<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539</id><updated>2011-11-14T14:21:12.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Julism.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-3753678210670785846</id><published>2011-11-09T02:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T03:05:01.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been A While..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since I've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My previous post 'SWOTVAC' was err.. 2010 after VCE exams.&lt;br /&gt;It is now 2011 after university exams. =|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni's put me in a non-blogging mood, mainly cause I'd probably just whinge about the wrath of the life of a business student and nobody wants to hear that. So I kept quiet online and muttered under my breath / ranted to people instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 95th post; I'm planning on possibly leaving this url forever after the 100th post and moving onto a new domain (to be explained a few paragraphs away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt compelled to blog because ZOMG UNI IS FINALLY OVER AND I HAVE A LIFE OUTSIDE OF ASSIGNMENTS AND LECTURES AND TUTES AND 45MINS TRAVELLING TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a logistically lucky and pleasant day despite the psycho weather.&lt;br /&gt;This is a pointless re-cap of my day:&lt;br /&gt;- 11am: shamelessly roll out of bed after my sleep-in&lt;br /&gt;- 1.30pm: train with Leanne intending to get off at Glenferrie&lt;br /&gt;- 2pm: train is actually express and misses Glenferrie station&lt;br /&gt;- 2.10pm: stop by Commonwealth Bank on our way to Collins St.&lt;br /&gt;- 2.30pm: late lunch at Mama Sita instead. Very content amount of good mexican food!&lt;br /&gt;- 3pm: conveniently catch a train from Parliament Station, which misses Glenferrie&lt;br /&gt;- 3.10pm: conveniently cross trains to Alamein line to get to Glenferrie Station&lt;br /&gt;- 3.30pm: give Milk Carton win a dress competition winner her Milk Carton piece&lt;br /&gt;- 4pm: conveniently tram to Igloo Zoo from Glenferrie to Malvern&lt;br /&gt;- 4.30pm: conveniently tram back to Glenferrie, train home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, that really was pointless. My point was, every time we got to a tram/train stop, there would be a maximum 30secs waiting time. And the day folded up seamlessly despite not occuring the way we intended. It was interesting to us, at least. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaayways, I havn't been able to work on my label, Milk Carton all year.&lt;br /&gt;With assignments due almost every week, and business being a course that requires weekly homework preparation as well as readings; I virtually had no time to even see friends, let alone work on a side business :(. All I managed to do was sew a few pieces that are currently stocked at a boutique on Toorak Rd. So now that I finally have nearly 4 months of nothingness, I've got some things planned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- driving lessons (so shameful..)&lt;br /&gt;- yoga classes and some form of exercise&lt;br /&gt;- read a book / watch movies / tv shows&lt;br /&gt;- road trips / day trips / beach trips&lt;br /&gt;- massive load of errands; credit card, eye appointment, dentist, doctor, blood donor etc&lt;br /&gt;- working at my new job once or twice a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main focus would be on Milk Carton, of course. Which leads me to what I mentioned above.. after my 100th post I'm probably going to move to blogging about the business as part of online marketing / building a presence. It's going to be attached to www.milkcarton.com.au and will chronicle my experiences in starting up a small locally produced fashion label :)&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I need content to fill the blog with, so this holidays will consist of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- designing, pattern making and sampling around 10 different 'base blocks'&lt;br /&gt;- wholesale fabric shopping around Melbourne/online&lt;br /&gt;- sample making, (*read: setting up a small sweatshop in my mini studio)&lt;br /&gt;- possible meetings with makers and seamstresses&lt;br /&gt;- look book photo shoots, video shoots&lt;br /&gt;- possible meetings with potential stockists&lt;br /&gt;- meetings with bloggers as part of the marketing strategy&lt;br /&gt;- attempts to use up all the remnants in my fabric tub to make one-off pieces&lt;br /&gt;- gathering enough stock to have a market stall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds like a whole lot of stuff to cram into 4 months.. but hopefully I can manage it while still maintaining a meek resemblance of a social life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I have typed a bit too much here.. and I am too lazy to post photos.&lt;br /&gt;And yes I am talking to myself as I don't think anyone reads this anymore. Toodles ! x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-3753678210670785846?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/3753678210670785846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-been-while.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3753678210670785846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3753678210670785846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s Been A While..'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2611453480528430622</id><published>2011-05-31T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:08:30.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWOTVAC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So it's currently 1.45am right now..&lt;br /&gt;I brought my accounting textbook and folder to bed intending to study comfortably, then proceeded to fall asleep and nap til past dinner time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now I can't sleep. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams start on the 6th, end on the 17th. I need to get at least 50% on the accounting exam to pass the unit. If not, I have to repeat it. If it lead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;s to that; I will probably consider dropping out of my course. No jokes. There is no way I am repeating this horrid subject again :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked through some of my weekly tutorial chapter questions, wondering how on earth I managed to answer some of the questions back then when I know absolutely nothing right now?! Gotta seriously get some study done. I am aiming for 50%, no more no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog is straying less and less off fashion and more into my cruddy boring life stories ! noooo. I'm beginning to think this degree may be one of the biggest mistakes I've made in life thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Victorian Premier's Awards yesterday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for Design and Technology - Textiles. A re-occuring message throughout the presentation was to 'do what you loved'. That's kinda tricky as I'm not doing what I love right now but I need to push through in order to be able to do what I love in future. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter Alexander presented my award and complimented me on my outfit. That made my day more than receiving the award haha.&lt;br /&gt;This is what I wore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5ASVUqRJW4/TeURmBTqELI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4cOHASe7KeU/s1600/image221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5ASVUqRJW4/TeURmBTqELI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4cOHASe7KeU/s320/image221.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612911855470776498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised most of my outfit was via online shopping!&lt;br /&gt;See by Chloe dress - The Outnet&lt;br /&gt;Floral socks - Urban Outfitters&lt;br /&gt;Teal platforms - ASOS&lt;br /&gt;Perspex cow laser cut ring - Etsy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2611453480528430622?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2611453480528430622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/05/swotvac.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2611453480528430622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2611453480528430622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/05/swotvac.html' title='SWOTVAC'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c5ASVUqRJW4/TeURmBTqELI/AAAAAAAAAY0/4cOHASe7KeU/s72-c/image221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8377864200411375891</id><published>2011-05-23T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T01:55:56.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why hello..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I might write something. It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;(This is more an account for my own record,&lt;br /&gt;I don't expect any views lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life thus far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Uni runs my life. Social activity is at a minimum (I understand university is a social place but for some reason I happen to be socially awkward / not enough contact hours / no establishment of friendships apart from acquaintances and uni buddies)&lt;br /&gt;- No job because I legitimately do 36 hours of study weekly and believe a job would cause me to fail. I intend to find a job perhaps at the end of this year, christmas casual etc.&lt;br /&gt;- Decided fashion wasn't for me, and my love for it gradually decreased to this point in time. I probably will still end up working with it in some aspect but not in the industry, which is kinda what I wanted in the first place. All I know is, it's not worth all my time.&lt;br /&gt;- In a bit of a slump, hence no posts. Generally my life is a bit of a slump right now. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, this whole post is a bit silly and pointless.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to blog this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--BEGIN HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;script src="http://ajax.googleapis.com/ajax/libs/jquery/1.4.2/jquery.min.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script src="http://lookbook.nu/look/widget/1935818.js?include=all&amp;amp;size=medium&amp;amp;style=button&amp;amp;align=center"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div id="hype_container_1935818"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--END HYPE WIDGET--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8377864200411375891?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8377864200411375891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8377864200411375891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8377864200411375891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/05/long-gone.html' title='Long Gone'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8547748004741074334</id><published>2011-01-22T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T05:46:24.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>About Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmiFMxuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Sz8g0VA4UCc/s1600/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Awks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll just quickly log in my Schoolies Week before bed. (Waay overdue, seeing as I went to another country and back and I'm only now in the mood to blog haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We went to Phillip Island and it was a lovely, lovely week! In short..&lt;br /&gt;Running on 2-6 hours sleep daily, pre-home cooked meals, strolls to the main street, soaking in the sun, a spot of shopping, house hopping, people visiting, local 'clubbing', taxi riding, me driving/crawling 20 meteres down the road and getting flagged down by alarmed teenagers, being house mother for a night, watching movies, making friends with next door and their amazing three storey house, waking up discovering people on the couches, answering the door to an angry landlord, an impromptu eviction from our house, frantically cleaning the house spotless, being allowed to stay the night in the end, and a quiet drive home. Phew. That is all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I decided to change outfits twice daily just cause of hot weather and my need to play dress-ups! The girls were initially ceebs but they ended up following suit, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I've missed a few outfits but here they are, nothing fancy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXnEk8jpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/4XmPk1Fy3Zo/s1600/Image141.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXnEk8jpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/4XmPk1Fy3Zo/s1600/Image141.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;color:#000000;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmiFMxuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Sz8g0VA4UCc/s1600/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmiFMxuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Sz8g0VA4UCc/s320/Image052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564997346553284322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Purty sunset in our street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmiFMxuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Sz8g0VA4UCc/s1600/Image052.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXnEk8jpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/4XmPk1Fy3Zo/s1600/Image141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXnEk8jpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/4XmPk1Fy3Zo/s320/Image141.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564997355813244562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sitting on the grass eating Burger Edge. Noms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmcQnTeI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TQ4-bPuNihI/s1600/33835_1655363377592_1042313822_1701666_7245860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmcQnTeI/AAAAAAAAAYY/TQ4-bPuNihI/s320/33835_1655363377592_1042313822_1701666_7245860_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564997344990547426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All our luggage lined up along the gutter. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmBbQo7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KbVY6pPdG6Y/s1600/Image153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmBbQo7I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/KbVY6pPdG6Y/s320/Image153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564997337787442098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Blogger uploaded my pictures in backwards order. Last day. &lt;i&gt;jacket Bardot, blouse Vintage, scallop shorts Urban Outfitters, bag &amp;amp; jelly sandals Sportsgirl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWtvg2ntI/AAAAAAAAAYI/l-t4udUqLiY/s1600/Image145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWtvg2ntI/AAAAAAAAAYI/l-t4udUqLiY/s320/Image145.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564996370906390226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ignore my face, felt a bit sick. The house gath that got us booted.&lt;i&gt; dress Gormon, belt Arthur Daileys, cake ring Etsy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWtQk4k4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/SIYVBMqqHOM/s1600/Image131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWtQk4k4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/SIYVBMqqHOM/s320/Image131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564996362601796482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afternoon stroll to the shops with a weird smirk.&lt;i&gt; tee Mossimo, skirt Milk Carton in Marc Jacobs fabric, round sunnies Sportsgirl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWtO6lBaI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wuCeN1DQObQ/s1600/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWtO6lBaI/AAAAAAAAAX4/wuCeN1DQObQ/s320/Image124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564996362155918754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting for taxi to house hop. I gave piggy backs that night! &lt;i&gt; top Revival, high waist shorts Cocolatte, bangle Miss Lau, floral peach bracelet Sportsgirl&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWswh9zyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/oW_L9AURTwo/s1600/Image116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWswh9zyI/AAAAAAAAAXw/oW_L9AURTwo/s320/Image116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564996353999621922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hooliganism to the beach at night. &lt;i&gt;maxi dress Marnie Skillings, floral bangle Camberwell Market, belt Arthur Daileys lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWsdnt76I/AAAAAAAAAXo/NDnecuWH_8Q/s1600/Image113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrWsdnt76I/AAAAAAAAAXo/NDnecuWH_8Q/s320/Image113.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564996348923473826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Casual days at home watching movies and the like. &lt;i&gt;top Lady Petrova sample dress altered, shirts Ishka, disgusting hair Me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVqd2txeI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZFhMhuRqx54/s1600/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVqd2txeI/AAAAAAAAAXg/ZFhMhuRqx54/s320/Image104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564995215115011554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A sip of chambord before I become house mother, cleaning and looking after-ing and shooshing. &lt;i&gt;silk top Bardot, floral singlet Milk Carton, scallop shorts Urban Outfitters, silver necklace Fame Agenda, nude wedges Novo.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVqJi-4gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/9091hkurwlI/s1600/Image096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVqJi-4gI/AAAAAAAAAXY/9091hkurwlI/s320/Image096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564995209663537666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;This was during the day from previous picture. See whut I did thar? Add a top and change shoes.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVp2Un5TI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FRQklILNU6s/s1600/Image073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVp2Un5TI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/FRQklILNU6s/s320/Image073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564995204503037234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Walking along the beach, when it was sunny. It rained the next day. &lt;i&gt;dress Sportsgirl, green plait belt Revival.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVpR1gCBI/AAAAAAAAAXI/TXyS2Us8JfI/s1600/Image044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVpR1gCBI/AAAAAAAAAXI/TXyS2Us8JfI/s320/Image044.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564995194708822034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;First night out. &lt;i&gt;top Vintage Brown Sugar altered and chopped, skirt Milk Carton, sandals and bag Sportsgirl.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVo9W5w-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/MYy-C3Ia624/s1600/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrVo9W5w-I/AAAAAAAAAXA/MYy-C3Ia624/s320/Image037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564995189211775970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;On our way there, stop over in San Remo. &lt;i&gt;tee Miss Lau, shorts Cocolate, sandals Vietnam, lace turban Milk Carton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just came back from a trip to Canada and the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;May/may not blog about it.&lt;br /&gt;Being pretty under the weather lately with my little business and uni and what not.. lots to do and very little time.&lt;br /&gt;My ATAR was released when we returned to Melbourne and we were all like 'is this real life?' I'm doing a Bachelor of Business at Monash this year. Hahahaha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8547748004741074334?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8547748004741074334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/01/about-time.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8547748004741074334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8547748004741074334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2011/01/about-time.html' title='About Time!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TTrXmiFMxuI/AAAAAAAAAYg/Sz8g0VA4UCc/s72-c/Image052.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5866208198779747423</id><published>2010-12-02T21:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T21:16:40.675-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schoolies '10</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am off to Schoolies tomorrow !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to spend some time tweaking my logo so I can send that off for printing asap, start and finish my 10 designs for the Two Trees online store launch, and plan anything else 'Milk Carton' related for my return on the 11th Dec. I am also hoping to do daily outfit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;photos (not that they're anything special, but still, quite an effort to pack 14 outfits for an 8 day trip!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning walks along the beach Esplanade, fun cooking and frolicking about town are also on the agenda. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get back I am painting my table and setting up my studio properly - moving things in, taking things out of the spare room. Hopefully waiting on clothing labels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, business cards, making my 10 garments and getting a temporary website up too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have about 2 weeks to get that sorted before I jet off to Canada. Will be spending that time brainstorming concepts and designs so upon my return - I can go on a fabric buying trip and get a start on Milk Carton forrealz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly beginning to morph this so-called 4 month long "holiday" into some warped business concept on speed. I did not intend to push things so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope I get through this month! Almost forgot, ATAR scores come out when I return from Schoolies. Eep. Hope everyone's having a much more relaxed and peaceful holiday hahah =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TPh8yKUUrQI/AAAAAAAAAW0/feVa46EYhac/s1600/155267_473268492199_529637199_5572890_7269412_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TPh8yKUUrQI/AAAAAAAAAW0/feVa46EYhac/s320/155267_473268492199_529637199_5572890_7269412_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546320142311664898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is pretty much my Schoolies group right thurrr. Minus a couple. Yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5866208198779747423?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5866208198779747423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/12/schoolies-10.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5866208198779747423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5866208198779747423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/12/schoolies-10.html' title='Schoolies &apos;10'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TPh8yKUUrQI/AAAAAAAAAW0/feVa46EYhac/s72-c/155267_473268492199_529637199_5572890_7269412_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1303989848237131688</id><published>2010-11-24T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T22:21:42.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breathing Space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no time. It's holidays, and I have no time. Strange?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I finished VCE and thought, 'Hey! Now I have nothing else to torture myself with.. Hmm, I know - let's start a business!' =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the past two weeks I have been doing little bits and pieces for Milk Carton (now a registered business) and am up to logo development.. which I need done asap for printing purposes. More about that later when I have something to show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored a temporary job at a boutique in Auburn Rd, Glenferrie (Mallelieu. Go visit it, for it is amazing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I decided to cull our wardrobes, and, because Camberwell Market stalls were all booked out - we decided to bring the stall to Facebook. Click the link please !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.facebook.com/#!/pages/Buy-My-Wardrobe/143343075715192&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shoot took agesss, and was quite non-stop frantic. Picture fashion show 30 second quick changes, on repeat for 4 hours.&lt;br /&gt;In 30 degree weather. With a few winter items. Thankyou x 1000 to Bridget and Celesta for modelling! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then headed off to my job training at Mallelieu, then trained to the city for the Bam Brands PR Party (thanks Emma for the invite. I was a total fraud, pretending to be part of the Pocketto team haha. I wish I had business cards or was more progressed with Milk Carton.. upon the question "So what do you do?" all I could say was "Oh, I just finished year 12.. woohoo.." =/. Oh well. Good learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently I need to sew my valedictory dress. Kinda giving up. Schoolies next week. Then I come back to fully work on Milk Carton and sew up a few pieces for Two Trees (www.two-trees.com.au) before I jet off to Canada. Then. Then, I can breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1303989848237131688?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1303989848237131688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/11/breathing-space.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1303989848237131688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1303989848237131688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/11/breathing-space.html' title='Breathing Space'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5261238098810036421</id><published>2010-10-22T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:30:09.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubbles In My Tummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little queasy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be because:&lt;br /&gt;- I said I wouldn't blog til after exams. I lied.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm meant to be studying.&lt;br /&gt;- I have 2 practise essays (impending doom) I wanted to do today.&lt;br /&gt;- I finally made a Facebook Fanpage for Milk Carton,&lt;br /&gt;- And locked the Group page. (Phew!)&lt;br /&gt;- I finaaaaally uploaded 'A Dreamer' capsule collection,&lt;br /&gt;- I have taken literally all year to get my act together.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm sitting in an uncomfortable position.&lt;br /&gt;- Specifically, an Asian stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might as well do some shameless promotion while I'm here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://www.facebook.com/pages/Milk-Carton/161029687260784&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's the link; like it if you like cookies! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TMJ-ksdPnmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Trp5QvMOo04/s1600/dream10.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TMJ-ksdPnmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Trp5QvMOo04/s320/dream10.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531122461238599266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am planning to do the following after 12th November, ahh weee:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A photo shoot for a sample portfolio, uni interviews and such&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Gossip Girl season 1 - current, in order this time. Catch up.&lt;br /&gt;- Harry Potter marathon in the lead up to the movie!&lt;br /&gt;- Get skinny. Do yoga. Just get skinny.&lt;br /&gt;- Work on Milk Carton; prototypes, fabric, tags, approach stores&lt;br /&gt;- Complete the list of sewing projects I've accumulated all year&lt;br /&gt;- Enjoy the sun before I whisk off to a Canadian winter for 3 weeks&lt;br /&gt;- Actually live. For once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Did I mention I'm in quite the pickle?&lt;br /&gt;Textiles and English Language Exam :'(&lt;br /&gt;Good luck for exams fellow Year 12-ers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;One more week til my first exam!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5261238098810036421?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5261238098810036421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/10/bubbles-in-my-tummy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5261238098810036421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5261238098810036421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/10/bubbles-in-my-tummy.html' title='Bubbles In My Tummy'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TMJ-ksdPnmI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Trp5QvMOo04/s72-c/dream10.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-491224691024165063</id><published>2010-09-20T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T06:46:22.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Everybody wants to go to heaven but nobody wants to die.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe heaven is not a place you go after you die, but a moment in life where you feel the most alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two sentences don't actually occur together.&lt;br /&gt;The second half was found this morning on someone's tumblr,&lt;br /&gt;The first half was stumbled upon 5 mins ago on a different tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I associated the two and pieced them together. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJdkLAzE39I/AAAAAAAAAWk/WQJ00OSvo7g/s1600/DSC_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJdkLAzE39I/AAAAAAAAAWk/WQJ00OSvo7g/s320/DSC_1002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518990008721399762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-491224691024165063?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/491224691024165063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/09/pieces.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/491224691024165063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/491224691024165063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/09/pieces.html' title='Pieces'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJdkLAzE39I/AAAAAAAAAWk/WQJ00OSvo7g/s72-c/DSC_1002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1125387627790198959</id><published>2010-09-18T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T18:19:50.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oopsie, I have not been blogging for a long long time. Term 3 was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; intense. I'm on a two week study break (refusing to call it a holiday, cause it's not) - I'm still in bed with a sore throat. &lt;i&gt;really shouldn't have been screaming last night..&lt;/i&gt; and before I devise my study timetable, I shall ramble on a bit on this here blawg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADDY GAVE ME HIS 50mm F/2.0 LENS OMGOMGOMG. It's a Nikon, discontinued since 1973, and it's mine mine mine. Bokeh finally achieved. So amazing. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was free dress day and I decided I wanted to look like lemons and tangerines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVaMqCP3qI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BpggrigdbFo/s1600/DSC_1396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVaMqCP3qI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BpggrigdbFo/s320/DSC_1396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518416091901058722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVbitAlaXI/AAAAAAAAAVk/X5OalR0vE68/s1600/thursorange.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVbitAlaXI/AAAAAAAAAVk/X5OalR0vE68/s320/thursorange.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518417570168138098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVbjAtm7QI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wm2l9vrASb4/s1600/hairthurs.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVbjAtm7QI/AAAAAAAAAVs/wm2l9vrASb4/s320/hairthurs.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518417575457254658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, Belinda and I hopped to the GPO Fashion Show, showing Schweppe's inspired spring racing dresses/millinery.&lt;br /&gt;Complimentary Schweppes cocktails? No one's complaining:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdC2IkNZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5cEJuG1Sva8/s1600/gposhow3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdC2IkNZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/5cEJuG1Sva8/s320/gposhow3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518419221884974482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Possibly a Wayne Cooper dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdDTLzeRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/YliTLu4JtPA/s1600/gposhow4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdDTLzeRI/AAAAAAAAAV8/YliTLu4JtPA/s320/gposhow4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518419229683185938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Really liked their hair&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdDk2fmWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/VuLDREVIZKY/s1600/gposhow2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdDk2fmWI/AAAAAAAAAWE/VuLDREVIZKY/s320/gposhow2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518419234425641314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;An Akira piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdEbhcSuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/_Ejv-Nii2Dc/s1600/gposhow1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVdEbhcSuI/AAAAAAAAAWM/_Ejv-Nii2Dc/s320/gposhow1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518419249101294306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the host that looked like Shelley (but isn't) with Harper's Bazaar's fashion editor (?) that looked directly at the camera for me. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then attempted to take some outfit shots but eh, not good enough for lookbook.nu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVf_8ubaCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/qUgVczMqPJE/s1600/maxiskirtshot1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVf_8ubaCI/AAAAAAAAAWc/qUgVczMqPJE/s320/maxiskirtshot1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518422470649669666" border="0" 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style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sleazy stance: my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chiffon maxi skirt: Milk Carton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Fitted skirt underneath: Milk Carton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Velvet blazer: Camberwell Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Navy pussy bow blouse: Milk Carton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Digital print top: Camberwell Market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dumpling bag: Sportsgirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Silver cuff: Miss Lau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nude wedges: Novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rosette sockettes: Alannah Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Goodluck Year 12's, study up.. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1125387627790198959?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1125387627790198959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/09/study-break.