to Elissa, and of course I was right there next to their conversation. Naturally, Bunny began to addr...
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If I can't have David Bowie, I think I'd like Dylan Moran.
2008-05-18 13:26:00
"I'm a man and everything, you know (either that or a woman who's really let herself go) - and it's not easy being a man! No, no. I had to get dressed today. And there are... other pressures. Men get a very hard time in the female media, you go to a woman's magazine, they're always doing these surveys, you know, in between the ads for alligator bath mats and Chanel ear loops, and they put in the surveys, 'What do you want from a man?' and women always come out with the same kind of thing, you know, they go 'Oh, I dunno, just some kind of physical, psychological, intellectual melding, really. Where you get that Oceanic feeling and you can create an environment for child rearing and the continual exploration of the existent relationship is still possible. That'd be ok.' And then they go to guys and they invariably go to some f**k-clump called Wayne and they go 'How about you then, ey?' And he goes 'Oh, I dunno, haa haa haa, knockers, ayyyyyye! And maybe some of those cris...
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Corruption.
2008-05-18 10:07:00
I've been sucked in.Going shopping yesterday was a big mistake, compounded by the three back issues of Who that my mother gave me this weekend and the many Saturday and Sunday liftouts that come with the weekend papers.I'm thinking about clothes again! D:I have three SACs due the week after next, and I know I won't be able to study this weekend, so by rights I should be madly studying now so that I am prepared.But no.My head is filled with paisley prints and silky tops and vintage scarves. I have an inexplicable urge to run into my bedroom and put on my new blouse and boots, and prance around. I'm dying to go back home to Brunswick St and delve through the shops. It's absolutely crazy. It hasn't quite sunk in that I don't have a job these days, and after my Singapore/Malaysia trip I haven't any money. But oh, I so want that shirt I saw yesterday...It was kind of like that one, but nicer.I have been driven so crazy by this clothing lust that I have even put in the effort of u...
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1 + 1 - 1 = ...?
2008-05-17 12:19:00
At the start of this week I had one dog. In the middle of the week I had two dogs and a broken fence. At the end of the week I fixed the fence, we gave the second dog back and I had one dog again.This morning I woke up to two dogs.Last night was my tall little brother's birthday. I fed Riley after we got home from the restaurant. As I was putting his food in his bowl I heard a loud snort from nowhere, scaring me silly. I saw a blonde muzzle poking through the newly widened hole in the fence.While Riley was eating I walked over to the fence. The muzzle disappeared. I could hear her pacing along the far side of the fence. I cooed "Here, girl" to her until she came back. I sat and stroked her.She barked all night.The barking stopped this morning. There she was, in our backyard.It's getting slightly ridiculous. She's a lovely dog, but she's the guy next door's and I'm afraid to get too attached to her. He bought her quite recently - she used to be kept elsewhere for breeding purpo...

I hate you and I hate the whole bloody world.
2008-05-15 09:48:00
It was a beautiful day. The sky was a cloudless blue. The air was warm, sweet and fragrant.I was curled up on the floor of the Year 12 common room, my head in Petal's lap, clutching my stomach.I couldn't drink my cup of tea. I denied Petal's offer of chocolate.Later, people would start to talk to me. I sat with a sour look on my face, snapping at them and interrupting their sentences with "You're still talking to me! Why are you still talking to me?!"Luckily they just laughed.I love being female.And yes, I'm aware I was supposed to blog about human rights today. Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn. Talk to me about it next week.
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"... Why is there a great big dog outside my window?"
2008-05-13 09:51:00
I woke up this morning to the usual hubbub - Dad making porridge, Mother being served breakfast and a cup of tea in bed, one little sister thickly buttering her sixth slice of bread in the kitchen, the other sooking that she can't find her socks, little* brother remaining mysteriously in his room before emerging at the last possible moment, gulping down two or three bowls of cereal and some toast before walking out the door. I like to begin my routine by showering, dressing and opening the blinds.I received a funny shock."Daaad, why is there a great big dog outside my window?"It was simply the most random thing. Overnight a great big, blonde dog had appeared in our backyard and was playing with Riley.Upon further investigation it became apparent that the dog was completely harmless. She was old and a bit shy. My immediate fancy, in trying to fathom how she managed to appear in our yard (which was securely gated), was that some person had just abandoned her to us, seeing that we had...