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1125387627790198959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1125387627790198959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/09/study-break.html' title='Study Break'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TJVaMqCP3qI/AAAAAAAAAVc/BpggrigdbFo/s72-c/DSC_1396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7338858792362949770</id><published>2010-08-16T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T03:36:50.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess I should blog about my 18th birthday. Which occurred last month.. oops.I missed my own count down to 12am. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had been sick the whole week (Yipee) and was still a bit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;under the weather on the Friday night and Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night, I went to the city after school to meet Leanne for dinner. The train ride was nice, as the sun was setting on the way in. There was free public transport th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at day too.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to Creperie Le Triskel in Hardware Lane. It has a relaxed, noncha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lant atmosphere - candles on tables, live music, bustling crowd, buzzing conversation. We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then dawdled around, popped into Hush Bar to suss it out. Then trained home, sleepover etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning, Stace came over and we were driven into the city for lunc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;h at Roule Galette (what's with us and crepes?) in Scott Alley (what's with us and crepes in laneways?). We then picked up some groceries and dad drove us to check in at The Royce, St Kilda rd.&lt;br /&gt;We sussed out the room, it was okay.We spent the afternoon preparing some canap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkQWT_jW0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7Kiv4O3nuiw/s1600/F1000019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkQWT_jW0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7Kiv4O3nuiw/s320/F1000019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505949994947140418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Got ready in speedy time, and guests arrived at 6ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkMvMK05ZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GIlBMNH6I5k/s1600/F1000016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkMvMK05ZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/GIlBMNH6I5k/s320/F1000016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505946024297162130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WENT ON AN EPIC TRAM RIDE HOMG. The driver was loopy as and made my night. Dinner was at Ito Japanese Cafe, Bourke St.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkMuy41EsI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZdEgqmvKZx0/s1600/F1000020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkMuy41EsI/AAAAAAAAAUk/ZdEgqmvKZx0/s320/F1000020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505946017510789826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We then trammed back to the hotel for cow cake. Nom nom nom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkQWLDskVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0NDL6BGXFQ/s1600/F1000004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkQWLDskVI/AAAAAAAAAU8/H0NDL6BGXFQ/s320/F1000004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505949992548602194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Afterwards, some of us left, and half of us trotted out out out! Hush Bar was shiettt as. We made the most of it and ended up leaving at 12.30. Trawled the city and decided to go to Crown. The Pub @ Crown, hahaha. Witnessed some sort of fight/security stacks on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkTraCYxOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cekKoknuGVc/s1600/F1000007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkTraCYxOI/AAAAAAAAAVM/cekKoknuGVc/s320/F1000007.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505953655881778402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then tried gambling lmao. Hailing down maxi taxi's on the road at 3am, got to the apartment 3.3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;0am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Slept for like 4hrs, woke up early the next morning. Gah. Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkMvhprtTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/3BV0Jy_aVnA/s1600/F1000021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkMvhprtTI/AAAAAAAAAU0/3BV0Jy_aVnA/s320/F1000021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505946030063727922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mum picked us up to check out, then brunch at Lindt cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;de their own way home and mummy and I went to Monash open day. The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls for making it a good night!&lt;br /&gt;Even though I wasn't feeling th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;e best =)&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Disposable cameras make everything look like 1992. Chyeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7338858792362949770?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7338858792362949770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/08/18th.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7338858792362949770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7338858792362949770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/08/18th.html' title='18th.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TGkQWT_jW0I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7Kiv4O3nuiw/s72-c/F1000019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1662445174096280850</id><published>2010-07-20T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T23:08:47.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like lists. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;Ticking things off gives you mini bouts of self fulfillment ;D&lt;br /&gt;But my shopping lists are never ending.&lt;br /&gt;The minute I possess everything on it, there's always more ideas and items that pop into my head.. for example;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;- dinner / box jacket (without lapels, gathered shoulders)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaMAQhkx5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Illz2uF8WIU/s1600/img-thing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaMAQhkx5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Illz2uF8WIU/s320/img-thing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496234331315947410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- dressy belt, something with a nice centre buckle clasp&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKBRVjj5I/AAAAAAAAAT0/1hdpJNUpr7Y/s1600/image1xxl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKBRVjj5I/AAAAAAAAAT0/1hdpJNUpr7Y/s320/image1xxl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496232149690584978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- maxi skirt, floaty and shapeless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKBrsiGNI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HfQyRLqmwDo/s1600/maxiskirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 122px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKBrsiGNI/AAAAAAAAAT8/HfQyRLqmwDo/s320/maxiskirt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496232156766279890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Colourful shoes! I'll never get over these Kronkrons..&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKmY8qJKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Mc5bBM_EE-U/s1600/kronbykronkron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKmY8qJKI/AAAAAAAAAUE/Mc5bBM_EE-U/s320/kronbykronkron.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496232787388802210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a simple watch, since I don't own one&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKBJY33LI/AAAAAAAAATs/mAXi03KPTAk/s1600/18233734_001_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaKBJY33LI/AAAAAAAAATs/mAXi03KPTAk/s320/18233734_001_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496232147557014706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 18 soon soon soon! And pms is over =D&lt;br /&gt;(I can tell, because I feel chirpy and mildly content for no reason and the sun shines brighter and I take the time to appreciate the sunlight and I feel like skipping home and doing the cha cha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaM2kv9HLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QMk-H8qEKpo/s1600/royce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaM2kv9HLI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QMk-H8qEKpo/s320/royce.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496235264457907378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We're staying at The Royce, a 5 star boutique style apartment hotel.&lt;br /&gt;The Mezzanine Room has a staircase. It has an upstairs queen bed, a lounge area with sofa bed, powder room and kitchenette.&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention it has a staircase? ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm on the hunt for a place for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Trunk (www.trunktown.com.au), or&lt;br /&gt;The Society (www.societyrestaurant.com) ?&lt;br /&gt;I have 1 week to ponder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely day! You all deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have a shopping wish/list of their own?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1662445174096280850?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1662445174096280850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/07/shopping-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1662445174096280850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1662445174096280850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/07/shopping-list.html' title='Shopping List'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TEaMAQhkx5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Illz2uF8WIU/s72-c/img-thing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5737510527950730632</id><published>2010-06-29T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T07:29:36.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Myspace Survey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL. I remember doing one of these back in the day. It's 11.54pm and I don't want to sleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things you wish you could say to 5 different people right  now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;'Why are you back? I want you to be happy.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'We've been friends since yr7. Do you even like me anymore?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'You all seem to talk badly of each other, even me probably?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'I'm sorry, we should spend more family time together'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'I kinda wish you were my sister'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10 things about yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trying to find myself while finding my purpose, is kinda hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I make too many mental to-do's and end up overwhelming myself when I run out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dislike being underappreciated, this often happens. I like thank-you's and I am sincerely grateful when I say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm persistent. This usually comes across as annoying and stubborn in many many cases of application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I permed and dyed my hair. It now resembles dried grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I nearly cried today, because I couldn't open my door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always wonder how I am portrayed in society&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I recently bought a ukulele, and my fingers hurt already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've found myself dwelling on sociology and philosophy a lot this year, in times where I need to be focused. (Year 12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hope to have Milk Carton up and running next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I dwell on things too much and miss everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 ways to win your heart:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be witty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make me guffaw, or smile awkwardly at a computer screen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Acquire nice clothes, and maybe know how to wear them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Share similar interests/views&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be able to hold consistent conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be more dominant than me, to keep me in my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put up with me, especially during pms wartime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7 things that cross your mind a lot:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;the future; occupation, lifestyle, residence, travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;inspiration and ideas; fashion, places to see, things to eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ways to make money, ways to escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people, in different aspects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;school; sacs, homework, exams, study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ways to be happy/happier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not eating so much, and losing weight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 things you do before you fall asleep:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;listen to music on my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;brush teeth, remove contact lenses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;think and make up stories which lead into stage 1 sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;try to sleep but can't, for a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4 things you see right now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;ukulele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;msn tab flashing orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;open wardrobe door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cow jumpsuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 songs that you listen to often:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Corinne Bailey Rae - Are You Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Fine Frenzy - Almost Lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bring Me Flowers - Hope&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 things you want to do before you die:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;see as much of the world as physically possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 confession:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;I kinda get the feeling success won't make me happy,&lt;br /&gt;but that's all I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCoAPbbCRfI/AAAAAAAAATc/Dbpqn412x1A/s1600/image201006270004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCoAPbbCRfI/AAAAAAAAATc/Dbpqn412x1A/s320/image201006270004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488199360963560946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is my baby, Lele. =D Gee, this here blog is getting awfully narcissistic, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5737510527950730632?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5737510527950730632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/06/myspace-survey.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5737510527950730632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5737510527950730632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/06/myspace-survey.html' title='Myspace Survey'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCoAPbbCRfI/AAAAAAAAATc/Dbpqn412x1A/s72-c/image201006270004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7433963073925975162</id><published>2010-06-24T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T00:08:38.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Holidayays!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRTu9NfHWI/AAAAAAAAATM/SGfWmJfCGdg/s1600/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I now have 2 weeks to do 'stuff'.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last holidays I overworked myself and ended up feeling exhausted/like I  never even went on holidays. So this time, my new tactic is spontaneous  planning.. However, being me; I still have a list of todo's to complete  within these two weeks of 'attempted bliss':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Psychology, Further Maths and English Language homework&lt;br /&gt;- Textiles, lots of designing, folio, sewing, material shopping&lt;br /&gt;- Sewing projects, dark grey slouchy slacks, black velvet cape&lt;br /&gt;- Sew whatever pops up in my head, if inspiration hits me in the face&lt;br /&gt;- Tent sleep over at Leanne's, and Camberwell Market the next day&lt;br /&gt;- Collecting my Top Designs product back from Melbourne Museum&lt;br /&gt;- A total of eight 18ths I may/may not be attending..&lt;br /&gt;- Sleepover with Belinda and a seedy  Sunday the next day&lt;br /&gt;- Assisting with a couple of people's Media photoshoots&lt;br /&gt;- Finally sorting out a quick jewellry photoshoot for A Bead On A Wire&lt;br /&gt;- Finishing my 2nd lookbook images and loading them on  the site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phwoahh, it looks like a long list =|&lt;br /&gt;They're my only todo's though, gonna wing the rest! =D&lt;br /&gt;(if I even have time after those are done..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S, The Happy List is going well, though I feel sometimes, instead of jotting down something that was happy or made me happy.. I simply write something positive that happened in the day (if it was a cruddy day). Does that still count? At least I tried to be positive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRUXCNQTMI/AAAAAAAAATU/DxrbDsPG7Rw/s1600/DSC07566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRUXCNQTMI/AAAAAAAAATU/DxrbDsPG7Rw/s320/DSC07566.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486603000750296258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Last Friday night. Granny-esque attire with green cloggy sandals? Hawhaw.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7433963073925975162?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7433963073925975162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/06/holidayays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7433963073925975162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7433963073925975162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/06/holidayays.html' title='Holidayays!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRUXCNQTMI/AAAAAAAAATU/DxrbDsPG7Rw/s72-c/DSC07566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7982297329292679234</id><published>2010-06-11T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T19:41:07.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a Hero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TBLwSfKd7gI/AAAAAAAAASE/lK5wFce1nTo/s1600/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vermont formal last night.&lt;br /&gt;Got ready in 1.5hrs &gt; dashed to Berty's house &gt; barged through the door and ran up the stairs like a loon hahaha. Did Tracy's make up, did Val's make up last minute.. had to finish it in the limo omgsh, I felt so sick =( And my new Chanel compact mirror - which I havn't even used yet - has now got finger prints on it --"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue was pretty, and Vermont SC kicks Ringwood's ass in terms of attire. Food - entree was like a main meal, so full. Main course was like the same as the entree hahaha, dessert I didn't even touch. Felt like a loner for a good part of the night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW, for the trip home. My god.&lt;br /&gt;Walking via iPhone GPS to Lalor station, with a group of asians in the dark - whilst wearing 5inch heels. Got the station, 1 min til train comes. Bertram and Tracy are lagging behind, they end up missing the train. IT'S THE LAST TRAIN. Everyone's summing up their options and giving up their morals to hop on the train. I dropped my shit on the train. In contract, everyone was so apathetic!&lt;br /&gt;Ended up saving the day, called Christina and she was still at Maccas, called up Tracy to let them know they have a ride home. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumped the train cos the machine wasn't taking tickets. Got to Flinders Station. Realised that I was going to have to train by myself cause Bertram and Tracy were getting driven home. Group of asians waited with me due to society's gender marked obligation to 'look after girls' hawhaw. I kept telling them to go etc.Train came, followed by TICKET INSPECTORS ROCKING UP. I had 1 minute to dash for my life up the stairs, buy a ticket, jam it through the barrier and run to the platform. Made it. A guy was peeing in a bottle in the corner. Naice.Got to my station, mum was right on time.&lt;br /&gt;Got in like a boss. Home by 2am chyehh (H)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice to know I can take care of myself.&lt;br /&gt;This would have been fun if we weren't sober. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;My whole body aches, so tired. Gonna have a lazy day now.&lt;br /&gt;Lenko sale woop woop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TBLxtXwqZ8I/AAAAAAAAASU/a2SJT_IcSng/s1600/DSC06958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TBLxtXwqZ8I/AAAAAAAAASU/a2SJT_IcSng/s320/DSC06958.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481709458237843394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Just a little 'behind the scenes' from a shoot for my lookbook (www.milkcarton.biz) .&lt;br /&gt;Shall be getting that up in the holidays hopefully!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7982297329292679234?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7982297329292679234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-hero.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7982297329292679234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7982297329292679234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-hero.html' title='I&apos;m a Hero'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TBLxtXwqZ8I/AAAAAAAAASU/a2SJT_IcSng/s72-c/DSC06958.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5065536445570327817</id><published>2010-05-30T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T02:31:39.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catharsis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, nothing makes me happier than acquiring new clothing. Fashion is my solace? Fashion is for the dreamers that never grew out of 'playing dress ups'. The 10 seconds of euphoria where I am smiling like =D and laughing psychotically, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an extremely long discussion with Vivek yesterday, and we have come to the conclusion that: we live. we die. what we do in between the two extremes is justified with 'filling the time because as humans, we get bored'. Shit can't be explained, so just enjoy it. (I hope that doesn't sound nihilistic, or pessimistic, or that we are quite unintelligent to come to such a silly conclusion. Truth is, we spent hours on so many aspects of life; only to come to the same bottom line. A lot of thoughts were processed to get to one basic point. You may not agree with it, but I am choosing to live by this reasoning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading some inspiring, some depressing, some realistic, some sociological, some philosophical, and some witty quotes on Tumblr, I am now inspired to change things and be happier. I am going to try and brighten someone else's day, everyday. Living vicariously through other people's happiness works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes 30 days to develop a habit. I am going to list 1 positive thing that has happened, everyday, in a list for the next month (when June commences). I've been negative for so long, it would be quite hard to sporadically change.. so I'm going to train myself little by little to be a wee bit chirpier. Like how I was before. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conjunction with all this happychappy shit, I'm also going to 'diet'. Now don't everybody freak out all at once! I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; I'm not fat. I'm just trying to lose my double chin, flabby arms and tummy. And eat healthier. It's not really what we eat, but how much we eat it. So - I have requested grandma and mummy to cut down my portion sizes by a quarter from now on. I will snack less on junk food and more on fruit, nuts, digestive biscuits etc. I will do my arm exercises every night and tummy crunches before bed every night. (perhaps yoga and walking on the occasion?) Good luck to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to justify doing all the above with 'because I want to fill my time'. If I've got x years to live, I might as well be happy about it! Appreciate everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TAIuUjWOPwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5PiPtL635tc/s1600/image201005140002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TAIuUjWOPwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5PiPtL635tc/s320/image201005140002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476991027456655106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I will smile bigger than this =D &lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5065536445570327817?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5065536445570327817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/05/catharsis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5065536445570327817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5065536445570327817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/05/catharsis.html' title='Catharsis!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TAIuUjWOPwI/AAAAAAAAAR0/5PiPtL635tc/s72-c/image201005140002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-981993128830175729</id><published>2010-05-17T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T05:54:22.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domestic Novelty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Quickly gonna write this cause I have period 0 and 1 off tomorrow, and can sleep in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and grandma departed for an overseas holiday on Saturday morning, so for 13 days, I must fend for myself. Somewhat. So far I've been preparing my lunches, hanging up washing and doing the dishes every night. Daddy and I went grocery shopping yesterday so we're pretty stocked up! Woo. He's gonna vacuum on the weekends and do the washing so we're splitting up chores..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently eating the dinner provided by my aunty/ies (but I did put some mini spinach and potato quiches in the oven hehe) so we're all good, not starving thus far. Some days I might cook something simple, and some days we can go out for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good, not missing mummy yet - but I know that pang will hit sometime in future! I hope she gets time to get onto msn and tries to chat with me hahaha. I don't even know the time differences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways must shower and sleep now, this has been a very unfashion related post. I did go to a fashion seminar on the weekend though? Reinforcing what I want to do.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S_E5cKNnf8I/AAAAAAAAARk/pAVThzJIyA4/s1600/suburbia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S_E5cKNnf8I/AAAAAAAAARk/pAVThzJIyA4/s320/suburbia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472218178172452802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-981993128830175729?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/981993128830175729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/05/domestic-novelty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/981993128830175729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/981993128830175729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/05/domestic-novelty.html' title='Domestic Novelty'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S_E5cKNnf8I/AAAAAAAAARk/pAVThzJIyA4/s72-c/suburbia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1710598742218699593</id><published>2010-05-09T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T03:46:59.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love My Mummy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a strange Saturday night, where I was dressed as a cow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aNuUn_3dI/AAAAAAAAARM/NKfr2qWRF-g/s1600/image201005080007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aQGv75cZI/AAAAAAAAARc/l4Q1kej28g4/s1600/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try   {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aNuUn_3dI/AAAAAAAAARM/NKfr2qWRF-g/s1600/image201005080007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aNuUn_3dI/AAAAAAAAARM/NKfr2qWRF-g/s320/image201005080007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469214624438017490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;Justification: it was a fiction themed 18th.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awoke on Sunday morning with a sore throat and an impending cold. I hopped out of bed before midday and whisked out the door before mummy got out of bed. Feeling like poo, I trotted to Eastland to pick up some flowers, a fondue set and the tweed handbag. After a tiring trek home (hey, those flowers weren't feathers y'know) I rang the door bell to greet mother with 'HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!" =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sidenote: I texted mummy a mother's day message,&lt;br /&gt;to which she replied with: "thankyou julie for that lovely message. love mum, but where are you?" - hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aPs5PRb5I/AAAAAAAAARU/q0BWKsrk80c/s1600/photo%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aPs5PRb5I/AAAAAAAAARU/q0BWKsrk80c/s320/photo%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469216798929940370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;The flowers. Along with cards my little cousins made for grandma.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then had lunch and went back to Eastland to pick up ingredients for OREO CHEESECAKE. nomnomnom. www.philadelphiacreamcheese.com.au/recipes/Cheesecakes/No-Bake-Cheeseckaes/OREO--Cheesecake.aspx - the recipe. It got messy but we finished! I didn't even know how to work a can opener..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, the family tried out the fondue set with marshmallows, grapes, strawberries and bananas (which I cut! woo so domestic today). I didn't have any because of my sore throat =(&lt;br /&gt;Then we tried the cake. HELL YESS IT WAS EDIBLE OMG SO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aQGv75cZI/AAAAAAAAARc/l4Q1kej28g4/s1600/photo%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aQGv75cZI/AAAAAAAAARc/l4Q1kej28g4/s320/photo%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469217243109355922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;Just looking at it gives me a sore throat..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no homework, except Textiles which I can't do (no inspiration). Maths, I attempted but will ask for help tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Psych exam study? Err..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny how the weekend feels so different from VCE life. It's not meant to be like this.. but without it I will have no life at all, and that's not healthy. Hum hum hum. Treading on water here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a good weekend, and Happy Mother's Life!&lt;br /&gt;Because one day isn't enough to celebrate it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1710598742218699593?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1710598742218699593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-my-mummy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1710598742218699593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1710598742218699593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-love-my-mummy.html' title='I love My Mummy.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S-aNuUn_3dI/AAAAAAAAARM/NKfr2qWRF-g/s72-c/image201005080007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2734805681168803690</id><published>2010-04-27T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:40:49.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Materialism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember writing an essay on materialism for last year's GAT. At the time I had a lot of points and arguments, mainly because it was a topic I thought about often and had strong views on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year later thinking back, I really should have talked about materialism beyond its surface concept. Funnily enough, what sparked this thought was again browsing through Tumblr. Funny how much we rely on / learn from the very thing that swallows our souls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Happiness is not a matter of good fortune or worldly possessions. It’s a  mental attitude. It comes from appreciating what we have, instead of  being miserable about what we don’t have. It’s so simple—yet so hard for  the human mind to comprehend."                                                       - Anonymous &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The key word I picked up from this quote was 'have'. To have, to own, to possess. Why was 'having something' associated with happiness? Isn't happiness just a feeling or emotion? (as they said, mental attitude). So, in trying to challenge this theory, I started to think of other 'things' that could make one happy. To love? That's having people. To get a career? That's having a job. To accomplish something? That's having an achievement. To escape? That's having freedom. To dream? That's having a goal. To be needed? That's having a purpose. So I couldn't contradict it. Because it's rather true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, why? Why does the possession of objects, concepts and ideas make people happy? Why does having a purpose, a goal, a significant, a career, a social life all make you enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People constantly talk about how they're so happy, or so unhappy. I don't even know the meaning of the word anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S9aUVDnww1I/AAAAAAAAARA/z9xTUsz4K1Q/s1600/100337TimWalkerVogue7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S9aUVDnww1I/AAAAAAAAARA/z9xTUsz4K1Q/s320/100337TimWalkerVogue7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464718287330919250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Terribly sorry. PMS causes me to post things that are rather glum. I promise I will be getting medication soon.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2734805681168803690?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2734805681168803690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/materialism.