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David Bowie: The Perfect Man.
2008-05-09 12:28:00
Over the past few years, a few people, classmates and the like, have picked up on the idea that I kind of like David Bowie . I don't know how they worked it out. Maybe it was pictures I have stuck all over my things... the little badge with his face on it that I always have pinned to whatever clothes I'm wearing... the light that goes off in my eyes and the lovelorn sigh whenever anybody mentions him... the fact that I can work him into almost any conversation... I've no idea how they figured it out. To my great surprise, I have found that not everybody thinks this now-61 year old man is as sexy as I think he is. In fact, some people think that my love is creepy! Creepy?! No! I first watched the movie Labyrinth when I was very young. I remember quite clearly - I was at a family friend's house. My friends, two boys, told me it wan't a great movie and I shouldn't bother watching it, but I was transfixed. I remember finding the ballroom scene particularly confronting - the beautif...
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AEL;AR;JLKSFJKL;ZD.
2008-05-08 08:19:00
Hey,I hear you're getting a band of folks together (or someone is and you are tangentially or somehow involved) to go see le Signeur Tom1 in Sw_eny To_d. Uh, can I come?Being the social creature I undoubtly am I can't express a particular desire to go on my own, though, you know, I could if I wanted to. But I don't. So just shoot me a line back when you got a minute 'eh.Regards.Mr. _______. Or Tom2, however formal/condescending you feel like being.NO! NO! NO YOU CANNOT COME! I DON'T WANT YOU TO COME! I'M GOING WITH PETAL! I WAS GOING TO HAVE A NIGHT OUT WITH PETAL!!S$%%#^%^$*LAL KAL KJFSAJKL ARDLJK EGAKL&%& JFJMKL SFMKL AGRTJ&%$%@!@!Contemplating the following response:"No."But that would be mean. I have no choice but to say yes... Unless I pretend I never got it... I'm a horrible person.Haha... I fail at not blogging.

If I give my heart to you... I'll have none and you'll have two.
2008-05-06 09:26:00
All this boy talk is making me feel nauseous. The memory of Tom2 acting like a complete twat... and me accidentally leading him on in misguided attempts to be friendly and help him... make me feel ill, and unfavourably disposed to most other people... especially those of the male persuasion.I'm done. I'm over it all. I don't need to be with anybody, and I hate talking as though I do. It makes me feel inadequate.I want to be my own person, whatever that means. A better person and, in the long run, a happier and more secure person.To that end, I'm going to try to stop blogging so much. I'm going to go and study.Adios.
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The Elissa Revival No. 904358924.
2008-05-05 12:31:00
I was backing up some of my files the other day when I stumbled upon the diary I kept in 2006, in the form of password-protected Word documents.2006.I told Cloryn about this. "What happened in 2006?" I asked her."... Elissa ."I made the unfortunate mistake of reading some of the files, and by some cruel twist of fate the one I clicked on, entirely at random, and with no recollection of what it contained was...I received the biggest shock of my life today.I was sitting in Room 31 for Science, next to Elissa. I don’t remember how it happened, exactly… We were just sitting, and I lent her something – I believe it was my booklet of sheets on forgery, or whatever our current topic is. I don’t know why, or if she meant it, but she said something like “Thank you” and then “You’re my best friend.”I froze. I couldn’t think of anything to say. I didn’t know if she was just being silly or if she meant it. It was just such a primary school-sounding thing to say that I thoug...
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Chivalry is dead amongst self-absorbed teenagers.