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2734805681168803690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2734805681168803690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/materialism.html' title='Materialism'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S9aUVDnww1I/AAAAAAAAARA/z9xTUsz4K1Q/s72-c/100337TimWalkerVogue7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1678005771676739561</id><published>2010-04-27T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T00:19:27.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stumbling on Tumblr whilst in off-peak PMS,&lt;br /&gt;(the calm, in the eye of the storm..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everything is more complicated than you think. You only see a tenth of  what is true. There are a million little strings attached to every  choice you make; you can destroy your life every time you choose. But  maybe you won’t know for twenty years. And you’ll never ever trace it to  its source. And you only get one chance to play it out. Just try and  figure out your own divorce. And they say there is no fate, but there  is: it’s what you create. Even though the world goes on for eons and  eons, you are here for a fraction of a fraction of a second. Most of  your time is spent being dead or not yet born. But while alive, you wait  in vain, wasting years, for a phone call or a letter or a look from  someone or something to make it all right. And it never comes or it  seems to but doesn’t really. And so you spend your time in vague regret  or vaguer hope for something good to come along. Something to make you feel connected, to make you feel whole, to make you feel loved. And the  truth is I’m so angry and the truth is I’m so fucking sad, and the truth  is I’ve been so fucking hurt for so fucking long and for just as long  have been pretending I’m OK, just to get along, just for, I don’t know  why, maybe because no one wants to hear about my misery, because they  have their own, and their own is too overwhelming to allow them to  listen to or care about mine. Well, fuck everybody. Amen."                                                   - Minister, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0383028/"&gt;Synecdoche, New York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We are animals. It's just a sad shame that we are able to communicate to each other, whether it be verbal, in words, sign language or whatever. Cause we're then able to share or expose a portion of ourselves to everyone else. Why do we think we're separate from animals? Our differences, complexities or as some may say, 'superiority' over other living things that cannot speak, is not necessarily a positive trait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S9aPNANgqpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YTghvi2Vi6g/s1600/25571_1179497182431_1678206936_385116_4915109_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S9aPNANgqpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YTghvi2Vi6g/s320/25571_1179497182431_1678206936_385116_4915109_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464712651418413714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Photo: Emily R.&lt;br /&gt;No reason, it's just pretty.&lt;br /&gt;And makes me think beyond the depth of field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1678005771676739561?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1678005771676739561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/quote.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1678005771676739561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1678005771676739561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/quote.html' title='A Quote'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S9aPNANgqpI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YTghvi2Vi6g/s72-c/25571_1179497182431_1678206936_385116_4915109_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-3181655615800676416</id><published>2010-04-25T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T05:45:53.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comedic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;            Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*and some dude looked my pants up and down and made a face :L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ViVek                         says:&lt;br /&gt;*LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ViVek                         says:&lt;br /&gt;*what type of face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*like ^o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*confusion*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*or .. *pissed off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ViVek                         says:&lt;br /&gt;*hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ViVek                         says:&lt;br /&gt;*nah probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ViVek                         says:&lt;br /&gt;*more like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      ViVek                         says:&lt;br /&gt;*dayum i wish i had those&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*yeah more like "damn i wish i was in those"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Juleé                      says:&lt;br /&gt;*:L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me, I'm just highlighting the fact that I think I'm the funniest asian girl on earth..&lt;br /&gt;When copying and pasting this, the more I read it; the more I thought it was lame. I guess my humour is quite ephemeral. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm running on 5hrs sleep. There's a bunch of asians singing karaoke at my house currently. I can't study, and Photoshop is being slow. I feel like I have friends today =) I don't need anyone/anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-3181655615800676416?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/3181655615800676416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/comedic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3181655615800676416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3181655615800676416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/comedic.html' title='Comedic'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8827169496830580479</id><published>2010-04-18T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T00:15:12.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Weekends Should Go Something Like This..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let's repeat this over and over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday night:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Good day at school, hyper last period..&lt;br /&gt;- The Outnet $1 sale, (after a whole lot of drama and lag) end up receiving an email 2 hours later saying 'congratulations, you have successfully purchased...' - well, that was unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it failed. Anyhow, the Erdem dress is mine!&lt;br /&gt;- Hannah's 18th! Pimm's and lemonade. Wore my new turban hat ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8rLmXJn3LI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xdukbybjXnw/s1600/24017_1381131681971_1042313822_1081055_838440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8rLmXJn3LI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xdukbybjXnw/s320/24017_1381131681971_1042313822_1081055_838440_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461401358049991858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;My turban gets all the girls to the yard;&lt;br /&gt;they're like, lemme wrap me in yours.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Impromptu sleep in, went to Brunswick St with mummy.&lt;br /&gt;- Visited the Fabric Store, the silk jersey was too thin &amp;amp; not ideal.&lt;br /&gt;- Instead, I bought some Marc Jacobs fabric.&lt;br /&gt;- Lunch at Spudbar, homewares shopping and Rose St Artists Market.&lt;br /&gt;- Got home to watch Movies on Go!&lt;br /&gt;- And talk on the phone til 3.30am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8rNwObSZ0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/bcHLVF8BYXQ/s1600/image201004180006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8rNwObSZ0I/AAAAAAAAAQw/bcHLVF8BYXQ/s320/image201004180006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461403726530111298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hi I'm a pedo. I have a cheesy face, but my skirt isn't cheese.&lt;br /&gt;It's a skirt.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Another slight sleep in, attempted English Language essay..&lt;br /&gt;- Planned and essay, decided I had no clue what to do.&lt;br /&gt;- Made a gather skirt with pleated waist band instead&lt;br /&gt;(with the Marc Jacobs fabric).&lt;br /&gt;- Didn't do a good job of it, but was in a hurry to head out.&lt;br /&gt;- Photoshoot for Priscilla's Vet Fashion folio. In Ringwood. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;- Had some fun, still learning about lighting.&lt;br /&gt;- Now I'm sitting here, not wanting to eat dinner.&lt;br /&gt;- Feeling very content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8rM7J1_1UI/AAAAAAAAAQo/sDpLulnc87A/s1600/DSC_0583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8rM7J1_1UI/AAAAAAAAAQo/sDpLulnc87A/s320/DSC_0583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461402814766896450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Welcome to Ringwood.&lt;br /&gt;Where rats and rats live together harmoniously. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above was a very jumbled mixture of tenses.. sorry!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a good weekend too. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8827169496830580479?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8827169496830580479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-good-weekends-should-go-something.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8827169496830580479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8827169496830580479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/all-good-weekends-should-go-something.html' title='All Weekends Should Go Something Like This..'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8rLmXJn3LI/AAAAAAAAAQY/xdukbybjXnw/s72-c/24017_1381131681971_1042313822_1081055_838440_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-4518474659173902249</id><published>2010-04-14T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T05:53:37.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Buy Clothing; I Buy Fabric.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Taking materialism to a whole new level, I went on my textiles excursion today to buy &lt;i&gt;material&lt;/i&gt; for our School Assessed Task. Having not going to sleep until 2am the previous night, I was forced to take my contacts in and out 3 times in the morning cause my eyes hurt so much =/ Never doing that again. I wish I was one of those freaks that function properly on 6hrs of sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I havn't been shopping in maybe 2-3 weeks now (yay!) - my psychological/anal tendencies got the better of me and I had this unconscious urge to spend money. I ended up buying something from 6 of the 7 stores we visited, totally $93.10. Ouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have filled yet another bag in my fabric tub. I probably need some sort of a studio, but for now, the lounge room will suffice. At least it's neat and tidy ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I meant to buy bamboo jersey or silk jersey for my dress base, but there was none and I found a quality polyester stretch knit. 3 metres. Heavy. Needed lining too, another nice knit poly. 3 metres. Very heavy. Also bought other tidbits I couldn't resist. Very happy with my purchases but this has really hit my hip pocket nerve. Oh, and I'm still after a moss green silk chiffon. Here's a summary of our travels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clayton Fabric - plum velvet and mosaic chiffon that I regretfully didn't buy enough of from Sydney but they had it here! - &lt;i&gt;$7.50&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmel's Warehouse - diamond print wool, 3 zips - &lt;i&gt;$0.75&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmel's Retail - dark raspberry silk chiffon &lt;i&gt;$9.00&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Cheap Fabrics - gold dupion silk and honey silk chiffon - &lt;i&gt;$12.50&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - Huff Bagelry onion and poppyseed cream cheese bagel - &lt;i&gt;$4.00&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn Cheap Fabrics - the mustard silk chiffon I wanted (:@) - &lt;i&gt;$12.95&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fabric Store - no silk or bamboo jersey in grey available =(&lt;br /&gt;Clear It - stretch suiting fabric in grey, as my backup - &lt;i&gt;$5.00&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rathdowne Remnants - my saviour! dark grey poly knit, dove grey poly knit, cloudy grey tulle, matching thread - &lt;i&gt;$41.40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8W31-msQRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6p0SLy3d8OU/s1600/100341TimWalkerVogue8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8W31-msQRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6p0SLy3d8OU/s320/100341TimWalkerVogue8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459972261222826258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Funny how little things add up to big numbers. I probably spend more on cheap things than your average 'shopper-who-buys-expensive-things'. Now that I've bored you with my pointless accounts, I'm going to meddle in my Psychology notes.. Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-4518474659173902249?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/4518474659173902249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-buy-clothing-i-buy-fabric.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4518474659173902249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4518474659173902249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-buy-clothing-i-buy-fabric.html' title='You Buy Clothing; I Buy Fabric.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8W31-msQRI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/6p0SLy3d8OU/s72-c/100341TimWalkerVogue8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-4165643436020143341</id><published>2010-04-10T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T05:15:06.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yup!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In my first post, I said this blog would be specifically for fashion related things and I would not delve into stupid stupid pms induced attacks. I have failed, master. Forgive me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS&lt;br /&gt;I present to you, Wendy Bevan: Photographer.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously could not have come at a better time, a circus themed editorial for Italian Marie Claire. Her style is.. so authentically old. I actually thought they &lt;i&gt;were&lt;/i&gt; old film photographs until I noticed the McQueen Spring 2009 dress in a picture and thinking wtfux?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm still lacking inspiration for my sketches in my Textiles folio. My inability to sketch is probably due to the fact that it does kinda matter, and I want only good material in my folio. Bit late for that since I just compiled the worst moodboard ever. Neh, I'll get it done.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I want to travel. So. So. Badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8BrcinBOWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Y_v1YzKivOc/s1600/218585_wendy_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8BrcinBOWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Y_v1YzKivOc/s320/218585_wendy_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458480886444013922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the last day of 'holidays', or should I say 'study break'.&lt;br /&gt;I write poorly, I've figured.. must improve on this. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-4165643436020143341?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/4165643436020143341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/yup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4165643436020143341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4165643436020143341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/04/yup.html' title='Yup!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S8BrcinBOWI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Y_v1YzKivOc/s72-c/218585_wendy_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2753094390504726836</id><published>2010-03-31T03:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T03:21:53.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Perils of a Melodramatic Idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As to not burden my friends, or lack there of, I will talk to my beloved Blogspot. Oh Blogspot, why did I ever abandon you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress + PMS = ohshiiiiit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The senior coordinator keeps saying "It's not stressed you're feeling, it's overwhelm. Don't say it's stress." - Honey, you ain't been through VCE in some time now. Shut the hell up. You try multitasking 30 things at the same time and trying to squeeze everything into a mere 12 days. You try going to bed at 3am in the morning and waking up at 9am to do what? More work. More sewing. And getting no where. Your sewing machine breaks down everytime you touch it, you have no motivation and shit all ideas for your folio, you're mentally giving up on your maths, you don't even step one foot out of your house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When what used to be a hobby becomes a chore, that's when you have a problem. Meanwhile, I'm setting the standard for myself and my anal retentiveness sees through that I do everything I say I do. Now I'm rambling. There's so much more shit behind these words but I can't even get around to voicing everything cause by the time I do that, I could have already finished by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday homework&lt;br /&gt;Studying for Learner's&lt;br /&gt;My label&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shit me. Fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2753094390504726836?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2753094390504726836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/03/perils-of-melodramatic-idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2753094390504726836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2753094390504726836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/03/perils-of-melodramatic-idiot.html' title='The Perils of a Melodramatic Idiot'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6223293525908372070</id><published>2010-03-25T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T03:42:38.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Near Perfect Day; Only Because I'm a Perfectionist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today was brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was good.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome people.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Doncaster.&lt;br /&gt;Laughs aplenty.&lt;br /&gt;Everything great.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend cannot attend the Top Designs Launch tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;and it's really quite strange.. but anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sha'nt complain as today was and still is awesome&lt;br /&gt;I can sit here and smile at my computer all night;&lt;br /&gt;but no. =D. I won't go into details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be a reminder of a brilliant day of 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-6223293525908372070?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/6223293525908372070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/03/near-perfect-day-only-because-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6223293525908372070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6223293525908372070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/03/near-perfect-day-only-because-im.html' title='Near Perfect Day; Only Because I&apos;m a Perfectionist.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8030759861695214377</id><published>2010-03-16T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T22:02:58.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Is MY Kind of Drama..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The last 2 hours have been soooo good, I can't NOT post this..&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not school related, opposite gender related, family related..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I HAVE ACTUALLY JUST GONE THROUGH A LAPSE OF FRANTIC PSYCHOSIS VIA THE OUTNET.COM'S POP UP SALE!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I waited for it to start, then was obviously greeted with a few minutes of server delay. Then I started to view everything on offer and the pages were super slow so I clicked 'view all' after my brain found its place again.. and started going through things holy shitttt I worked it. So I ended up getting a See by Chloe dress, a Chloe dress, and ACNE jeans. Or at least TRIED to.. the Chloe sunnies I wanted ended up being sold out, in every colour scheme. I mean fair enough they were only 23pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took agessss to even get to the payment section, then when I clicked 'PURCHASE' it led me back to the 'sign in' page - BACK TO SQUARE ONE. SO CLOSE! RARGH. This happened 3 times, THIRD TIME LUCKY! Except I had to go back and change a few sizes to make do with what I had. (All this time freaking out that I would end up with nothing after all that). So IT FINALLY WENT THROUGH YAYYYYYY! Went to check my confirmation email; to discover I actually had &lt;b&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;! SHIT. I MADE A PURCHASE TWICE. Freaking out that I could potentially be charging my poor mother double for everything, I acted fast. I was nimble. I was stealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I immediately emailed back the support team, thought that was a shit idea and went on the website (painfully slowly) to find their phone number. It's 11pm right now, and their trading hours were 8am-8pm internationally. So perhaps, I thought, they may be opening late since it's pop up sale time? Tried to dial the number with the +44 0 code thing.. it didn't work. So I relied on my good friend GOOGLE.COM to figure out how to dial out the international call, AND IT WORKED. I was greated with a friendly ENGLISH ACCENT oh bless, started out as an awkward 'Hi I'm calling from Australia...*silence*' but then I was like, Hello? then started talking and we were having a brief jolly chat about how I ordered the same thing twice with different sizing in attempt to improvise my body. LOL. So she sorted that out in a jiffy and now I am about $200AUD down (sorry and thankyou, mummy and daddy) and up TWO DRESSES AND JEANS OMGGGGG FINALLY. DREAM COME TRUE I'VE BEEN SPYING ON THESE BABIES SINCE LAST YEAR HOLY I AM SOOOOOOO HAPPY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how materialism eats my soul? Yeah, but I like it like that ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8030759861695214377?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8030759861695214377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-my-kind-of-drama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8030759861695214377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8030759861695214377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-my-kind-of-drama.html' title='This Is MY Kind of Drama..'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-4093554229895787038</id><published>2010-02-20T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:52:10.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Year 12 = Hermit Behaviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I went to the City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually that's nothing to call home about, but I havn't been in anywhere near zone 1 a month!&lt;br /&gt;Bought a few things, walked around in the heat with Emma from www.ausstyle.blogspot.com,&lt;br /&gt;went to Docklands to watch mummy perform at some chinese new year thingy, and ate icecream. From Brunswick St to Melbourne Central to Bourke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; St to Flinders to Docklands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Normally that's my usual itinerary minus a few places, but today was more fun than usual? Absence makes the heart grow fonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I finally bought a white tree stand! albeit smaller than the original one I wanted, but it was waaaay cheaper. Thanks to the funny nice owner man! Now HE knows customer service. Unlike the Temt sales assistant; super nice and chatty to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; the european lady before me, and when it got to me - gave me the usual snarky type shitty bitch face. I'm definitely not hallucinating or being paranoid. I will not allow myself to get used to this kind of service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Shopping list included: Lover Zabriskie Dress &lt;s&gt;(some hoggy ebay bitch bought all the tops boo)&lt;/s&gt;, cardigan dress and white shirt (&lt;s&gt;still havn't found the perfect white shirt&lt;/s&gt;), navy boxers and black fishscale sequin skirt (&lt;s&gt;I hate sequins, but love the fis&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;s&gt;hscale!&lt;/s&gt;), black heels (&lt;s&gt;why do I own so many black shoes?!&lt;/s&gt;), a white tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;To end of a good note - I bought things.&lt;br /&gt;Materialism to make up for the mediocrity.&lt;br /&gt;Have a goood weeeek! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S3-rq9sLFlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/dHE04BGPjRI/s1600-h/905488-alexander-mcqueen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S3-rq9sLFlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/dHE04BGPjRI/s320/905488-alexander-mcqueen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440255629489542738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;RIP McQueen. Amazing to think he only broke even in 2007, and turned his first profit in 2008. Good things don't last long. Oh and the skirt of this dress is awesomeawesomeawesome.&lt;br /&gt;P.s Is that Karlie Kloss?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-4093554229895787038?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/4093554229895787038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-12-hermit-behaviour.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4093554229895787038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4093554229895787038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/02/year-12-hermit-behaviour.html' title='Year 12 = Hermit Behaviour'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S3-rq9sLFlI/AAAAAAAAAPw/dHE04BGPjRI/s72-c/905488-alexander-mcqueen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-383266650162473082</id><published>2010-02-09T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T22:53:26.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Angela,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The normal thing to do would be email or msn or whatever, but I feel this is more easy to read and I can be more detailed. Anyway, Angela, I'm going to jot down all the 'events' I'm interested in attending for LMFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and strangely I don't think I am volunteering for Fashion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Incubator as they don't have events listed in the program? Very weird. Their website is also down. Very Very weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; going through the entire program, without furthe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;r ado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Monday - QV Fashion Doll House Show (their shows are usually fun with good music but I wouldn't go unless I was volunteering), b&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - NVG Floor talk; Romance was Born, Fed Square 2pm (unsure cause of school, but would really like to hear them speak!)&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - LMFF Style Celebration (not that exciting but will go if I'm already in the city), LMFF Metamorphosis Student Showcase (would like to go but not fussed cause I'm trying to save monies), Order of Melbourne 'Unwearables' show (sounds pretty cool but don't know what to expect)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday - LMFF Sidewalk; Kookai (don't care if I go or not, really)&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - LMFF Target Rocks Red Market, LMFF Independant Runway, NGV Vivienne Westwood Film, &lt;u&gt;iSpyStyle Fashion Careers Workshop &lt;/u&gt;(worst day to have the good shit lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The underlined was what I wanted to ask you. If you go to www.ispystyle.net you can get more info, but it's the same on the LMFF cultural program. Interested at all? What's frustrating is everything falls on the saturday, and this workshop is in the middle of it all. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;Some of the shows are free, so I don't care if I go or not cause they're usually really plain and consumer based. I can just go the shop to look at the clothes and hum a tune, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, comment this thanks =)&lt;br /&gt;I will be so disappointed if last year's LMFF week repeated itself.&lt;br /&gt;No homework, no homework, all-homework-bombardment-during-this-one-week-cry.&lt;br /&gt;I still managed to attend shows, volunteer at all the Incubator shows and do homework, but that was year 11. This is year 12. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S3JXXR8DVVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tdNqkvYyvHI/s1600-h/pig-stork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S3JXXR8DVVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tdNqkvYyvHI/s320/pig-stork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436503757653497170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-383266650162473082?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/383266650162473082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-angela.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/383266650162473082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/383266650162473082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-angela.html' title='For Angela,'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S3JXXR8DVVI/AAAAAAAAAPg/tdNqkvYyvHI/s72-c/pig-stork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7057529965916748130</id><published>2010-01-30T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:04:26.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Departure - Arrival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Year 12 starts tomorrow. Let's not talk about that anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were in transit at Singapore for 20 hrs or so, and did some shopping along Orchard Rd. The buyers for stores likes Forever 21, Topshop and Zara  made Forever 21 look like ICE, Topshop like Valley Girl and Zara like Suzanne Grae.. So I didn't buy anything. However, UNIQLO. Yay! Come to Australia please! Uniqlo &gt; American Apparel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To sum up my 'holiday' to Vietnam, I've compiled a list of observations whilst staying in Ho Chi Minh City, Saigon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My skin is too white. People stared at my foreign-ness.&lt;br /&gt;- Food is super cheap there. Even imported food.&lt;br /&gt;- Clothes are so ugly, the men dressed better than the women.&lt;br /&gt;- You think your grandmother is cool? These ones all ride motorbikes.&lt;br /&gt;- Toilets don't come with toilet paper. Caution, children. BYO.&lt;br /&gt;- People don't carry handbags. Hence the 'you are not one of us' looks.&lt;br /&gt;- Crazy congested roads, crazy drivers. Crossing road = skill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When dining, tissues cost money. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;- People are allowed to own businesses without registration.&lt;br /&gt;- Primary school kids' uniforms have these awesome red neckties.&lt;br /&gt;- Nha Trang has beaches where wild monkeys steal your biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;- There are very elderly people still working to survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Couples don't display affection in public.&lt;br /&gt;- Shops open at 7am and close at 11pm. That's a 16hr shift bro.&lt;br /&gt;- You can carry 1 million in your wallet, but that equates to $60.&lt;br /&gt;- People carry wads of cash because the biggest note is $500,000.&lt;br /&gt;- Ladies wear pajamas to work, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;- Vietnam is not the place for me. I couldn't breathe, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm gonna blog much cause year 12 = depressing posts. Not that they're not already depressing lolol. Byeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S2UbaVCjBvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2QmqNpCA1ZM/s1600-h/DSC06779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S2UbaVCjBvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2QmqNpCA1ZM/s320/DSC06779.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432778664630748914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh look, a cow at some market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7057529965916748130?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7057529965916748130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/01/departure-arrival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7057529965916748130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7057529965916748130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/01/departure-arrival.html' title='Departure - Arrival'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S2UbaVCjBvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/2QmqNpCA1ZM/s72-c/DSC06779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8717624008987099511</id><published>2010-01-07T01:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T01:45:06.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top Designs 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I recieved a letter today (found out earlier by phone yesterday anyways) - I've gotten into Top Designs for Media Print Layout 2010. My funny little pictures will be displayed in Melbourne Museum from March 26th. Wew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I thought there were quite a few people who entered, but there were only 59 applications, in which 16 were shortlisted and 8 made the final selection. I guess 59 is only the Media Print people, out of Media: photography, print, animation, fil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;m and website design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently trying to get together my pictures into a higher resolution and send them a digital copy to display flat on the wall; since my actual product is tiny and has to sit on a table. The problem is, I made them on Microsoft Word (idiot!) so I've now got to redo them on Photoshop and save as a PDF. I DON'T WANT!! I migh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;t just hire the kindly graphics designer to do it in Illustrator for me again. Bah! So much effort and I've got a whole bunch of shit I want to do, and I'm going to Vietnam next week. Stupid stupid, so much for 'relaxing' before Year 12 commeces. ERGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whinge whinge whinge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still have to find a pattern for textiles, research wherever I can and find more ideas, work, attempt to find motivation to make my double bow clips for both Shelley Melbourne and Mallelieu, go to Edithvale/Chelsea beach, photography trip with Emily, pack for Vietnam, Leanne's early birthday lunch or dinner (cause I leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; early). What the shit? I quit man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S0Wsj-1hdbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/or5_dfHuXsQ/s1600-h/natashapolyforv8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S0Wsj-1hdbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/or5_dfHuXsQ/s320/natashapolyforv8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423931060400518578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Natasha Poly for V Magazine? I just really love the layers and the colours and the sleeve. I think the collared shirt is Miu Miu S/S 09? I even kinda like the thingy on her head. But mostly the squiggly pastel layers. =) Sorry, this picture was stolen and regurgitated from somewhere else. But I'm only posting cause it's giving me ideas for textiles, kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8717624008987099511?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8717624008987099511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-designs-2010.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8717624008987099511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8717624008987099511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/01/top-designs-2010.html' title='Top Designs 2010'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S0Wsj-1hdbI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/or5_dfHuXsQ/s72-c/natashapolyforv8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7866765811173370018</id><published>2010-01-05T02:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T02:38:02.014-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Because</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Only blogging cause I went on to check something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only two weeks til I go to Vietnam. In other words, I only have two weeks of holidays left cause 'Nam doesn't count as a holiday. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not sure why. I just don't think I'd be having a relaxing holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also on a diet. This diet mainly consists of smaller portions (the feeling of being slightly hungry is weird), cutting sweet unhealthy drinks, avoiding unnecessary junk food, being constantly aware of what I eat (this mainly consists of ... OMG ICECREAM.. omg diet =[ ) and fitting in some sort of exercise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; when I can; walking home from school every day might help. Also taking up yoga when I find a good place, and contemporary dance until the wrath of year 12 takes over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have a pot belly and flabby arms, but I'm still at 49kgs.. I'm a bit confused. So hopefully just avoiding junk food combined with stress-induced weight loss will be enough to lose the excess fatties. I have a feeling I won't be exe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rcising much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still want to see Angelina Ballerina the ballet, and go on a photography excursion with Emily, and buy fabric and find a textiles pattern, more ideas for my folio (I've decided with early 20th century, vintage-y circus/carnival, faded illustrations, Beatrix Potter, primary colours etc. Vague). I also need to go to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;Need. As in, this is the second year I havn't gone to the beach and I must or I might cry. Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda's birthday thingy is tomorrow. It sounds exhausting and fun. I should sleep earlier tonight. I hope she likes her present. Talking in short sentences makes me sound annoying. I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;In another attempt to be less annoying, I'm gonna see how long I can last without talking to someone. Hah =). I guess I'm a rambler. I only blogged for the sake of it and I thought I'd have nothing to say. But as soon as I launch into something, something else comes out of it. Succinct? Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S0MVEWRZSFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UxyKzL7lsMw/s1600-h/1361_In_the_Circus_1914-15_Moillet_Louis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S0MVEWRZSFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UxyKzL7lsMw/s320/1361_In_the_Circus_1914-15_Moillet_Louis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423201540726409298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'In The Circus' - Moillet Louis, 1914-1915.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7866765811173370018?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7866765811173370018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-because.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7866765811173370018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7866765811173370018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2010/01/just-because.html' title='Just Because'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/S0MVEWRZSFI/AAAAAAAAAPI/UxyKzL7lsMw/s72-c/1361_In_the_Circus_1914-15_Moillet_Louis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-45583777423456155</id><published>2009-12-31T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:28:13.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sitting in My Pajamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Leanne must think I'm the biggest slob she ever befriended, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like updating anymore because it strips away so much of my time (even though I never edit or whatever and just type freely). Went to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; NYE in the city yesterday, and my goodness, I'm so glad I'll be 18 next year so I can do whatever I fancy. I made my skirt and top 3 hours before we left the house, and have no photos to prove it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm here I might as well check off my to-do list so far in accordance to my other post somewhere down there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Make my formal dress, wear it to formal etc&lt;/s&gt; - regret the fabric a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Make my little tops for Miss Lau&lt;/s&gt; - yay sold one so far?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mass produce my bows&lt;/u&gt; - fricken lazy fail. So sorry Shelley I'm gonna try and get them done before I leave for Vietnam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lookbook shoot on Wednesday with Bridget&lt;/s&gt; - trying to upload them by today, if only I knew how to code..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Get website up and running&lt;/s&gt; - done done done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Make the summer things that are on my to-do list&lt;/u&gt; - hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;a. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lookbook shoot with Charmaine?&lt;/u&gt; - don't think that's gonna happen since, a) I havn't finished making everything, b) Charmaine is in Singapore and she cut her hair lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Get my Learner's&lt;/u&gt; - Leanne wins the bet. I don't think I'll have time to get them as I leave for Vietnam in 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Go to Vietnam for holiday&lt;/u&gt; - pending. Obviously I'll get it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;done LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've done this past week&lt;br /&gt;(I had to consult my timetable as I don't remember):&lt;br /&gt;Lots of christmas shopping/late night shopping/personal shopping&lt;br /&gt;Went to Sydney for a few days&lt;br /&gt;Worked on boxing day&lt;br /&gt;Watched Avatar 3D, finished all my holiday homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Made 4 floral tops to give/sell/wear I dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;... I'm boring. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sz2jIVdm-xI/AAAAAAAAAPA/KuOYLIolKWY/s1600-h/5B_berrysorbetback.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sz2jIVdm-xI/AAAAAAAAAPA/KuOYLIolKWY/s320/5B_berrysorbetback.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421668890019560210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be seeing more of this on the site by tonight, I hope!&lt;br /&gt;www.ilovemilkcarton.com =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-45583777423456155?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/45583777423456155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-sitting-in-my-pajamas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/45583777423456155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/45583777423456155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/12/still-sitting-in-my-pajamas.html' title='Still Sitting in My Pajamas'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sz2jIVdm-xI/AAAAAAAAAPA/KuOYLIolKWY/s72-c/5B_berrysorbetback.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5379794707834215949</id><published>2009-12-12T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T16:51:57.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back, again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yo. I had a dream that I finally updated my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I didn't, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third time this has happened. Start a blog &gt; get overenthuasiastic and blog every 15mins &gt; run out of things to say and blog eve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ry day &gt; get really moody and only blog about shit / sad / annoying things &gt; cold turkey, not blog at all &gt; eventually abandon blog &gt; go back to it a year after and lol @ what I've written.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annnnnyways, I'm on holidays now. Find out my Media study score tomorrow &gt;&lt;" And I finally got my website up: www.ilovemilkcarton.com wooo! And I'm g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oing in to drop off my tops I made for Miss Lau. And going to visit Niche Vintage, a due to open vintage shop in Melbourne Central. Then do some general shopping, visit Lulamae pop up store, eat Japanese food. I've been so super super busy the past few weeks, hahaha. Hopefully I'll get myself back into this blogging stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I kept it short and concise for once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Here's a picture: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SyQ6Xuvaf1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/K2YjJQM0qdo/s1600-h/MC_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SyQ6Xuvaf1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/K2YjJQM0qdo/s320/MC_0005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414516831364480850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SyQ6YAHVKeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QqDMWKqemmc/s1600-h/MC_0005CU.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SyQ6YAHVKeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QqDMWKqemmc/s320/MC_0005CU.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414516836028197346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5379794707834215949?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5379794707834215949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-again.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5379794707834215949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5379794707834215949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/12/back-again.html' title='Back, again.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SyQ6Xuvaf1I/AAAAAAAAAOw/K2YjJQM0qdo/s72-c/MC_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7701518496302495012</id><published>2009-11-20T03:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T03:33:49.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No More Media!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Done with exams! More importantly, done with Media 3.4 forever. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These holidays I have to...&lt;br /&gt;Make my formal dress, wear it to formal etc&lt;br /&gt;Make my little tops for Miss Lau&lt;br /&gt;Mass produce my bows&lt;br /&gt;Lookbook shoot on Wednesday with Bridget&lt;br /&gt;Get website up and running&lt;br /&gt;Make the summer things that are on my to-do list&lt;br /&gt;Lookbook shoot with Charmaine?&lt;br /&gt;Get my Learner's&lt;br /&gt;Go to Vietnam for holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since pms is over, I would like to disregard the below posts.&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from Mallelieu's Boutique Fashion Parade tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I was helping out and wow, it was disorientating. Fun though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406145133055230674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SwZ8WwP2wtI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aad-0JqI8Ok/s320/DSC_0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irrelevant photo. My DSLR's ok I guess.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7701518496302495012?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7701518496302495012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-more-media.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7701518496302495012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7701518496302495012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/11/no-more-media.html' title='No More Media!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SwZ8WwP2wtI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aad-0JqI8Ok/s72-c/DSC_0060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-238046630180656265</id><published>2009-11-08T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T04:25:29.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An End To A Shit Weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watch me as I crumble under society's wrath:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Trying harder at school makes me a &lt;u&gt;nerd&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being of asian descent makes me &lt;u&gt;less Australian&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Having an off-beat sense of humour makes me &lt;u&gt;weird&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being interested in fashion makes me &lt;u&gt;superficial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Caring about my belongings makes me &lt;u&gt;uptight&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saving my hard-earned money makes me &lt;u&gt;stingy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Losing my temper makes me a &lt;u&gt;psycho&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being career focused makes me &lt;u&gt;ignorant&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thinking too much about things makes me a &lt;u&gt;stressed out idiot&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talking too much and eating too slow makes me &lt;u&gt;annoying&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being grammatically correct makes me a &lt;u&gt;prissy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wanting my notes to be neater makes me &lt;u&gt;OCD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not understanding what you said initially makes me &lt;u&gt;slow&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being inquisitive makes me &lt;u&gt;irritating&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not making targets makes me a &lt;u&gt;failure&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being too opinionated makes me &lt;u&gt;rude&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Collecting cow items makes me &lt;u&gt;strange&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Suffering from pms makes me &lt;u&gt;bipolar&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being unresponsive makes me&lt;u&gt; mean&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The need to rant makes me look &lt;u&gt;stupid&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Having different ideas makes me &lt;u&gt;naive&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not talking to anyone makes me a&lt;u&gt; loner&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Talking to someone makes me &lt;u&gt;clingy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Being negative makes me &lt;u&gt;negative&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not wanting to do formal makes me some kind of &lt;u&gt;deviant&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thinking negative makes me &lt;u&gt;negative&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"Screw you guys. I hate highschool." - &lt;i&gt;She's The Man&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yeah. Of course. 'Don't worry about what others think.' Isn't that a little easier said than done? Maybe some people are able to do that. Those people are awesome.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm just too weak. In every way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;'Be yourself' ? What self. I don't even know myself. Nobody does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And btw, did it ever occur to you that I have to work for every A/A+ I get? The marks don't just land on my reports. I work for it. I don't possess a naturally smart brain like some people, I possess a work ethic and the ability to try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I don't disagree. I pretty much am all of the above generalisations. And that's why I'm not happy about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lol @ Me. As soon as I shut my laptop I thought of this post. I had to restart my laptop and wait for it to load, just so I could unload this shit out from my head. Don't read it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-238046630180656265?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/238046630180656265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-to-shit-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/238046630180656265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/238046630180656265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-to-shit-weekend.html' title='An End To A Shit Weekend.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6366788441872925957</id><published>2009-11-05T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T23:49:52.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ooops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Doesn't it suck when you &lt;i&gt;thought &lt;/i&gt;you made the right decision, when infact you probably didn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chose the following 6 subjects for VCE, and I thought I made the right choice earlier this year, knowing they indirectly/directly relate to what my interests are in future:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Media&lt;/b&gt; - helpful for communications, it's half creative half theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Business Management &lt;/b&gt;- small business/marketing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Psychology &lt;/b&gt;- apparently helpful for marketing, consumer psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Textiles&lt;/b&gt; - fashion, my only creative subject, clothes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;General Maths&lt;/b&gt; - I need a maths for a course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;English Language&lt;/b&gt; - I hate oral presentations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While this all sounds very relevant and goodgood, reality is; all these subjects except for English Language scale me down. Some of them scale HEAPS, others by a few. So is it fair to say, basically I screwed up? Stupid school, telling us to choose subjects that we enjoy because then we'd do good in it. I'm sorry what?! Even if I DID do well in it, I'd still get scaled down to oblivion. It doesn't matter how good at the subject you are, there will always be people better than you. Hence, it is soooo hard to get 40's in these subjects cause there is so little space to fit everyone in that bridge. I'm not the brightest person, and I'm not naturally smart. I've had to work hard to keep to my standards. I am quite capable of doing good in my chosen subjects, but that doesn't mean I will get a good score because of the nature of VCE and the different variables in each subject. WTF is this. Every VCE subject is HARD. In their own way. It doesn't matter if it's physics or studio art. They will make studio art seem impossible to match the level of difficulty in physics - yet physics scales you up and art drags you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So yeah. Why is an academically "smart" person doing idiot subjects? Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-6366788441872925957?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/6366788441872925957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/11/ooops.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6366788441872925957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6366788441872925957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/11/ooops.html' title='Ooops!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6347669280960304324</id><published>2009-10-30T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T01:45:29.419-07:00</updated><title type='text'>S/S 2010 RTW Jabber</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes yes, I'm extremely late to hop on the review bus. Since my opinion isn't valid I will simply harp on about some of the collections I loved. (L)___(L)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I finally got around to jumping on Style.com to look at some collections for Spring/Summer '10, as well as Youtube some of them. There will be no need to post pictures as everything is available for your enjoyment on Style.com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;AHHHHHH-LEXANDER MCQUEEEEEN. The prints, the shapes, the details, the fabrics, the shoes. Are they (the clothes, not the shoes) going into production as is, or will there be modifications? Looking at some Mcqueen stuff on net-a-porter.com is kinda... just all black and classic. wtf? Please just shove whatever you have on the runway into production and we'll get along just fine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;JOHN GALLIANOOOOOO. Oh please oh please the shoes are perfect. I didn't even notice them until i saw it on Tavi's blog. Dear lord, I must imitate some with hot glue gun and bits and bobs. The styling of the pieces was amazing, and omg at the floating bubbles that went *pop* and turned into vapour when they bounced on the runway. &lt;i&gt;i need some of that shit yo &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;CHLOEEEEE. How I wish I never bought the perfume cause I smell like half the population. But I did like some of the collection, how simple and polished looking. Reminds me of what people wear on The Sartorialist. I loved the white pleated chiffon floor length dresses towards the end. I liked last year's collection more though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;VALENTINOOOO. Everything was so pretttty. The colour palette, the light fabric, the natural hair/makeup.. It was really simple though, then again, it &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; ready to wear. I guess the details are only clearly visible when you can see it for yourself. I love how the fabric has been twisted and manipulated and falls in different directions etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;LASTLYYYY. Nicole Miller is awesome awesome and I really really like her prints. Missoni is colourful and I like it too and yeah and that's it.. yeah. Ok fine, I do have 1 picture..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398310633994253698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Suqm645w9YI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nKkfiTKQaM4/s320/gallianoss09shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stolen and regurgitated from &lt;a href="http://www.tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.tavi-thenewgirlintown.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; - omgomgomg. Please sell these, or allow me to make something similar. omgomgomg. omgomgomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'll go back to studying for Media exam now. Two more weeks. Woo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-6347669280960304324?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/6347669280960304324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/ss-2010-rtw-jabber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6347669280960304324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6347669280960304324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/ss-2010-rtw-jabber.html' title='S/S 2010 RTW Jabber'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Suqm645w9YI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nKkfiTKQaM4/s72-c/gallianoss09shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7215494213552383323</id><published>2009-10-18T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T01:43:40.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RRP Therapy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So today after my little sooky rant (the post below) - mother and father finally woke up after their massive sleep in (I actually thought they had passed out or something). As per usual, I got ready in 5 minutes and was still quite pissy at the whole 'pamphlet situation'. But after thinking rationally, I knew this had nothing to do with them and I just needed to calm down. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We drove off to the Kinki Gerlinki sale first, in Lygon St. I did a quick lap of the place (there wasn't a lot of things left but they were still really good stuff). I went into buyer-mode. Basically flicking racks, picking clothes I liked, checking price awesome price tags, lapped all the racks and found mum. Deliberated yes or no which took 2 mins. Did another lap to double check. Went to the register and realised it was another 50% all marked prices (as if the prices weren't already awesome, then again, it is cash only). Normally I'd freak and return to the racks but we had to go. I picked up 6 items for a total of $65. omfg. win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's sort of a shame that retail therapy doesn't really make my day like it used to, but I was definitely feeling a heck of a lot better after that. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drove to Docklands to have late lunch at Gold Leaf Yum Cha. I shouted. (H). The food there is really goood. Then we went to Costco. FUCK. This really ruined everything, stupid little rude bitch. We should have checked her name to report her. Sheesh, this happens a lot. I get terrible customer service everywhere I go. She was full having a go at my mum, and mummy owned her. Haha, still, I'm gonna complain to management. Fucking little dip, she's gonna cop it. Anyyyyyways, after mum ranted and we bitched (it was seriously bad. Costco just lost a customer, and believe me, shit goes around and people talk. So beware, you little bitch). Drove to have an early dinner in Clayton. Ate. Full now. Weeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay to my asian family day. Havn't had much of those lately. I'm going to try and get back into my 10.30pm sleep everynight, starting from tonight... again. Wish me luck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393857603441945186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/StrU6ZYyamI/AAAAAAAAAOY/I7R_nHHJE9Y/s320/tumblr_kr83w89Noh1qz5fvjo1_500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nice aye? Completely irrelevant picture but I really really like it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7215494213552383323?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7215494213552383323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/rrp-therapy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7215494213552383323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7215494213552383323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/rrp-therapy.html' title='RRP Therapy'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/StrU6ZYyamI/AAAAAAAAAOY/I7R_nHHJE9Y/s72-c/tumblr_kr83w89Noh1qz5fvjo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8216811301556011621</id><published>2009-10-17T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:56:33.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Futile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, as it turns out, due to the failure or incompetency of whoever it was, my pamphlets were never distributed to the audience (by placing it in their program book on each chair). As a result, no one will be able to access my website or this blog because they do not have the information. If the websites were printed onto the program that would have been fine and dandy, but alas, they were not. So this blog will once again resume to a personal blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My photographer friend will give me the pictures on Monday so I'll see if there's anything I can use from that. I have nothing more to say, and if you cannot already tell from my use of language that I am not at all impressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Basically the whole purpose of lending my clothes was gone to waste. Putting more than you recieve back isn't the best feeling. I'm too much of a control freak. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had fun on the night. Seeing a show from a different perspective and having the freedom to be able to run around where ever I wanted was a nice change to my show last year; where I was confined to one area as I was constantly inundated with questions and all that jazz. I had work the next day, all day. And now I'm meant to be out but parents havn't woken up yet. Family day fail? Toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8216811301556011621?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8216811301556011621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/futile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8216811301556011621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8216811301556011621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/futile.html' title='Futile.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8442676985687692528</id><published>2009-10-14T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T23:24:13.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Julism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sta8Pnknn7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/bfjqrr7BQac/s1600-h/julismlogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392704580329381810" style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sta8Pnknn7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/bfjqrr7BQac/s320/julismlogo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've stumbled upon this url from the pamphlets given&lt;br /&gt;at the Emmaus Summer 09 Fashion Show on Friday night,&lt;br /&gt;nice of you to drop by! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I showed 7 of my dresses under the label 'Julism' in the formal section of the parade. Each dress is handmade in Melbourne, sourced from various fabric stores around Australia and are one of a kind. Pictures from the night will be up soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please note my main label is actually Milk Carton, which featured an array of high waist skirts in the last section of the fashion show, website here: &lt;a href="http://www.ilovemilkcarton.com/"&gt;http://www.ilovemilkcarton.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time being I am still setting up, learning, establishing, organizing and implementing my micro micro micro business, so the Julism dresses are unfortunately not for sale. However; expressions of interest, general feedback, boo's and yay's, or a quick hello to say you've visited this blog - please feel free to comment here or email &lt;a href="mailto:milkcarton@live.com.au"&gt;milkcarton@live.com.au&lt;/a&gt; . It will be much appreciated ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.B: Julism was a sub-division of Milk Carton, and that alias was created purely for the show (as my clothing was featured in two seperate sections with different themes.)&lt;br /&gt;Julism will emerge into Milk Carton now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankyou for reading and I hope to hear feedback from you all soon!&lt;br /&gt;Kind Regards,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8442676985687692528?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8442676985687692528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-to-julism.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8442676985687692528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8442676985687692528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/welcome-to-julism.html' title='Welcome to Julism'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sta8Pnknn7I/AAAAAAAAAOI/bfjqrr7BQac/s72-c/julismlogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-4552874119487693144</id><published>2009-10-14T04:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T04:23:59.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emmaus Summer '09 Fashion Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This Friday at 7pm; The Emmaus College Fashion Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lent 7 dresses I've made in the past 2 years into the fashion parade under the alias of 'Julism' for lack of a better name. I've also lent another 7 skirts that I've made here and there under the label 'Milk Carton'. I figured it'd make more sense to have them as two seperate labels as one of them are formal dresses and the other are just skirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have got this blog link on the pamphlets that are going to be given out on the night, so I'd better moderate everything I say as this was more of a personal blog/fashiony thing than anything related to Julism (the label). I also have a link to my website, which is under construction with a temporary page: &lt;a href="http://www.ilovemilkcarton.com/"&gt;www.ilovemilkcarton.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On the night I will have several jobs; getting there early to sort out last minute details with the organizer, possibly helping with hair styling, P.A-ing for the organizer, then selling the last of my pencil cases at a small table near the entrance, then resuming my seat front row for the first section, selling pencil cases during first half of interval, ducking in backstage to dress the models myself in my Julism dresses, checking hair and make up changes, managing backstage for section 2 and 3. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I've got my dad filming, Leanne taking photos on DSLR and digital camera, and Alycia bringing her own DSLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably make it clear that my main 'label' would be Milk Carton, and Julism was just a sub-division or a diffusion label that was used just for the show. Once I get my ABN and my business name registered, I should be able to start make-to-measure and stock in Miss Lau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think this will be my last 'bloggy' blog thing before Friday as I have no idea if people will actually visit the link or not. I actually hope not. LOL. But if you stumble across here, hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-4552874119487693144?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/4552874119487693144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/emmaus-summer-09-fashion-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4552874119487693144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4552874119487693144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/emmaus-summer-09-fashion-show.html' title='Emmaus Summer &apos;09 Fashion Show'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2786781696859164369</id><published>2009-10-10T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T02:00:04.