2008-05-04 12:56:00
So you're sitting talking to a girl you know, at a party. Earlier you'd put your arms around her and told her you like cuddling her. You told her she's pretty. Then you sit down opposite her and she asks you how you are. You talk about the many problems you think you have.All the while she sits opposite you in a thin lace dress. The night air is crisp. She's visibly shivering.You're wearing two thick jackets and a long-sleeved shirt.You sit and you talk about yourself. She listens for a long time. You look into her eyes and tell her you don't know why you're telling her this, except... you trust her.Her teeth chatter as she smiles and helps you sort through your issues. You don't really listen at first, you're too caught up in the idea that nothing will help.But then you admit that she's right.She tells you to go and have some fun, and she leaves. You do as she says. You enjoy yourself.She feels like a dark cloud is hanging over her now, spoiling her fun.He's made her mis...
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Meme No. 2: How picturesque.
2008-05-02 08:56:00
1. What is your relationship status?2. Who is your celebrity crush?3. Who is your favorite band? 4. What is your favorite movie?5. What kind of pet do you have?6. Where do you live?7. Where do you work?8. What do you look like?Not happening.9. What do you drive?10. What’s your favorite TV show? 11. Describe yourself.12. What’s your name?13. What’s your favorite dessert?And...HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY MS WISE. ♥My dear friend is officially a woman. :)
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A Room of One's Own
2008-05-01 08:24:00
I have shared a room with one little sister or another for about ten years now.It has become increasingly embarrassing to admit this. Once you reach a certain age, people seem to expect that your parents would allow you that little bit of extra privacy.I missed out, through my own stubbornness.But it's ok now! Because now my little sisters have to share, and I get a room all to myself. :)I must admit I miss my wall a tiny little bit...... but nothing else.I have a new, blank canvas.In other news...The guy from Saturday night added me on MSN. Corsets found out that I had initially had my eye on him, and offered him my e-mail. She's over him - she found a Bulgarian guy to pursue ("He's rich!"). I can't decide if I'm glad or not. I don't think I wanted the boy so much as I wanted to be liked for being a nice, friendly person, more than the token exhibitionist was liked for being overtly sexy.I can dream.
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The Problem With Tall Apple Trees
2008-04-28 11:43:00
As you might imagine from the previous post, I was feeling a little glum on Saturday night. Until, that is, Ginney called me up and invited me to a party Grassman was having. :) I was very cheered up. Who needs stupid Sc_tch boys when you have loyal friends like Ginney! It was exactly what I needed. Grassman drove to my house with Ginney, picked me up, paid me the money he owed me (yay, and probably thanks to Ginney nagging him on my behalf - he's very good at looking out for me, the dear) and took me to his house. The party was very slow to start. I was there for an hour before everybody was supposed to come. They fed me chops and we just chatted a bit. It wasn't until about ten or eleven that things started getting a little more interesting with the guests. I met one young man, nineteen, studying to be a primary school teacher, who thought I was incredibly weird for not drinking. As in, an absolute freak. I found that a little disconcerting - most people are encouraging once the...
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The End of the Lad/Boy Stories
2008-04-28 11:03:00
That stupid RedBear had a 'reunion' of sorts on Saturday night for everyone who was at his table at his Formal.I was not invited.Apparently The Boy would have invited me, but he made out with RedBear's partner the night of the Formal and he's "so shy" he didn't want to tell me.This I hear from Cloryn, who was told by The Lad. I feel like I have a spy network or something.The Boy hasn't really spoken to me since the night of the Formal.I know it wasn't necessarily something I did that has prompted my apparent fall from grace, because as he was leaving the Formal (the last time I saw him) he was suggesting that I pop in on him the next day (I thought I'd be around Caufi_ld, which happens to be very near his house). I didn't end up doing that, but it's enough to convince me that it wasn't because I'm a horrible, boring person that he is now uninterested in talking to me.It would appear that something happened in between then and the next couple of days, when he basically ig...
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