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Working at the boutique has given me insight and realisation. I've been fortunate to even get this job, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I have the opportunity to meet many designers, shop owners, and generally people in the industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Adult life is more fucked up than teenage life. We generally refer it to the 'real world', like getting out there and having a full time job and living in adulthood. If that is so, the real world is fucked. People still bitch. They're still the fucking same, they just look older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok that may be a bit over-generalised. Maybe it's just the fashion industry. That industry's fucked. And I'm fucked. Cause that's virtually the only one I want to be apart of.&lt;br /&gt;I will get eating alive. Then spat out again. Then scooped up again. Then chucked into the trash. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess everywhere you go there will be mean people, but they just tend to circulate the fashion industry more. And the fact that they're all cunning adults just makes it a whole lot worse than your average highschool bitchfest drama. My boss has taught/told me things. But there is nothing else I want to do, or am good at. Heck, I'm not even good at any specific fashion-y stuff. I'm a jack of &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; trades, master of fuck all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The plus side is, I may be able to meet some connections through working at the boutique. And hey! The boss gets invited to the Rosemount trade shows in Sydney, she just can't be bothered going. UMMM HELLO?? I CAN GO! weeeeeeeooooh =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Enough chit-chat from me. And sorry about the swearing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just think swearing gives more impact to my mediocre key points of discussion. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390891652766737282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/StBLZWHHo4I/AAAAAAAAANw/udcWLtuw7rw/s320/untitled-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Eva Q's new collection. I like the pretty colours and the pretty dress.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. showed my boss my culottes. Not much comment but she did like them, I think. Oh well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2786781696859164369?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2786781696859164369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/reality-check.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2786781696859164369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2786781696859164369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/StBLZWHHo4I/AAAAAAAAANw/udcWLtuw7rw/s72-c/untitled-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-859670711020303342</id><published>2009-10-08T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T23:09:38.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The first week of school has already passed but it feels as if we never went on holidays and school just carried on without fail. I am currently divulging on some milk and cookies, and am about to start on Psychology Nervous System study from now until 10pm (ha, we'll see how we go..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here is my current stream of thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really need to get a hair cut. This flat plastering mess is disgusting. I have a few ideas for some dresses but unfortunately have no time to make them. I am fairly lost in Media for yr12 exam revision as I've forgotten a lot of things we've learnt in the year. The fashion show thingy is next Friday. I pretty much finished my textiles dress today! Yay! I'm gonna finish the sash thing tonight if I can be bothered hand sewing a little bit, then I'm bloody finished! Just a few more pages of folio and we're done for the semester =D I have work tomorrow, where I will wear my new shoes and my culottes to show my boss hehe. I wonder what I'm going to eat tonight. Sunday will be spent entirely on Psychology revision lmao. There was a talent quest at school today, the smoke machine was awesome and so was the lighting. WHAT IS THIS ?! We had a faulty machine and not much lighting last year at the show.. I will investigate by watching the video. Oops I just got side tracked and starting reading Leanne's psych notes she gave me.. I currently have 1 definition written down in my book. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This 5 minute stream of thought really sums up what my brain is filled with. I'm a freaken nerd. Have a good weekend =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390477417322949602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Ss7Spq1Mq-I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZjbeXvsIf1E/s320/Style35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Image via StyleMelbourne.com - I like the subtle draping on this dress. The colours kinda make me happy. I thought it was nice and clever so I saved the picture, but now that I look at it again, it's nothing special. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-859670711020303342?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/859670711020303342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/859670711020303342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/859670711020303342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-friday.html' title='Hello Friday'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Ss7Spq1Mq-I/AAAAAAAAANo/ZjbeXvsIf1E/s72-c/Style35.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2862550259530327902</id><published>2009-10-05T01:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T01:52:10.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Culottes, Winner! =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yoyoyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This be my 50th post. Hoorah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was the first day back to school Term 4; started off pretty crappily, ended on a higher note =). I had my last ever Media SAC today, I didn't think I did very well but yay finito! The holidays just felt like a really long weekend because getting back into the school routine wasn't at all hard, but motivation needed a kick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, last night I started making my culottes (skort, or a pair of shorts that look like a skirt) - and I used my industrial sewing machine for the first time since I recieved it, thankyou family friend! It was a bit scary, thought I would sew my finger but I was lucky. And so I began to sew. It failed. I was sad. BUT! I got back into it afterschool today, neglecting my maths homework. I SUCCEEDED. Second time lucky woogoo! Here are the fruits of my labour. Sorry about my dirty mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsmyPUBspII/AAAAAAAAANQ/EQ53BZvY71o/s1600-h/culottes1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389034405269120130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsmyPUBspII/AAAAAAAAANQ/EQ53BZvY71o/s320/culottes1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsmyhnqD_kI/AAAAAAAAANg/sAH0mpDWf6Q/s1600-h/culottes3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389034719776341570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsmyhnqD_kI/AAAAAAAAANg/sAH0mpDWf6Q/s320/culottes3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389034548507168386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsmyXpoTzoI/AAAAAAAAANY/mU8wCGsDzP4/s320/culottes2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It looks a bit long but rest assured that's just the angle of my camera.&lt;br /&gt;1) Just an ordinary crazy printed skirt..&lt;br /&gt;2) WHAT THE? shorts??&lt;br /&gt;3) Just wanted to show the bow at the back.&lt;br /&gt;4) I have fat arms? =[&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to edit the pictures but laziness got the better of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bye for now ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2862550259530327902?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2862550259530327902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/culottes-winner-d.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2862550259530327902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2862550259530327902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/culottes-winner-d.html' title='Culottes, Winner! =D'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsmyPUBspII/AAAAAAAAANQ/EQ53BZvY71o/s72-c/culottes1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5767639656794352723</id><published>2009-10-01T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:22:07.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I Doing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Havn't written anything in a while but for some reason I keep getting views? Reveal yourself, passerby's! D=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really want to do something of no particular value;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Whether it be splurging on an slightly expensive pair of shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sitting in some remote, sunny, pretty location with no one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Having no plans at all, and just 'winging it'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Spending the whole day filling in a colouring book&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finding odd shaped shells at the beach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Successfully baking a batch of cookies (big achievement for me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Making a dress without a pattern and having it turn out ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Long long conversations that eventually die into small talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finding and trialling some hidden cafe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Nice chat and discussion with the family (this doesn't happen often)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Finding something to obsess over for the time being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Coming up with an amazing idea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Holidays are the perfect time to do all of the above; unfortunately this did not happen these spring holidays. =/ Shame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In other news, The Mad Hatter's Tea Party was absolutely amazing yesterday. Emily has really out-done herself. It was just awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would continue to talk, but the pictures speak for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I tripped on some ribbon and fell on the gravel, ripping my tights, scuffing my heels, and grazing my knees. It was awesome. I havn't done that in so long. I remember falling during recess in Prep. I didn't cry and the teacher praised me for not crying. I've never really cried when I hurt myself. There are other things to sook about. Grazing my knees was the best thing that happened all holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lastly, I was chatting to my boss about making things for the shop. And I told her I was thinking of making some tops. Without hestitation she said 'Yeah you can sell them here!'.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't have to elaborate or anything, so I guess all I have to do is get started! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387836501927361394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsVwwKVDe3I/AAAAAAAAANI/p8UU9_A0qw4/s320/3892847370_aa8e280014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Can't remember where this is from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry for not crediting. I really like it though.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5767639656794352723?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5767639656794352723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-doing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5767639656794352723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5767639656794352723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What Am I Doing.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SsVwwKVDe3I/AAAAAAAAANI/p8UU9_A0qw4/s72-c/3892847370_aa8e280014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2339330071538594521</id><published>2009-09-22T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T04:09:18.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Q&amp;A</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Band? Errrr, Secondhand Serenade?&lt;br /&gt;Singer? Ummm I don't know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actor? Russell from UP. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Actress? Help me? I don't have a favourite in these things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Movie? Right now - UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music Video? Havn't seen any good ones as of late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Color? Peach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Animal? Cows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Drink? at the moment I feel like a passionfruit smoothie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Food? Italian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Song? At the moment, Red - Pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Memory? Being 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alcoholic beverage? Cocktails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Game? noughts and crosses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Video Game? anything I dont's suck at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Author? J.K. Rowling, first one that popped into my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Artist? Del Kathryn Barton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Class? 11G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Place to be? Anywhere but here ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thing to do? Am yet to find my favourite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toy as a child? I made my own ;] nah. I had little tidbits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Toy as a non-child? Sewing machine and Mannequin =x sad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kind of jewelry? earrings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Size bed? need a bigger one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TV show? Project Runway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;TV star? Unsure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Book? I really do enjoy The Harry Potter Series.. I'm sure there's more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre of movies? Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Genre of books? Am yet to find out what I like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Reality show? I'm gonna say Project Runway again, I guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holiday? I kinda liked this year's Mid-Year holidays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sport? HATE. Dance and Yoga if I had to pick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Teacher/Boss? I don't know, some are good some are not so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scent? Chloe. Regret. Everyone smells like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Time of day? afternoon, sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Store? boutiques, cheapies, my sewing machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Kind of club? the knitting club. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Well, that was kinda boring. As is my holidays so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm gonna study for Media. I was going to embellish 7 tank tops to go in the Emmaus Fashion Show, and to eventually sell in the boutique I work at.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unfortunately, pms struck me in the head again. I lost motivation/creativity and physically could not sew. It was messed up. I was tiffed. So now that it's down the bottom of my to do list, I will just continue to homework/study until inspiration hits smacks my bottom again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have nothing of interest to write, I will spare you the dramatics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Toodles ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384243921567173442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SritUdkRS0I/AAAAAAAAANA/PAgdDO7l5Pk/s320/_mg_9736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A picture from one of the Fashion Incubator shows I volunteered at. Helloooo halfcaste super tall male model in the middle ;] He asked me about using the steamer. Lawl.&lt;br /&gt;picture via stylemelbourne.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2339330071538594521?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2339330071538594521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/09/q.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2339330071538594521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2339330071538594521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/09/q.html' title='Q&amp;A'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SritUdkRS0I/AAAAAAAAANA/PAgdDO7l5Pk/s72-c/_mg_9736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7703722177808863815</id><published>2009-09-05T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:43:04.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drained like a Sink</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahhh, so glad I didn't go to Miss Green's Garden Party today. Would have loved to, but I'd be so ridiculously dead tomorrow.. oh well. They can all take photos and have fun on my behalf and show me the evidence at school =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I volunteered for the Fashion Incubator Fashion Shows on Monday and Friday nights, as part of Melbourne Spring Fashion Week. Can I just say, helping out each fashion week season since last year has definitely paid off. I've "moved up the ranks" and it's nice to know ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After Friday's show, I had salt and vinegar chips and champagne for dinner =[ not gooood. I the went to some interestingly hidden asian pool place and omgggg kept in my laughter as I realised I've discovered where all the asians hide at night. lololol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saturday I worked, lahlahlah it was good, I learnt heaps so it should be good next week. I stood up all day though so my legs were already caning. I may be the only person in my entire school that's working in the City. Different, or stupid? LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Belinda and Shona dropped by to pick me up after work; went to Melbourne Central for quick dinner, walked back down to Melbourne Town Hall for the RMIT Grad Show Parade. It was good. Went to Baroq House afterwards (flipping took us an hour of walking to find the place and we ended up walking past it 5 times), and lmfao we got in. Thankyou old face. Was pretty quiet as we went at 9pm, so we left soon after, trammed to Blue Train Cafe along Yarra Riverside for a drinky. Ended up being late and had to run to get picked up. Fucking heck I havn't run for over 6 months and I couldn't breathe cos I was sick. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I sound like a boring dick and this is when I'm trying hard to summarise everything. It still ends up being really long and uninteresting. =/ I don't want to post this but feel asif I should cos I havn't for a while? ehh what the heck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378194303515176866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SqMvOWINL6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/JqEbmoeS_tM/s200/6a00e5508e95a988330120a57d14ee970c-640wi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lol, giant bra and undies. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7703722177808863815?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7703722177808863815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/09/drained-like-sink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7703722177808863815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7703722177808863815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/09/drained-like-sink.html' title='Drained like a Sink'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SqMvOWINL6I/AAAAAAAAAMw/JqEbmoeS_tM/s72-c/6a00e5508e95a988330120a57d14ee970c-640wi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8652135248080970209</id><published>2009-08-26T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T03:46:11.325-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Timing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today I had an array of bad timing. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to school thinking I was on time, but really, I wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;Recess was extended by 20 mins so we had a shortened textiles class, not that I'm complaining cause I hate this sewing business...&lt;br /&gt;As mum drove me to the station, the train left &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; as we got there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When I went to Miss Lau's to hand in my resume, she had a 'be back in 5 mins' sign out the front door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;When i went to catch the 59 tram to The Royal Children's Hospital;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;First tram, traffic lights prevented me from crossing the road. Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Second tram, I was RIGHT there. It zoomed RIGHT passed me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and didn't stop. wtf?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saw Priscilla and Jordan outside their car at around 7pm, texted to say hi, they called afterwards asking if we were near the hospital as they had &lt;b&gt;locked their keys in their car&lt;/b&gt;! noooo. We could have given them a lift as they live so close! Argh felt so bad, sorry!! Shona must be wondering where her family are hahahahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On another note, I went to the city today to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) Hand in my resume and have a chat to the owner/manager&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Visit my little cousin who is in hospital =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Very ambigious answers, have no idea if I'll get called back or not. Made a fool of myself on a few occasions and got completely owned. Felt like an idiot noob, and the pms-mode didn't help. Was put on the spot, but of course you'd have to be. Should have been more prepared, cause I ALWAYS think of awesome things to say AFTER I leave. MOFO, CURSES I TELLS YA! D=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Wish me luck. Pity me, hire me. =[ =[ =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8652135248080970209?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8652135248080970209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/bad-timing.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8652135248080970209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8652135248080970209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/bad-timing.html' title='Bad Timing'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1803449042115068846</id><published>2009-08-24T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T23:35:49.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things Have Changed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I was filling out my application for a General Pants summer casual job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I realised I had a normal casual job application filled out from February early this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What caught my eye was one of the question I had to answer, which was "describe yourself in 5 words". Guess what I wrote in February? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Organised&lt;br /&gt;3. Talkative&lt;br /&gt;4. Polite&lt;br /&gt;5. Funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And look what I wrote this time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. Motivated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. Organized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. Humourous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. Perfectionist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. Free spirited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Haaa.. what the heck happened to me??&lt;br /&gt;Where'd happy go off to? My my my..&lt;br /&gt;How I perceive myself now.. is like an uptight bitch. 'free spirited' was only added in there cause I ran out of adjectives. Shoulda wrote 'boring', since I can't even find 5 adjectives to describe myself, gosh. Maybe this is what VCE does to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I still have my funny in me ;D&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I spelt 'organized' wrong (with an s). Heh, there's my inner prescriptivist linguist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373785195107080242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SpOFKdWcWDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eahQOspmudA/s200/tumblr_kopnhlJOa71qzeqvqo1_500.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still loving Emma Watson (L)__(L)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ohh ohh my job thingy is tomorrow, no need to wish me luck - I'm not gonna get the gig (reverse psychology on myself). (yn)&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I WANT MY HAPPY BACK ! :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1803449042115068846?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1803449042115068846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-have-changed.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1803449042115068846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1803449042115068846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/things-have-changed.html' title='Things Have Changed'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SpOFKdWcWDI/AAAAAAAAAMo/eahQOspmudA/s72-c/tumblr_kopnhlJOa71qzeqvqo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8880287790477189254</id><published>2009-08-24T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T01:03:07.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subject to Public Scrutiny</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Upon the gradual realisation that people indeed come by my blog (due to my stupidity in plugging/linking it on msn) - I now can't say things I really mean. Dangit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am not able to talk about things freely. But then again, this blog was not meant to be anything to chronicle my thoughts, it was meant to be for fun.. and fashion. Once again I've failed to grasp the original point I decided for at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people only talk to me when they need something. It's true. After about a minute after posting it o Facebook (honestly I have no one else to tell it to), someone sees it and may/may not comment it. But hey, that's karma for ya. I remember always seeming to talk to people only when I needed help; whether it be a computer problem or a general problem. At least I acknoledge it's a shit act and I always always thank them repeatedly after wards. I don't seem to get the same response I dish out though, unfortunately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lastly, some people are really immature. I am too, but at least I'm not completely rude and ignorant of other's feelings. Maybe I'm just particularly sensitive. But wouldn't that suggest to someone not to do anything to upset me? Fuck. There's a line isn't there? Maybe I just see beyond what's really there but I do get the feeling that there's more to it than a little joke. It is condescending and, even if you disagree, as long as someone finds something offensive, then it is. Your intentions don't mean jack if that person sees it in a different way. After all, they're the ones that are copping your shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. if anyone reads this, gg for wasting your time. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8880287790477189254?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8880287790477189254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/subject-to-public-scrutiny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8880287790477189254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8880287790477189254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/subject-to-public-scrutiny.html' title='Subject to Public Scrutiny'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2176652643846246248</id><published>2009-08-23T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T00:53:57.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hooray! First 'normal' weekend I've had in 2 months =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SLEPT IN. Was meant to be a productive day with sewing and english language essay sac prepping..&lt;br /&gt;I managed to make one jumper thing for mummy, but mid-way through making a particularly annoying chiffon top, I decided to multi task and watch Harry Potter 5 while sewing. Ooops. Got side tracked and ended up just watching the movie, lost motivation and gave up on the stupid top. Then bummed around til dinner time, in which I started my English Language Essay preparation but ended up just writing the entire essay.. Oh and lastly staying up to watch the Miss HK pageant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;woke up super early (8am lmao)&lt;br /&gt;Met Emily and Molly at Box Hill - creeeepy place in the early morn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Camberwell Market, didn't buy anything, trawled around, saw an awesome girl wearing a cow jumpsuit omggg, wanted to take a picture of her, but she went to the toilet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trained to Flinders, Molly and Emily were starving from the 40hr famine, they made me feel hungry too lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Walked to Lindt Cafe for hot chocolate and macarons &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Split up; they went to Degraves for lunch, I trammed to Brunswick St&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to shop, bought some stuff ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Visited Leanne's work, had lunch there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It was gooood food, I ate all of it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Walked to the Designer Warehouse Sale thing, got a Scanlan&amp;amp;Theodore black top for $5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Regretted it, it was second hand and I'll need to add a lace collar to it cause it kinda sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Trammed back to City centre, dropped by Lady to show the S.A my media thingy. She was nice about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dropped by Miss Lau to ask about the sales assistant position. WEEEEE. I may have a chance of working thereeee (yn). Well, she didn't say no. She said to come back with my CV on Wednesday. I've got it all figured out; Wednesday, we shall see what happens after that. I will be able to work weekends and maybe afterschool (only Friday nights), I will be fully available during September holidays to work, as well as Christmas holiday period. (yn) pleasepleaseplease I need this jobbbbb ! Problems; if Wednesday fails, and if she realises I'm only 17 she might have second thoughts. I said i was a 'student', but m face would imply uni student. dangit. WISH ME LUCK D=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wore blue coloured tights. Wow. Again with the staring, I don't understand! It's blue; are you feeling it ? ;]&lt;br /&gt;People usually don't read my posts, but look at the 'pretty pictures'&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, there are no pretty pictures for your perusal today, byebye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2176652643846246248?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2176652643846246248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2176652643846246248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2176652643846246248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/first.html' title='Weekend Summary'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1797361531606376885</id><published>2009-08-22T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T05:38:22.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Cup of Stamina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mannn, everytime someone tells me they read my blog (and I never knew) - I am motivated to post hahaha. This time, it's in the case of Yikun, who asked me bout a jacket alteration. Hahaha, told you I'd expose ya ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About stamina, I have none. Stamina has taken a rather sexual connotation.. damnit. I mean energy. How can people go out on Friday nights when they've been super tired from school? Last night, Shona and I went to the city after school - for fashion week ticket buying, dinner, and late night shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At one point after Max Brenners', we were stumbling around Melbourne Central cackling and tripping over. What the he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ck? Anyways, after dinner and the ticket buying, we realised we had no more money left. =[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stop rambling and just jump to the bit where Shona stacked it on the nature strip when trying to walk home ;D ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ahh Miss HK is on tv now, gonna end this right here. LOL&lt;br /&gt;What a pathetic post. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372766443339884802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/So_mnTRpqQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/DOdbCinTzXA/s200/il_430xN_45702598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want these. That's all ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1797361531606376885?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1797361531606376885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/cup-of-stamina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1797361531606376885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1797361531606376885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/cup-of-stamina.html' title='A Cup of Stamina'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/So_mnTRpqQI/AAAAAAAAAMg/DOdbCinTzXA/s72-c/il_430xN_45702598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7306198264637071664</id><published>2009-08-16T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T04:12:04.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mindless Jabber</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think it's bloody hilarious that I &lt;i&gt;try&lt;/i&gt; at school and get called a nerd (highest frequency occurs after we recieve sac/test scores and people ask me what I get) - but I hope to work in relation to the fashion industry. errrr whut? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Isn't it strange that a lot of the crappy singers on Aus Idol are fobby asians? and people on Facebook are writing things like "lol at that asian girl.. hahah what the hell" in response to her shit voice. Why does the adjective 'asian' have to be used though? What correlation does asian ethnicity have to do with good singing? Ergh. Must be the easiest way to describe them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel quite shit and friendless, I am dead. Media. Go. Away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yesterday Fion got a taster of 'a day in the life of Julie'. He came over at around 4pm to help me with Photoshop and decision making and such. Oh poor guy. So boring and tedious work and he was really bored, but because I am me, I didn't stop even though I was just as tired and bored as he was. Oh dear, sorry and thankyou Fion =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I really want to sew and get some projects off my list, but I am far too tired to start. Bleurgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ummm, my Media production is pretty much finished. We have the whole week to tweak it and print it out so hopefully I will actually have a "decent" weekend next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My mood reflects Melbourne's weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;That's self explanatory, I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have absolutely no idea what I'm typing. Might just go now. Bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7306198264637071664?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7306198264637071664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/mindless-jabber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7306198264637071664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7306198264637071664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/mindless-jabber.html' title='Mindless Jabber'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8936058072102713033</id><published>2009-08-13T04:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T05:26:37.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jumbled Brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here are some examples of my current train of thought, and reasons why I should be in a clinic and not sitting here typing this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It took me 12 tries to actually sign into Blogger, to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Media SAC is tomorrow, period 1. I'm not stressed, and I'm stressed that I'm not stressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just forgot what I was going to type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah, I'm super excited about sleeping early tonight to prep for tomorrow (10.30pm baby!)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Leanne and I are in amidst starting up a micro micro micro business, I just need to get my shit sorted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Gonna get the foundation basics right during school and weekends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then make products and develop concepts and shoot look book in september holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And launch in summer holidays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Unsure if we're gonna go through with it, but if successful it will be very beneficial in more ways than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My left foot is about to cramp, it really kinda hurts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want those Chanel booties, there's some in similar shape and has two bows at some asian store in Melbourne Central. Me want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Working with 2 laptops is really good. I feel like I'm multitasking even though I'm neglecting one or the other at any time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I smell like a bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oops, Leanne is talking to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I want to make floral tights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need to make my green dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I must make/finish my tassel necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have to stop eating chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh yeah I bought another Josua Andreas dress ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Still waiting for the deets to get emailed to me about Fashion Week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Typing on this keyboard is annoying and weird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've probably gotta stop bs-ing now, I've run out of things to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Just thought I'd post something since I havn't in so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm drowning in Media. It's literally everywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I basically havn't had a relaxing day off in 2 months now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;To put it frankly, I've basically been going to school non-stop for 7 days a week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Weekends aren't even real weekends. I'm doing the same shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I spontaneously whipped up a weird neckpiece thing the other night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I am still contemplating doing Marketing in Uni. baaaah? orals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel light headed all of a sudden..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wish I had awesome clothes and style. Alas, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Waiting for my hair to dryyyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The most popular search for this blog is 'asian insults' lolol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Running out of time for my media production, it sucks anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Damn you time, why can't I buy more of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I feel a bit friendless right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually, just a bit cloudy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need a holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Man, I need a lot of things =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm an easily influenced good-for-nothing consumerist, I've decided.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The phone's ringing and it's pissing me off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ergh, I have to do everything don't I? It's not even for my benefit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's gonna be a fashion show at Emmaus College!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I bought plastic earrings in the shape of a cow that looks like a cookie, off etsy.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Omgggg. just got an email from the seller saying they misplaced the earrings and have now received a full refund back =[. Rather have the earrings. Bleurgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok I think that's enough. That was literally thought by thought, not edited, just whatever popped into my head. Now you can see how messed up it is in there? Bunch of erratic shit, really. There was an interval of about 2-10 seconds per line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There will be no pictures as I havn't got any on this new laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Goodnight! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8936058072102713033?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8936058072102713033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/jumbled-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8936058072102713033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8936058072102713033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/08/jumbled-brain.html' title='Jumbled Brain'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6243208387157147166</id><published>2009-07-31T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T01:53:59.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Birthday Appreciation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My birthday was yesterday, yay. I enjoyed it more than last year's. I liked the fact that it was treated just like any other school day. On many occasions I actually forgot it was my birthday lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I thought everyone would forget, but a lot of people remembered this year. It made me believe I have friends, but realistically it is all thanks to Facebook's updates. I feel awkwardly sorry for the people who started talking to me but forgot ;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyways, I know nobody will read this but just wanted to say thankyou for all the happy birthday msgs! Who would have thought two little words could make me feel a teensy bit acknowledged? Thanks everyone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;FAQs 'what did you get?'. My pre-recorded response: "it's ironic because I didn't ask for anything this year but I ended up getting the most things. They were early presents, and include an ASUS laptop, a Nikon DSLR and a mannequin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today is strange. Today I am wearing mostly black. The most monochromatic attire I have ever worn in a long time (since working at Myer). I always wear colour, I feel uneasy if I don't. Can't say the same for my shoes though, I have so many black pairs and I'm confused as to why I own black footwear if I wear colourful clothes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364531692565577458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SnKlJuGyPvI/AAAAAAAAALg/WNs_-cT30i8/s320/DSC06291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is me looking stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364535534965822226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SnKopYKZExI/AAAAAAAAAMI/xaypDmDib9k/s200/DSC06297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Neck collar thing I made from the hem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;of the Josua Andreas dress I bought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364535964170728066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SnKpCXE0MoI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/5lvknrvI5kA/s200/DSC06301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The fabric of this skirt feels weird,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;like a plastic texture on the dots if you look closely.&lt;br /&gt;The print is interesting though. Quite easy to sew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364536502334508018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SnKphr5Dy_I/AAAAAAAAAMY/I0WzyxNPMHM/s200/DSC06303.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shoes from the Bett's sale.&lt;br /&gt;I popped in for a free birthday Boost juice&lt;br /&gt;and a few other errands, and end up&lt;br /&gt;walking out with a new pair of shoes. Again, black?&lt;br /&gt;They remind me of irish dancing shoes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gonna go restart the laptop to download msn again! It's been screwed for the past week and I havn't been bothered fixing it. ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-6243208387157147166?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/6243208387157147166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-birthday-appreciation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6243208387157147166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6243208387157147166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/post-birthday-appreciation.html' title='Post Birthday Appreciation'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SnKlJuGyPvI/AAAAAAAAALg/WNs_-cT30i8/s72-c/DSC06291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-437403593225406551</id><published>2009-07-29T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T05:57:52.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Julie's back. Well, somewhat. I'm feeling slightly more chirpy so pms is slowly fading away back into the womb (pardon my french). Lots of things on my mind lately. Consisting of: my media photoshoot, career options and plans, fashion and styling ideas, sewing projects, uni open days, my todo list, short courses I wanna do, photography, a seperate photoshoot to redeem myself, so on and so forth. It may seem ok to be thinking about all the above at any given time, but thinking about all of the above simultaneously really damages your brain. So I stopped that, went to shower, came back and blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, I keep forgetting it's my birthday tomorrow. 17. Earlier this year, I kept thinking I was already 17, but then during sometime onwards I went back to thinking I was 16. So what am I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There's nothing I really need to talk about here. If I start on the topic of careers/uni it will start a drizzle of sentences and theories. Basically, I'm looking at a job that's 70% corporate, 30% creative. Anything else besides marketing that fulfils my requirement? If so, let me know yo. (fashion industry related job to is where I wanna be).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just wanted to write something else on top of my pms-induced depression rant to make up for the crappiness and to show that I really can be normal(ish). It's just that pms takes over my life, well and truly. If you know a cure, also pray tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A picture that I've gathered through trawling the internet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(image via stylebubble.typepad.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363863571485513682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SnBFf9INV9I/AAAAAAAAALY/JsEevJfT7nw/s320/Marit+Fujiwara1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Re-posting pictures that have already been posted via another blog is bad, bad, bad. But really, omgsh, my eyes were like O___O and I nearly drooled from starring for so long. How is this magic possible ?! It looks like abstract impressionism, or a Monet painting, or like a little kid and smothered a canvas with coloured paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me likey. Me wanty. Me cry-y?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Goodnight! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-437403593225406551?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/437403593225406551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-whos-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/437403593225406551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/437403593225406551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/guess-whos-back.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Back'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SnBFf9INV9I/AAAAAAAAALY/JsEevJfT7nw/s72-c/Marit+Fujiwara1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-4369402378098560270</id><published>2009-07-27T01:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T02:10:24.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the PMS Talking, I Swear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I feel a constant disappointment, and the reason why I'm blogging is I've got no one to talk to, Twitter is too contained within 140 characters to vent, besides that people keep telling me I stress too much and I probably annoy them, and I'm not talking to anybody.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back to the disappointment bit, this is mostly all about my media production photoshoot. I completely regret my idea and have painfully forced myself to go ahead with what I have down in my folio anyways because I kept telling myself I had no time to start over - but I could have, in the two week holidays. I chose not to, and instead worked myself silly sewing up all those things and going out the days I wasn't sewing. So much for a holiday. So instead of feeling refreshed and ready for a new term, I have felt drained, tired and wanting to go on a break ever since the first day of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After looking at heaps of pictures on the internet, fashion photography, campaigns, even 'normal people's pictures via Lookbook.nu - makes me feel like a fool. I know I can do so much better than produce mismatched, slightly comedic and cheesy mediocre pictures with no real intention or link to any of them; instead looking messy and juvenille. No amount of post-production editing can save it I don't think. I will attempt the editing again but I don't want to crowd the page with too much shit. Argh not in the mood. I'm not sure, I'm not exactly an optimistic thinker..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Forgot to ask my media teacher how the criteria of the production is marked. I told Emma in maths this morning that, if I know I cover all the aspects of the criteria and it doesn't solely depend on how good/original/visually appealing the photos look, then I should be safe. This is my only form of optimistic thinking and I'm trying to find solace by knowing that as long as I get a good mark, I won't care how the photos look like. It's hard to think like this as I would never normally do something when I hate it that much. But as I have a folio to follow/match, I am left with no choice but to only make small changes here and there and annotate them with a big red pen on the folio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's good to let this all out here, I've just been wallowing around, avoiding homework (motivation at an all time low, here). I think to redeem myself, I'm going to do a photoshoot in my spare time once all this is finished. It will be for no reason, but a good reference point for whenever I may need it. This photoshoot will probably be what I &lt;i&gt;wanted&lt;/i&gt; my media production to look like. The post-folio idea I thought of when I decided mine sucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I chose my idea in the first place is blamed on VCE Top Arts and my own stupidity. Arts is nothing close to media. I did not need to have any underlying messages if I didn't want to; especially cause I am doing fashion, my intention need only be to market fashion and advertise pieces etc. Why did I need to have a full on story about society and all that bullshit? That forced me to choose a 'stereotypes' idea, as that was my only social message I could think about that has any relation to fashion whatsoever. This leads to the styling looking very 'costumey' as the model has to be a stereotyped character, and then that leads to the slightly comedic poses and cheesiness. This is certainly NOT what a fashion company looks for when they select a theme for advertising. Oh dear me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All in all, I don't know what to make of the photos. I don't know what to think. I will just soldier on with them, think up new ideas on the spot and work around it.. I am a fairly organised and structured person, I like having set tasks and things like that; but when it comes to creativity I cannot be restricted and confined.. otherwise shit like this happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Stop that now. Stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On an unrelated note, Leanne and I were talking about friends last night. After jokingly saying I pretty much have no friends, ironically today, none of my usual group of friends were at school today. None of them. I am confused, they must either be dead or in jail as they never skip school. Something must have happened. Again today I pretended to be happy but my acting skills were a bit rusty and pms took over in both mood and pain, so I scrapped it and put on sad face all day. I sat with some other friendly girlies at recess and lunch, and that was fun, apart from me still being sad and projecting sadness wherever I go. Lol. Soz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Umm, this is beginning to resemble my old blog which I have now quit. I was just like a vent blog where I would post things straight onto the page without drafting (I never draft anyways) and it was just filled with rambles and bitching and all that jazz. That was last year. Those posts were essays long, I'd say thousand words plus. Funnily enough, the year before that was all happy chappy, every blog was filled with diary entry style posts with just updates on things I did on the day, and funny situations which still make me laugh now. I guess it was a happy year for me, unless I happened to just ignore the shit happenings of Year 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yr9 = happy posts, funny posts, laugh-y posts&lt;br /&gt;Yr10 = angry posts, raging, ranting and venting frustration&lt;br /&gt;Yr11 = chronic depressing posts with a mix of fashion?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok let's end this crack pot with some pictures, shall we? And I sure hope you didn't read any of the above. I'm just a useless sad betch.&lt;br /&gt;K lawl ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sm1tGWhS-fI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TySjc9RB7qU/s1600-h/271242_650IMG_2308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363062687160007154" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sm1tGWhS-fI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TySjc9RB7qU/s320/271242_650IMG_2308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sm1sRlvhGmI/AAAAAAAAALA/A4BRtTPmbQc/s1600-h/271292_p_801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363061780713118306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sm1sRlvhGmI/AAAAAAAAALA/A4BRtTPmbQc/s320/271292_p_801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sm1tGWhS-fI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TySjc9RB7qU/s1600-h/271242_650IMG_2308.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363061600234147154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sm1sHFZ-jVI/AAAAAAAAAK4/ocZItLN1CwI/s320/271080_looook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If there's anyway someone can help me out; I simply just want this sort of ethereal type hue on my pictures so they don't look like they're stock images or something lol. It's a basic task on Photoshop, but I don't seem to get the right tones I want, and end up desaturating them too much. It's so funny that a few colour changes can turn a picture from mediocre to amazing and other worldly. This poses the question - do you think these pictures are edited? Or a case of lucky lighting and a DSLR. Images from Lookbook.Nu &amp;amp; I'm sorry if I'm not allowed to take them. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-4369402378098560270?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/4369402378098560270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-pm-talking-i-swear.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4369402378098560270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4369402378098560270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-pm-talking-i-swear.html' title='It&apos;s the PMS Talking, I Swear!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sm1tGWhS-fI/AAAAAAAAALQ/TySjc9RB7qU/s72-c/271242_650IMG_2308.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-514830037100742291</id><published>2009-07-18T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:02:53.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Birthday, Belated Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I intended to do this post about a week ago, but I couldn't remeber anything funny and significant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had my early birthday dinner thing during the holidays (my cunning plan to get it over and done with, and an early precaution to make sure everyone was available on the night so I would have no bailers like I normally do.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360028018668367138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SmKlFZbebSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/V9Nm0sVrlpQ/s320/17thbdayinvite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the invite I emailed to my guests, a measly attempt to spare me from typing out the details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sushi train bar was fun, I put the camera on record and placed it on the conveyor belt ;]&lt;br /&gt;Eating wasabi, asking "what's that?", feeling dizzy from the rotating food, using chopsticks, not knowing how to pay, being cheap asians and checking the plate prices.. chyeah lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert at Max Brenner, I ordered the popsicle fondue and it was cute as a button. lol @ Leanne's non-chocolate drink, which turned out to be delicious. lol @ Olivia asking for an empty cup and coming out with a take away chocolate lick. I'm pretty sure sushi and chocolate have a rare side effect as we all felt a bit tipsy afterwards. I was tottering, stumbling and cackling like a psycho bogan in Melbourne Central. Classy. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was hilarious, scary Drag Me To Hell trailor in the previews was not. At one point I grabbed Leanne's arm and screamed, which made her scream, which made me scream even louder and burst into laughter at the stupidity of it. This happened throughout the entire 5 minute preview. We watched the Hangover, btw. Re-tard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we walked down to the station and Leanne and I had a 'guess what they're saying' game. I don't know how to explain it and I won't try to, but we were on the verge of crying. Had many an awkward encounter when the people we laughed at happened to be on the same train as us. I think people were under the impression that we were hooligans, the way we were carrying about. D=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I was in a relatively psychotic overly happy mood the entire evening which was good considering I was quite a grumpy lump the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone enjoyed themselves and had a good Friday evening ;D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming guys, I should have said that on the night lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360031114834192514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SmKn5ni7qII/AAAAAAAAAKw/EtyX-_8DE7A/s320/5656_102235033619_642793619_2049806_6221873_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately, I have no other pictures. I brought my DSLR for no reason. If you have any pictures (ahem, Shona &amp;amp; Belinda) please kindly send 'em over yo. Thankyou's. &lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-514830037100742291?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/514830037100742291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/early-birthday-belated-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/514830037100742291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/514830037100742291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/early-birthday-belated-post.html' title='Early Birthday, Belated Post'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SmKlFZbebSI/AAAAAAAAAKo/V9Nm0sVrlpQ/s72-c/17thbdayinvite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8498767552384345845</id><published>2009-07-18T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T21:42:06.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pretty Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's so bright and happy this weekend! yay, but I can bet you anything when school starts tomorrow the weather will resemble something like Voldemort with a bad cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I havn't been bothered with blogging lately but thanks to Albert who reads my blogs (?!) LOL, he has 'inspired' me to mindlessly type out irrelevant aspects of my boring life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I woke up really early and realised my alarm hadn't even went off yet, so I waited for my alarm?? So I got up and started sewing straight away, groggy eyed and breakfastless. I made a gold lace clutch with a bow for Shona's birthday present. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I forgot to take a picture damnit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I then had lunch and waited for mum to drive me to Eastland, where I picked up a few things - foundation, lollies, myer feedback form..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We went to pick up grandma from the doctor's, got home and realised it was 4pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;PANICCCC. Had to be at the station at 4.20pm for Shona's dinner!&lt;br /&gt;I had to get ready, organise Shona and Celesta's presents, write the cards and shove things in my bag in 10 minutes lawl. Got to station in time, gave the presents out on the bus yadadada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Dinner at Nudle, Movies - Bruno lol. and Dessert at The Coffee Club. Weeee yay Shona &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Slept in yooo, finally got dressed, went to Claypot somethingsomething with the family in Glen for lunch. I always order the crap tasting stuff =[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;drove home, here I am now, about to do homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Good heavens, this has got to be the worst post I've ever written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At least I'm in a considerably good mood, funny what the weather does to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Thanks Albert, you screwed me over. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8498767552384345845?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8498767552384345845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/pretty-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8498767552384345845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8498767552384345845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/pretty-weekend.html' title='Pretty Weekend'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8880874163833034384</id><published>2009-07-07T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:15:31.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Procrastinated Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I finally got around to taking all the pictures of my sewing projects this holidays! (after completing my last one today; a black and white cotton blouse for grandma).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A little delayed but better than nothing and I actually DID keep my 'promise' from the last post that they would be here on Tuesday. I painstakingly forced myself to camwhore and change into all the outfits because stupidly enough, my dressform/mannequin, whose sole purpose in life is to wear things; did not fit into some of the things I made due to the cut and shape. Shame on you, Manny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Before I start bombarding this post with pictures, I want to share this picture. I repacked my wardrobe space earlier last week, to get rid of clothes and make everything neat.&lt;br /&gt;This picture is a constant reminder that I should feel guilty when I say: "I have nothing to wear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355612396734840546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL1GX4O_uI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PH0VAkPM2_E/s320/DSC_0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That is two drawers of tops and some dresses.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like a Camberwell Market stall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok this post is going to be painful. It takes quite some time to upload each picture and I have to keep moving the picture in place =[&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dresses:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355612857731946370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL1hNOgl4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/U1ABjq6wcYc/s320/DSC06204.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually made this dress ages ago. I stuffed it up, so mum took it apart and redid it. I tried it on and the arm holes were too small! Mummy never got around to fixing it, so I did. Yay! If you can't see it properly, it's a cream linen skirt with a patterned silk/chiffon layer over the top, with a peter pan collar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355614207884347682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL2vy77SSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/DqE122MdGng/s320/DSC06207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a dress I bought at Retrostar last year during work experience, for $10. Eww, why did I buy an 80's dress?! It was sooo big, went down to my calves, extremely big shoulders, waist was elasticed but too loose. I cut off the hem, hemmed it, folded the top down to the waist and sewed it, then gathered the shoulder bit to make it come in more. Wow. It took me one year to alter a dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355621872893237666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL9t9UdGaI/AAAAAAAAAIY/n2Etfgsct5s/s320/DSC_0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This dress looks a bit out of place on Manny, lol. It's the only dress out of all the ones I made that actually fit her. It's made from an old Vogue pattern. Sooo simple. I'm actually going to make a version of this for textiles this term. I like the lace collar. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL3jyfLLPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qjUZxCewd5M/s1600-h/DSC06209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355615101116951794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL3jyfLLPI/AAAAAAAAAHY/qjUZxCewd5M/s320/DSC06209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL3xFE-8GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B9dMzAWaMMo/s1600-h/DSC06213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355615329445671010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL3xFE-8GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/B9dMzAWaMMo/s320/DSC06213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This dress was made from scratch. I bought the fabric super cheap from Sydney and it's been sitting in my tub for months! The design was derived off a dress I saw in shopnastygal.com. Teal top was made from leftover Vermont Formal dress material, patterned chiffon gathered in the sweetheart neckline, and eggplant purple polyester as the underskirt lining (you can't see it). I actually made the top too small (stupid stupid) and had to add extra material and a zip. You can see in the second picture it's sort of ruined. Also, I should have pressed everything before taking pictures. Satin ain't attractive under the light. &gt;__&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL4vJ81hXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/e0Wz4Qo0y0k/s1600-h/DSC06216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355616395905566066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL4vJ81hXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/e0Wz4Qo0y0k/s320/DSC06216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL8F_4iAaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/e8a2tYzSVfA/s1600-h/DSC06222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355620086875029922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL8F_4iAaI/AAAAAAAAAH4/e8a2tYzSVfA/s320/DSC06222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is the Josua Andreas dress I bought at Fashion Incubator, for... $10! Sooo gooood, except it had black paint on the hem and was a size XL. Not to worry, as I snipped the hem off and made a neck thing (pictured below). I unpicked the top from the skirt, gathered the skirt with elastic, took in all the darts on the top by heaps, re-stitched top back to skirt (stupidly realised that the elastic is pointless when you sew it together). As a result of said stupidity, I had to add in a zip and it looks ugly. I took in the arm hole area by handstitching it in, and also handstitched the hem. Because of the ugliness around the waist area, I took this sash I made ages ago and just attached the damn thing onto the dress. Voila. LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL9I9eNzcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UpWa6WCnnRk/s1600-h/DSC06224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355621237279018434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL9I9eNzcI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UpWa6WCnnRk/s320/DSC06224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL8vRXW2vI/AAAAAAAAAII/bxYDKAD3ClI/s1600-h/DSC06226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355620795942361842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL8vRXW2vI/AAAAAAAAAII/bxYDKAD3ClI/s320/DSC06226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This wasn't actually made in the holidays, I half finished it ages ago then just recently handstitched the straps on. Yeah, the satin looks absolutely shocking under the light unpressed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm unimpressed, too. The navy pleats remind me of armour or an alligator, for some reason. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tops:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355623233392121682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL-9Jkql1I/AAAAAAAAAIo/JTfobVEHF_4/s320/DSC06233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This blouse was meant for mummy. Only I stuffed it up and it doesn't fit her, so I took it under my wing. I traced and cut the shape out of a tank top and used a pattern for the sleeves. It's fully lined with two layers of chiffon and it's actually &lt;i&gt;pretty&lt;/i&gt; on the inside; which is a first for me. I added the little tie-up bit at the front, and it makes a big difference. As for the skirt, hahaha, 50c at a church op shop. Thanks for taking me, Shona!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355624294800424818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL_67oH_3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/80-6UWO_Rxw/s320/DSC_0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ahh, bliss. The last garment in my to do list. This was made for grandma (havn't shown her yet, let's hope it fits her!) The sewing machine was dying and wouldn't co-operate. Had bits of thread clumping up and making hideous sounds and I wanted to cry. Do not buy a Brother if you're a beginning.&lt;br /&gt;It will only stunt your growth, anyways. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355628027460492114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMDUM3om1I/AAAAAAAAAJA/ZYBX2kaVzB4/s320/DSC_0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just machine stitched the noughts and crosses pattern onto a plain top (bought it). I used the tab thing on the machine to continuously go back and forth on the needle and yeah, didn't come out too much of a disaster! Yay. Noughts won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355624566212139394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMAKutuGYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bmWg2HCsex4/s320/DSC_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tried it again on a plain white t-shirt. Fail. I wanted my Milk Carton logo on it, ended up having to change it a bit and I don't even know what the hell this is. Eurgh. Waste of time. I looks better in person than in the picture though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Skirts:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355629586419446082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMEu8cacUI/AAAAAAAAAJI/kYX12q9MgA4/s320/DSC06235.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You'll never guess that this skirt used to be &lt;i&gt;pants&lt;/i&gt;! Bought some velvet ugly wide leg pants from Clear-It for $1, and unpicked down the crotch seams to join them together. Took me like 10mins, and it's really figure hugging. Looks like something the mother of The Adam's Family would wear, no? I need to make the back slit a little bigger because at the moment, I don't walk; I waddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355630449937244882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMFhNTGYtI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/IIQJGXSfYZ4/s320/DSC06236.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My first gathered skirt - made without a pattern. It was originally floor length but I decided I would never wear it, so I gave it the chop. Added some military style metal buttons, reminds me of Mickey Mouse for some reason. Fabric keeps frayinggg! I need an overlocker. And omgsh, what happened to my top? Yuck! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355631260452638690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMGQYtBz-I/AAAAAAAAAJg/agXr4Z2in64/s320/DSC06249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The fabric is quite decieving, it doesn't look like this in person, as Leanne found out. We now have matching skirts, wew. I sold one to her ;] Lol at my weird posey thing. Ergh 11 years of ballet and all I know is how to lift up my leg and move my arm a little.. hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355631256452571522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMGQJzVoYI/AAAAAAAAAJY/9BQn-j0gDYM/s320/DSC06244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This skirt was made for Valerie (sorry for wearing it here darling). It didn't need a zipper because of the stretchy fabric yay! Again a decieving fabric. It's actually a silvery mauve lycra with a bit of sheen when the light hits it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMHRYJh6cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XS9BVAivtj4/s1600-h/DSC06237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355632376995244482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMHRYJh6cI/AAAAAAAAAJo/XS9BVAivtj4/s320/DSC06237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMH40cUS-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/cTGcO0qILF4/s1600-h/DSC06242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355633054605134818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMH40cUS-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/cTGcO0qILF4/s320/DSC06242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355633499387264482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMIStYo_eI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/7j4pm8n_gAA/s320/DSC06243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This was a difficult one. The fabric is upholstery material with a slight plastic-y backing. Hard to sew, pin and handle. I started it before holidays and gave up cause I got the fit all wrong - but decided to give it a go last week. The side is all pleated and draped over to the other side, with a metal zip.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I'll go wearing it out.. it's actually pretty comfortable to walk in, don't know about sitting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMJMCvD7GI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aE4DmMsc1A8/s1600-h/DSC06252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355634484370992226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMJMCvD7GI/AAAAAAAAAKA/aE4DmMsc1A8/s320/DSC06252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMJlU1_rvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/h1XY4cBqFIo/s1600-h/DSC06253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355634918728642290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMJlU1_rvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/h1XY4cBqFIo/s320/DSC06253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMJlU1_rvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/h1XY4cBqFIo/s1600-h/DSC06253.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow, the most decieving of them all. This skirt is the same fabric as the blouse I made for mummy, with a chocolate satin underskirt. With the flash hits, obviously the navy chiffon goes see-through and all that's visible is the brown. No. So I got closer to the camera and it turned into that. Ehhh what can ya do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accessories:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355635768661308146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMKWzFu8vI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hDbz_lrnc7Y/s320/DSC_0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Picked up this tie thing in a 20c box in Clear-It; as there was 20% off accessories, it ended up being 15c. LOL. It was attached to this piece of fabric that probably used to belong to a top. I flipped the thing over to the other side so you see both the ends of the ties, and the black neck band was unpicked from the Josua Andreas dress I mentioned previously. Mummy loves it, and so do I. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355635772622989746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMKXB2RabI/AAAAAAAAAKY/3wdcWQV-BXc/s320/DSC_0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Made from left over polar fleece from my plaid cape jacket (see previous posts), I painstakingly cut out little leaf shapes from a 1m x 1m piece of fabric. I sewed them all together, then again, then again, then again. Mr Machine wasn't helping at all, catching thread and screwing me over. But I got it done, and presented it to mummy. Mum wanted to cry she was so happy ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355637146863650722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlMLnBSxx6I/AAAAAAAAAKg/0f1nlaVc6Bw/s320/DSC_0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lastly, this was taken off the bubble hem on the Josua Andreas dress. I just joined the seams together and flipped it over, handstitched the ends, and sewed the silver military button to it. Looks a bit strange but I'll find a way to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And that's the end of my monster post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Hope you like my pink wall in the lounge room ;]&lt;br /&gt;- I shouldn't have done that, cos I havn't worn those clothes out yet..&lt;br /&gt;- I'm wearing one of those garments for my birthday evening.&lt;br /&gt;Can you guess which one?&lt;br /&gt;- I was meant to be succinct (a goal for this blog) but I failed&lt;br /&gt;- I just ate heaps of pizza. Could this be heart burn? LOL&lt;br /&gt;- Thankyou to my dieing Sony digicam, Nikon DSLR and trusty tripod!&lt;br /&gt;- Please don't laugh at my 'poses'. I feel like a tb hypocrite. Nooo!&lt;br /&gt;- Wish I had a model, so there'd be no public humiliation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Wish I had a model, so there'd be no 10 second self timer.&lt;br /&gt;- Happy birthday to Fion &amp;amp; Emily R, and Celesta for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8880874163833034384?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8880874163833034384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/procrastinated-promise.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8880874163833034384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8880874163833034384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/procrastinated-promise.html' title='A Procrastinated Promise'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SlL1GX4O_uI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PH0VAkPM2_E/s72-c/DSC_0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8052607201776575745</id><published>2009-07-05T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T02:33:04.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tale of Julie's Sunday Past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a crisp Sunday morning, Julie awoke with sore legs for unknown reasons. She struggled to get out of bed and desperately wished she could sleep in, but alas, she was needed in attendance at promptly 9am at the Station, and forced herself off her warm bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She tottered along the path in her 4 inch heels and noticed how pretty the suburbs were in the morning, car-less and fresh-aired. She arrived at the empty station to meet Emily and they waited for dear Bridget's arrival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After what seemed like a 3 hour train ride instead of a mere 30 minutes, they finally hopped off the train into Camberwell Market - again dodging the money collectors upon entry. (hehe) It started to rain and the three girls shared a measly little umbrella between them. Walking along the market they stumbled upon Emily, Molly and Maddy! After a little hello, Julie told them of the Round She Goes Vintage Fair just down the road. Glancing at the rain with a skeptical eye, Emily inquired whether the fair was indoors or outdoors. Upon hearing it was indoors, the three girls jumped in glee and followed the group. When 3 become 6, they became a little tour group. ($2 entry for the fair) The vintage fair was well beyond expectation, assorted fashion, pre-loved designer, hand made jewellery and much more. Julie wondered about having a stall of her own, selling her hand made products and ridding herself of her unwanted garments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As their stomach rumbled angrily, they all decided to part with the beloved vintage fair and head off to lunch. After consulting with the group and asking a few questions, Julie realised the majority had never had Nando's in their life. This was an absolute outrage and she proceeded to drag all of them into Nando's. After a long wait and realising Maccas does not exist in Camberwell anymore, it was unanimous that Nando's was the lunching venue of choice. As Julie could not afford a meal, she ordered a classic wrap on its own; later stealing a sip of Bridget's coke. (muaahaha I have rabies). They located the toilet and emptied their bladders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When all the girls were full they decided to trawl the markets in search for last minute bargains from crazed stall holders. After walking approximately 3 metres, they gave up and headed for the station to the City instead.Their city 'hidden secrets' tour was nonchalantly led by Julie, who seemed to know her way around the hidden maze. They tottered into Lady Boutique, Design a Space, Retrostar, Flinders Lane and Degraves St. (Julie would like to apply at Alice Euphemia, btw)As they hit Collins St from the end of Manchester Lane - they were amazed to see a row of little coloured cars (beatles/mini's?) and luckily Julie managed to video &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;them driving off one after the other. They then conveniently caught the tram to Brunswick St as it arrived just after the video was captured:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvIZuqdZ7YA"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvIZuqdZ7YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Going into Clear-It was a first for some of the tour group; Julie was excited to share another shopping secret. Sadly nothing much was bought, but Julie did manage to find a miniature tie and a zip for a measly 45 cents altogether (and she couldn't even afford that. Thanks Bridget for the poo change shout!). They decided to walk down Brunswick St and Emily then recieved a call from her dear mother. She solemnly departed the group, and then there were 5. Much shoe shopping was done, and the group returned to the City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They entered Big W for Molly to purchase Julie's shoes in brown. The group then walked up to Melbourne Central for a little browse in Fashion Incubator, and then headed to Max Brenner for some take away goodness. Waiting 15 minutes for an order was well worth it.The little group then went down to the station and luckily managed to find seats on the train! There, they pissed train passengers off by consuming delicious chocolate infront of them in an indulgent manner, causing them to drool and stare at the pot of melting chocolate. One by one the girls left the train, and Julie was left waiting at Ringwood Station for her mummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Overall, it was one of those perfect days. Waking up at 8am was well worth it. Many places were explored and discovered, everything seemed to work conveniently and perfectly. Spontaneous actions (two groups impulsively merging into one) lead to interesting experiences. Julie talked too much and said funny things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Julie is also a tad stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Emily, I told you I would write a story!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Thankyou to Emily F, Bridget, Emily R, Maddy and Molly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for being part of my story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I only spent 45 cents today, not including food. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- My feet were in pain so Molly lent me her spare shoes; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- We were actually meant to do research for textiles today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but that's what the internet's for ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- People kept staring/frowning at my green plaid tights. Paranoia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- I promise pics of clothing I've made/altered will be up on Tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8052607201776575745?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8052607201776575745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/tale-of-julies-sunday-past.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8052607201776575745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8052607201776575745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/tale-of-julies-sunday-past.html' title='The Tale of Julie&apos;s Sunday Past'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8487484631570351808</id><published>2009-07-02T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T00:57:39.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Lucky ;]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And what I mean by that is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- We went to lunch at The Lucky Coq yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- We were very fortunate that Melbourne didn't pour water on us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lucky Coq review;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Food was good, lots of oil but worth it. Good price of $4 per pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Service was awful, atmosphere quirky - and I liked it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Was so awkward as people stared at us, we didn't know how the ordering process worked (didn't know where to order, if we pay first, if we sit first, if we even wait to be seated etc)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Order girl was a complete bitch, everyone had to agree. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wonder if she was stoned?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I would go there again because of the price and quality of the food, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and next time I'd be prepared as I now know the set up of the place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We (Sara, Charmaine and Belinda) then window shopped along Chapel St, decided to head into the City, I missed seeing Fion as he had already got on the train home, went to Bourke St Mall. Goodbye'd Sara and Charmaine - and Belinda and I headed off to Melbourne Central to browse and enjoy Max Brenner's. Sara would not stop laughing all day, arghhh! hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Day out with Leanne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;General overview;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Target to purchase Barbie Exhibition tickets only to find that they're sold on the venue. THE INTERNET LIES! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Target check out girl wasn't at all friendly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Got stopped by a Charity person on the street, being again mistaken for a 20 something year old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Barbie Exhibition was great! Despite us starving the whole way through. Well worth the $15. I've decided I really like the late 50's - early 60's era of clothing. Very relevant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Headed down to Little Bourke St to have lunch at a Japanese Cafe which name I cannot remember/pronounce/spell. Got food envy at Leanne's order - I wanted the goddamn bento too! Was very sad as I stared down at my katsu don.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Caught a tram to Brunswick St to &lt;i&gt;Clear It&lt;/i&gt;. Spent my remaining money on junk, specifically geen patterned opaque tights, clothing zips and undiewear. I am now broke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Weird things that happened today;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- whenever we talked about things, the topic would always happen at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;E.g. "... and they did that thing where they would say hi to strangers on the street." &lt;i&gt;- then the charity girl (stranger) says hi to us.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;E.g. "oh look, the skirt has fray..." - &lt;i&gt;I pull a thread on a zip and it starts fraying as she says the word&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;E.g "... and then it stalled..." - &lt;i&gt;on the word 'stall', the tv screen lagged and stopped.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- we managed to walk from Lt Bourke all the way to Collins non stop as the traffic lights would turn green &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; as we arrived at the curb. No Joke, yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- everytime we had to split the bill (Barbie ticket and lunch), it would be extremely easy as we just happened to have the correct change or right amount. Sooo convenient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok now I'm off to make a scarf out of leaf shaped bits of polar fleece, and sew a 'noughts and crosses pattern' on a top. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I bid you adieu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There will be no pictures today, as I plan to bombard this blog with pictures of the stuff I made/altered. It will be lagfest, I tells ya. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8487484631570351808?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8487484631570351808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-lucky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8487484631570351808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8487484631570351808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-got-lucky.html' title='I Got Lucky ;]'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2752705007178474076</id><published>2009-06-30T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:21:55.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sewing the Lawn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holidays have started, mid year already. Nooooooo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also got my brain back and no longer feel like I'm on antidepressants. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On a completely unrelated note, blogger doesn't tell me when I get blog comments. Grr.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All my responses are delayed, but it's ok, cause I doubt the replies get checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What have I been doing, you may ask? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aahaha, it's funny; cause no one's asking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shopping day with Shona &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Retrostar Sale&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;absolute rubbish, found nothing. Saw a spider amongst the t-shirts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Alice Euphemia &amp;amp; Lady Sale - unable to afford the pretties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hello Sailor Vintage Fair - haha treading where we don't belong. We 'stuck out like a sore thumb'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Clear It &amp;amp; Fashion Incubator- bought a few things for velly cheap yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Did my Media and Psychology holiday homework&lt;br /&gt;Went to get eye check and new contact lenses. Apparently I've been wearing my contacts the wrong way around. BLARGH IDIOT! Regardless, my eyes have worsened slightly.&lt;br /&gt;Went home to repack my entire wardrobe space. Got rid of a rubbish bag full of stuff - Camberwell Market stall, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Slept in til 11.30am - started sewing from 12pm til 11.30pm haha&lt;br /&gt;Altered Retrostar dress I bought last year&lt;br /&gt;Made a black satin trapeze dress with a white lace collar&lt;br /&gt;Finished off a tricky pleaty skirt made from difficult stiff fabric&lt;br /&gt;Made a floor length gathered skirt.&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna take pictures, I walked to my room to get the clothes but got lazy halfway in between and scampered feverishly back to the safety of the heater and laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Started and finished my English Language report. Finding old maps of Europe in 1200AD on Google Images is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;I then cut my floor length skirt into a short gathered skirt, fixed my peter pan collar dress and made a floor length figure hugging skirt made from black velvet pants. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I promise to take the pictures at a later time. Too lazy right now ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SknHq9ty57I/AAAAAAAAAGw/A0O4fq-uy8Y/s1600-h/emma-watson-teen-vogue-august-2009-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353029173041620914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SknHq9ty57I/AAAAAAAAAGw/A0O4fq-uy8Y/s320/emma-watson-teen-vogue-august-2009-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353029021042954834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SknHiHefUlI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3qy8UVxKe54/s320/emma-watson-teen-vogue-august-20-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SknIFauQFTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BYoYc6rLs7c/s1600-h/emma-watson-teen-vogue-august-20-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353029627504760114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SknIFauQFTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/BYoYc6rLs7c/s320/emma-watson-teen-vogue-august-20-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Emma Watson for Teen Vogue. Pretty pretty! Wish my Media production would look like this. Unfortunately it is impossible. Gosh, Emma. Face of Burberry, something with Chanel, Vogue Editorials. clap clap clap! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2752705007178474076?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2752705007178474076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/sewing-lawn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2752705007178474076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2752705007178474076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/sewing-lawn.html' title='Sewing the Lawn'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SknHq9ty57I/AAAAAAAAAGw/A0O4fq-uy8Y/s72-c/emma-watson-teen-vogue-august-2009-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1324902383100171509</id><published>2009-06-23T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:00:19.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>@Leanne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because for some reason, your blog won't let me write comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I must say trying to comprehend your posts when:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) they don't particularlarly make much sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) my eyes are blurry and screwed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) my head's all over the place and foggy and nothing makes sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) you seem like your head's all foggy too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;equals me re-reading individual phrases and words over and over again and not understanding a single thing. my eyes are also blurry and i am not using any capitals in this post because i don't really care anymore. i'm only writing this cause you're not on msn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;about what you said about directing posts at me - it's funny because we can talk via twitter, myspace, facebook, msn, over sms, phone and in person. wow that's a lot of possibilities. yet we decide to communicate via a dead blog. hhahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and lol you went on the alegorie.com.au website! how'd you find it? lemme guess - from here right? ;] ;] haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;argh my head feels so messed up and airy and i hate this feeeling. i went through this last year after recovering from the flu or something and i wanted to cry / did because it is so frustrating to feel this way. my head is completely out of it and i feel like i'm floating and in a dream and i don't understand things like reading, the teacher, movies and questions. doing maths is impossible as i can't even comprehend what's going on. everything just floats. and i can't get out of it. i think i'll have to have more chinese medicine. oh poo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i'd rather be sick than feel like i am now. =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;haha i don't have permission from any of these girls to post these pictures but it's tiny so please forgive me! yeah conformist social event - school formal. opinion on my dress?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350429334377724242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SkCLIb9p-VI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Mwe7G_I7tQA/s320/swgjwtgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1324902383100171509?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1324902383100171509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/leanne.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1324902383100171509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1324902383100171509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/leanne.html' title='@Leanne'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SkCLIb9p-VI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Mwe7G_I7tQA/s72-c/swgjwtgw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5810582073689483801</id><published>2009-06-15T21:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:23:57.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got mail!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I'm sick. No suprises there lol, everyone's sick. What better way to make me feel better (if only just on the outside) than to recieve my Drink Me, Alice necklace in the mail ! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This was won through a Twitter competition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347773765968564450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sjcb6Au1kOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CZi34JvKPNU/s320/package1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;LOL. I just so happen to be eating milk and cookies at the time I received the package. Didn't Alice in Wonderland eat a cookie too? ;] hahah. Man I love podgy packaging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347774341607648770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SjccbhJ47gI/AAAAAAAAAGA/FfMb-ciPcFw/s320/package2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I begin to devour the cookies while hacking at the package. Ok that sounded a bit primitive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I tore it open gently and removed its contents =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347774779176417490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sjcc0_OaeNI/AAAAAAAAAGI/dG5APvdDIVs/s320/package3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And what a nice surprise this was! It's so pretty and delicate omgshhh, shall I wear it to school tomorrow? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Big big big thank you to Alicia from Alegorie (&lt;a href="http://www.alegorie.com.au/"&gt;http://www.alegorie.com.au/&lt;/a&gt;) and Drink Me, Alice (&lt;a href="http://www.drinkmealice.com.au/"&gt;http://www.drinkmealice.com.au/&lt;/a&gt;) for running the competition and her generousity! She's awesome, woooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok ok back to my Etymology Essay now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Illness + homework = unconscious Julie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5810582073689483801?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5810582073689483801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-mail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5810582073689483801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5810582073689483801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-mail.html' title='I&apos;ve got mail!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sjcb6Au1kOI/AAAAAAAAAF4/CZi34JvKPNU/s72-c/package1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2496655151150114147</id><published>2009-06-11T02:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:35:04.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey, I'm home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yo, havn't blogged in yonks. It's been a massive blur I don't even know how to describe it D;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I stopped blogging for two reasons:&lt;br /&gt;- mid year exams, study period and exam period&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- I created a Twitter account, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After the exams I had a random 5 day long weekend that put me in a zombie-like holiday mode, so when school came by again I felt out of it and sleepy. Ironic to start Unit 2 and still end up with 3 SACS and a GAT all crammed into the same time frame. Bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Here's my Exam Week &amp;amp; 5 day long weekend recap:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday &lt;/b&gt;- English Language, Textiles, Business Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday &lt;/b&gt;- General Maths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; - Psychology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; - City with mum for Media stuff. Went eating/shopping for a bit, then went home and I finished my Vermont Formal dress. It doesn't look good on. The fabric I chose underneath was so stiff, so I look like a lace ball. I wanted the colour so badly, but I knew it would be a bad fabric choice. I was right. Shit my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt; - Went to school for Media year 12 class. Went to Jill's to pick up some clothes. Trained back home to take costume photos. FUCKING OMG. lost half the photos cause they had the same file name and replaced themselves. Biggest mistake of my life. eeeek!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt; - So, as a result, Jill had to drop by the next morning to reshoot them. We also did the mock cover page which I forgot to do on Friday, so that was a plus. Went to Knox for lunch - mum, Stacey and I. Then Stacey accompanied me to the City to finish off location photos. Dissappointments all around. Thanks so much for your time Stacey darling! We went home to make a mural backdrop for the cover shoot too, up until 11pm yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday &lt;/b&gt;- Continued my Media PDP. Went to the Australian Dance Awards with reliable mummy! YOU ALL MISSED OUT HAHA. seriously, it was amazing. it was amazing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday &lt;/b&gt;- Finished off my Media PDP. It took all day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;All the above info was taken from my Word document timetable as I could not remember what happened! So right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- I have many sewing projects that I need to start (holidays!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- I have a to do list to complete in the holidays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- I need to decide what folio theme and pattern for Textiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- I need to go, right now. I'll leave you with this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SjDcsmVsKAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fbafZ5vEiME/s1600-h/cover.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346015416452655106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SjDcsmVsKAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fbafZ5vEiME/s320/cover.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SjDcsLuslFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lOCuRcDLtdY/s1600-h/DSC_0163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346015409309783122" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SjDcsLuslFI/AAAAAAAAAFo/lOCuRcDLtdY/s320/DSC_0163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2496655151150114147?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2496655151150114147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/honey-im-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2496655151150114147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2496655151150114147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/06/honey-im-home.html' title='Honey, I&apos;m home!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SjDcsmVsKAI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fbafZ5vEiME/s72-c/cover.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5272060589039597240</id><published>2009-05-31T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:08:01.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed Induced Pain?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My stomach is experiencing stabbing, piercing pains. Like all over the stomach area.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a feeling it's to do with stress (and no, it's not about mid year exams. I don't give a hoot about midyears. eff.) Whenever I think of Media, and the PDP, and going to take pictures, and running out of time, the pain comes back. In fact, I'm experiencing it now just typing about. How effed is this ?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I spent last night thinking about what I was gonna do for Media. I couldn't sleep so I had to type it out in my phone. I think the pains started last night too. Then today, after I finished my English Language exam, I got bored and started drawing up the mock ups onto loose leaf paper. Then after my last exam, I walked to Officeworks to buy paper (frick I have a feeling the lady was annoyed/sick of me. Gee thanks. You're here to do ya job mate.) I think Media is taking over my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;You should see my timetable for my days off after exams. It's 90% Media related. I really dislike the Media, bunch of controlling idiots. Anyways. I havn't blogged in a while. Nothing interesting has happened apart from a whole bucket of studying, to the point where my memory started to recede and I began to forget things and watch America's Next Top Model on Youtube. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've run out of things to say. I will have a rest down and finish my hot chocolate (thanks mummy) and start on my mock ups for Media. BTW - does anyone have any of the following please please contact me. The sake of my Media PDP depends on you! =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fur jacket/trench coat, cropped jacket, snorkel, fake glasses, black briefcase, leather jacket, headscarf, pearl necklace, ethnic belt. Someone's gotta own one or the other, c'mon! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342251849925830018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SiN9wMeApYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EaJF8panqdE/s320/090428_162810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still got plenty of these babies left. $2 guys, $2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what to do. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5272060589039597240?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5272060589039597240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/stressed-induced-pain.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5272060589039597240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5272060589039597240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/stressed-induced-pain.html' title='Stressed Induced Pain?'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SiN9wMeApYI/AAAAAAAAAFY/EaJF8panqdE/s72-c/090428_162810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-2493573071368171092</id><published>2009-05-26T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T04:38:17.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Julie is now Self Dependant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Righteo, so my grandma and grandpa just for the airport 5 minutes ago. They're off to Thailand for two weeks. I don't make my own lunches for school. I also don't make my own dinner, &lt;b&gt;I actually cannot cook &lt;/b&gt;and should be prohibited from the kitchen. When I tried to make crepes a few years ago, 1) they tasted shit. 2) I left the gas on for many hours. I will be living off Greenseas tuna, bread, precooked meals and air for 2 weeks. Unhealthy and disgusting. Perfect for my pre-exam and exam period, no? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;On a brighter note, my aunty just gave me &lt;b&gt;two pairs of vintage shoes&lt;/b&gt;. One of them is... A BLACK LEATHER LACE UP BOOT!!!1!1one!! It's funny that when you don't try to find something, IT founda you! Only problem is it's a size 36 and I'm not. I'm willing to lose the feeling in my feet for them though. I also got a pair of tan shoes that look like brogues from the front, but they're slingbacks.. LOL! They're ok, but hurt my toes after a while. Yayay! There's also a misplaced orange cardi for me too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Textiles sucks&lt;/b&gt;. It's easy failure. Cause it's such an easy subject, they give students heaps of work. And cause it's so tedious, it may be dismissed compared to other (more important) homework. As a result, you might end up with an N for not submitting something. My teacher also sucks. She got the Year 11 and Year 12 timetable mixed up, ended up missing her Year 12 class - WHEN THEY HAD A SAC. And she wasn't there. WTF? All she does is criticize everyone (can't you &lt;i&gt;teach&lt;/i&gt; us for once?) and go on her laptop all period while we wait 10 minutes in line, to get one SIMPLE process done that would otherwise take 2 minutes tops. I've lost any tiny respect I had left for her after today. I was even considering dropping Textiles next year. Ironic. Textiles was my favourite subject since Year 7 to 10. Now it's a waste of &lt;i&gt;scaled down, tedious, stupid, pointless&lt;/i&gt; time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Study.&lt;/b&gt; Is a word I keep repeating on a daily basis. I don't even know what it means. What does one DO when they're "studying". Can someone clear this up? Don't answer with 'just read through all your notes'. I know that. It doesn't work. What are some other methods you use to cram all the information in? I'm not stressed for exams, which is a bad sign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340094794314716642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShvT7CIKleI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AzXRzK0L61g/s320/lovechurchandstate1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No idea where this is from,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The picture name says 'Love Church and State'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to post really irrelevant pictures just for the sake of it. Just to make my blogs "more interesting". I am such a sheep, really I am. I'm a conforming dweeb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-2493573071368171092?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/2493573071368171092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/julie-is-now-self-dependant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2493573071368171092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/2493573071368171092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/julie-is-now-self-dependant.html' title='Julie is now Self Dependant.'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShvT7CIKleI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/AzXRzK0L61g/s72-c/lovechurchandstate1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8454420573756205301</id><published>2009-05-25T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T02:03:30.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Day, Sir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow. Reversal pms starts - today ! woooopa so happy at everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My weekend consisted of hc study; getting up at 9am, and studying/homeworking til 10.30pm on both Saturday and Sunday. Okay okay, I did have frequent breaks, but they lasted about 5 minutes tops, I swear. I got some Media, Maths, Business and Textiles done. Dead by the end of it, caning shoulders and aching back, yay life. Didn't leave the house - ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Going backwards a bit, Friday night was spent in the City - for Top Acts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For those who think I have no life, you're right, I have no life. This was probably the first Friday night spent out - excluding holidays. And it was to a cultural thing, not social... Ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;TOP ACTS WAS WELL WORTH IT! The Dance was disappointing. That may have been because I've seen and done dance/techniques/choreography for 12 full years and I know what's good and bad and will happily critisize minute details. Drama was excellenttttt! English accents seemed to be of popular choice. Music was pretty good, crazy musicians, singing was great too. Not many people from our area, many private school students. Nobody from our school got in and we're a supposed 'Performing Arts School' - lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Okay back to the present, today was a surreal happy buzz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maths: was OFF! wooo, chatted to Emma instead ;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Media: got heaps of work edited/done and got my SAC mark back. (It's funny that whenever you think you did poorly, the outcome is the complete opposite - and vice versa.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recess: frantically glueing pictures into PDP, thankyou Belinda! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Psychology: did revision sheets and played revision bingo (lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lunch:went to the Pac, listened to Charmaine practise for her music solo performance exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Business: intense revision class, still managed to squeeze in a quick few chats ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Afterschool: sold a bow to Nat. Wrote down my seating number for exams, and funnily enough i'm sitting behind Nat in pretty much every exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Walked home with Shona in the rain, oh we are humourous, really. We are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If my Media Production looked anything like this, I'd be happily doing backflips up Mt Everest:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339682573557106850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShpdAoI3CKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/quNCOEwSu4I/s320/jvkjgvk.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8454420573756205301?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8454420573756205301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-day-sir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8454420573756205301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8454420573756205301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/good-day-sir.html' title='Good Day, Sir'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShpdAoI3CKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/quNCOEwSu4I/s72-c/jvkjgvk.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-634256520046633087</id><published>2009-05-19T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:38:01.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Noes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am sick. I am a worrier. I am bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I'm having second thoughts about my Media PDP. I kinda want to do a catalogue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Trying to convert myself back into my original idea though.. Ok, I won't have much of an underlying message if I did the catalogue, the clothes all have to be coherent (even harder to source) and I'd have to change everything I've done and start from the beginning..&lt;br /&gt;= no. I will stick to my intial idea. Phew. That was easy. I love arguing with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I didn't go to school today and I missed out on maths (woo), Media (boo), textiles (shit.) I needed that time to finish my textiles overskirt, I am already screwed with maths, and of course Media is important to attend as it's my 3.4 subject. =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have heaps of time now, but I have no idea what I should be doing..&lt;br /&gt;Currently on my mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Media PDP, might get ahead and do more to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Midyear exams study. Problem - I don't know what to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Other social activities outside of school, such as making clothes, formal, outings etc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- Careers related stuff, after having my interview yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;- My free time that I am blatantly wasting - I need something to do oo o o oo ?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quick recap of yesterday: went to school, went to see Angels and Demons. done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Summary of today: slept in, was just going to miss maths. Ended up skipping full day. Went to asian doctors to get my asian medicine. Got home, read i-D magazine (hmm, not my kind of magazine to be honest), sat there, yeah, eff. Now I'm just rambling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337775976968051506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShOW-GXLWzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8-CftJBiREU/s320/stoned-stone.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha, digging up some old photos. Taken at the end of 2007. Stoned looking rock.&lt;br /&gt;That's what I look like right now ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-634256520046633087?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/634256520046633087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-noes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/634256520046633087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/634256520046633087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-noes.html' title='Oh Noes!'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShOW-GXLWzI/AAAAAAAAAFA/8-CftJBiREU/s72-c/stoned-stone.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8202178895399771613</id><published>2009-05-18T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:26:55.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do List; Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Study for Media 3.4 SAC&lt;/s&gt; - did it, did shit at it, poo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;Pay for Vermont Formal&lt;/s&gt; - finally lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Pay for stretch hummer limo thing for formal &lt;/s&gt; - need to pay remaining money&lt;br /&gt;fix arm holes on my peter pan collar dress - mum's taking care of that&lt;br /&gt;fix waterfall on my floral vest - ergh lazy / don't know how to&lt;br /&gt;make a black dress for mum, for mother's day - mother's day is over, shit. didn't have time =[&lt;br /&gt;make formal dress, peace lace and peacock lining trapeze dress - doing it after midyear's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;make plaid cape jacket &lt;/s&gt; - done done done =D&lt;br /&gt;find a hotel for my 17th - will do during mid year holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;get my dodgy new phone replaced&lt;/s&gt; - still in the process, damned Kmart :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now:&lt;br /&gt;- The above outstanding to do's&lt;br /&gt;- Media PDP - fricken do it good.&lt;br /&gt;- Study for: English Language, Psychology, Business Management, General Maths - Mid Year's&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe attempt a machine stitched logo on a tee, inspired by ladymelbourne.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;- Read a book already!&lt;br /&gt;- Get my phone back / kill them if I don't get my phone back&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Still&lt;/i&gt; trying to find my lace up boots =[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sorry I was late, I was curing world hunger' .. irrelevant, but you had to be there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8202178895399771613?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8202178895399771613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-do-list-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8202178895399771613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8202178895399771613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-do-list-update.html' title='To Do List; Update'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6925280212978918787</id><published>2009-05-18T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T03:12:25.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out of Ink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lol, so when I need to print out my pictures for Media PDP, my printer runs out of ink. Not before, not after, but DURING the printing process. It starts off all clear and pretty up the top, then two thirds of the way Natalia Vodianova's (spelling?) skin turns blue and the colours have morphed into blobs and there are white lines dancing horizontally through the whole thing. Merde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Highlight of my day? Getting attacked by a little dog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Elaboration? So Shona and I were walking down Pitt St, minding our own business talking about rich relatives, and out of no where this dog (medium sized, quite chubby) starts bolting down the street bounding towards our legs. My goodness I thought I was going to be eaten alive, and I squealed and laughed. It merely jumped up and licked my Christian Dior tights.. But it kept going for more! I was in hysterics, trying to collate myself whilst restraining my bladder from letting go. Meanwhile passerby students are just staring, laughing, wtf-ing. Shona and I are positively pissing ourselves, I was crying! Could not stop laughing at weird hungry/horny dog. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today was good. No pms attacks, more highs than lows, laughed lots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Business: finished all our work so we just chatted and laughed. "she's disgusting" oh lordy LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maths: didn't do shit. maybe gonna JUST scrape a pass. I do not understand, help me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Media: so it's my year 12 subject, and I do jackall? Sat there googling images of fashion street photography, browing mecho.com.au and stylemelbourne.com.au - me is fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;English Language: fun as usual. The people in my class make up for our lack of actually learning anything. Spent the entire time writing (non stop) and managing to talk and sneak in a few ear piercing squeaks of laughter. And by squeak, I really do mean i emitted a high frequency note from my mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I realise I talk too much. Both in person and on blogs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shut the hell up, Julie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShEx2chZWFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/m6q9BKdizd0/s1600-h/suvi6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337101844849711186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShEx2chZWFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/m6q9BKdizd0/s320/suvi6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShEyX9YTtvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9YmFhxyEYcw/s1600-h/nygards-anna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337102420605646578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShEyX9YTtvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/9YmFhxyEYcw/s320/nygards-anna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337102197116254354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShEyK80SOJI/AAAAAAAAAEw/jEqnez0LDck/s320/Num%C3%A9ro+Tokyo+-+May+2009+-+The+Girl+from+Ipanema+-+Alessandra+Ambrosio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Images L&gt;R: fashionising.com (Vogue Italia May '09), googleimages (sorry - no idea), fashionising.com (Numero Tokyo May '09)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-6925280212978918787?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/6925280212978918787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-ink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6925280212978918787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6925280212978918787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/out-of-ink.html' title='Out of Ink'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/ShEx2chZWFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/m6q9BKdizd0/s72-c/suvi6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-3877608089179695094</id><published>2009-05-17T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:50:33.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaid Makes Me Mad</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The title will only rhyme if you pronouced 'plaid' the same way I do =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So today, got woken up by mummy for spontaneous Yum Cha. What is it with my family and spontaneous Yum Cha?! They would book it god knows when, then on the morning/day they would pop the question and suddenly you're sitting at a restaurant. It's like, BANG! WE'RE GOING YUMCHA NOW GET IN THE CAR GOGOGO I BOOKED IT WE'RE LATE D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways while I was sitting at the table, someone behind/near me was DEFINITELY wearing Davidoff Cool Water. I could smell it! It came in random flavour bursts and it alerted me, but when I tried to chase the smell it would disappear. This happened for the entire time I was sitting there. arghhh. show yourself you stupid smell! :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;We (parents and grandparents, daww) then went to Knox City to buy my DSLR, and find a jumper for grandpa, as my Myer discount card expires at the end of this month! (if you want anything lemme know kids). The Myer SA was such an ass! ARGH. he was just rude and inconsiderate to everyone, how the heck did he land the Myer job? GRR. I actually left cos i didn't want to buy anything from the bastard. Parents ended up going back to Knox cos Eastland didn't have any stock AND was selling it for $200 more (that's actually not allowed as they're the same company but for some reason Knox City Myer sold the DSLR for $999). At least the Eastland guy was nice. I think I've seen him around when I worked there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So I was real pissy and pms-y cause the Myer guy was a bitch and Dad was interrupting me and shitting me off. So I ended up chucking a sooky on the way home =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Started to sew my cape jacket and felt like crying ahahaha for no reason. Man I'm messed up. So yeah, I didn't actually stuff much of the jacket up even though the sewing and finish is absolutely hideous. Major screws are the hem, the collar, the stitching in general and the hem length as it is uneven but not too noticeable. I'm wearing it now and it's warm and heavy ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have a cape to wear to the ballet, Elyse! You better go to Top Acts with me next week. I have a ticket if anyone wants to go with me pleasseeeee. it's $20, if Elyse can't go I will be in the shit hole. Oh yeah, Myer is also going down the shit hole. Look how empty it is, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Byebye! Here's what the cape looks like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336712393306268290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sg_PpYdx4oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UK5CfaEmhkw/s320/plaidcapejacket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-3877608089179695094?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/3877608089179695094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/plaid-makes-me-mad.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3877608089179695094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3877608089179695094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/plaid-makes-me-mad.html' title='Plaid Makes Me Mad'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sg_PpYdx4oI/AAAAAAAAAEg/UK5CfaEmhkw/s72-c/plaidcapejacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-1738523435154980554</id><published>2009-05-15T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:49:32.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for the sake of it..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This is a shopping/day out blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I woke up, didn't feel like going city, then ended up going anyway. I'm pmsing bad, and mum INSISTED on accompanying me, and I knew it wouldn't end well.. ergh I got annoyed at her on numerous occasions and I just wish she stayed at home so I can sook about all on my own, I felt bad but I couldn't control my temper and yeah. Friggen hell, love you mum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to buy tickets for Top Arts and AusDance Awards. Arts Centre lady was both mean and nice? wtf. make up your mind. The seats are aight, i'm not complaining..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Brunswick Street specifically for the FAT Sale. nothing. just nothing. massive retail space too, but disappointing. I saw a nice t-shirt for $25 by Lychee? didn't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If anyone is a tiny tiny size 24 in jeans, THERE ARE CHEAP MONDAYS FOR $20 ! that's like cheaper than fricken Kmart jeans LOL. get them quickkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Clear It, it's such a trashpot these days and the cashier people are ALWAYS rude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;bought; 4 zips for $1.20, a burger phone for $2, a bracelet for 10c, a knitted black chain link scarf for $10, Princess Highway velvet pants for $1 and houndstooth overall dress for $1 (they're for my Media Production, I would never wear the pants and overalls)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;IDS was crap, have no idea how Molly bought that jacket there.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to Lincraft, bought a cape jacket pattern for $5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I Went to Deborah K, they were having a 50% everything sale. bought my black military-ish coat with silver buttons for $20, yay thanks mummy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Walked up Swanston to inspect the Ruby Shoe Collection at Myer Windows. was ok. Really liked that insane Alberto something shoe, too tired to remember the label =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to MC for a snack, walked around, caught the train home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;What a shit post. PMS can go eat itself. bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-1738523435154980554?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/1738523435154980554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-for-sake-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1738523435154980554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/1738523435154980554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-for-sake-of-it.html' title='Just for the sake of it..'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-3074996459975853392</id><published>2009-05-14T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T02:06:23.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pms Making a Return,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, a bit up and down today. I was so excited to be on reverse pms* last night, but it didn't happen today. It was all a bit eh eh.. got tiffy at little things that I normally wouldn't bother with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually I don't even know what I'm saying. I forgot what I was annoyed at just as I click on blogger.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yeah, TFS is making me depressed. I don't even know what I want to study after VCE. I guess this is when the careers interview next Tues comes in handy. Let's hope the careers advisor has some ideas / knows anything about the fashion industry. Regardless of anything - I wonder if I'll even be making a living after.. competitive fashion industry + economic fail = Julieats poo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Racism/rudeness is still apparent, thanks guys. I think I might just move to Sudan or something and try to make a living there. At least their rude remarks won't bother me cos I don't speak their language..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I think I'm getting the hang of this minimal blogging business. Look how short my posts are =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aight gonna go back to my Media PDP. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335602953028625330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgvendXL47I/AAAAAAAAAEY/WWtGMqq2WDw/s320/DSC03562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Look, if anyone has a spare $50 - these are at Ninewest? it's at DFO. They're probably all gone but I can keep pretending.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-3074996459975853392?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/3074996459975853392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/pms-making-return.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3074996459975853392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3074996459975853392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/pms-making-return.html' title='Pms Making a Return,'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgvendXL47I/AAAAAAAAAEY/WWtGMqq2WDw/s72-c/DSC03562.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6607552771239871616</id><published>2009-05-12T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T23:26:15.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Asian Insults</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I just realised something before,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;People say 'go back to your own country' when they're insulting asians, right? A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;re they aware that before Australia was a seperated continent after drifting away - the continent it was connected to was ASIA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And by 'go back to your own country' i suggest they go back to wherever they came from too, since they're not of Aboriginal descent. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, then comes the eyes remark. Why is it that some asians have the stereotyped chinky eyes, and some have massssive ones that are bigger than caucasian eyes? So why do racist remarks insist on us 'blindfolding ourselves with shoelaces' ? (that's funny, actually)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Either way it doesn't apply to me, I took on after daddy unfortunately... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgpnfPFgdCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hn4aWCKUmPc/s1600-h/DSC05416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335190494897009698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgpnfPFgdCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hn4aWCKUmPc/s320/DSC05416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgpnpFmB4gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IvglJezUfng/s1600-h/DSC05412.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335190664147755522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgpnpFmB4gI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/IvglJezUfng/s320/DSC05412.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously, no more racist comments. My little cousin might eat you for breakfast. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-6607552771239871616?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/6607552771239871616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/asian-insults.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6607552771239871616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6607552771239871616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/asian-insults.html' title='Asian Insults'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgpnfPFgdCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/hn4aWCKUmPc/s72-c/DSC05416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-5453438479948168464</id><published>2009-05-12T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T02:11:49.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Observations: fashion &amp; social norms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sgk8ZMWR6tI/AAAAAAAAAD4/A02YnLi8m74/s1600-h/DSC06082.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I guess I could say I dress eccentrically. My outfits vary and change frequently, and I can't define myself to a particular 'style'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My observation is, mainstream = mainstream. People always tend to point out my generic looking clothes, and critisize my slightly strange/quirky/ill fitting clothes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't know why they don't understand that I wore a particular garment - on purpose? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not like I got out of bed and decided to wear a massive cardigan that doesn't fit properly, &lt;i&gt;by accident.&lt;/i&gt; =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In saying that, it's so hard to target niche markets cos there's so little of us out there. I'm all for crazy clothing but in truth most people would rather stick to the t-shirt, jeans and chucks ensemble. If I had to wear that day by day I'd rather eat leaves for dinner and shoot myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I guess i'm just sick of getting slightly rude comments and weird looks when I wear clothes that aren't typical to our demographic, or in vogue, or never before seen by mainstream eyes. But I guess that's the whole point - the item of clothing is deemed weird and not yet socially acceptable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In that case, I shall be seeing you wear so-and-so item of clothing in 3 months time, no? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334861920143497698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sgk8pqvpWeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3LAVMTbQBoQ/s320/DSC06074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh yeah, this is my umbrella hat I mentioned previously. You can't even see anything, but the other pictures are ugleh. ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-5453438479948168464?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/5453438479948168464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-observations-fashion-social-norms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5453438479948168464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/5453438479948168464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/small-observations-fashion-social-norms.html' title='Small Observations: fashion &amp; social norms'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sgk8pqvpWeI/AAAAAAAAAEA/3LAVMTbQBoQ/s72-c/DSC06074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-484721153979804725</id><published>2009-05-11T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T05:22:31.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a picture tells 3000 words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was a poor attempt to merge my two topics together haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just had a revelation. I've been subscribed to a Melbourne subculture website for 2 years now? &lt;a href="http://www.threethousand.com.au/"&gt;http://www.threethousand.com.au/&lt;/a&gt; - never knew where the name came from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After seeing twothousand for Sydney, and fourthousand for Brisbane, it hit me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3000 is the area code for Melbourne City. ADUHHHHHHH IDIOTA ! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I went on their website to look for the article about the tip that has $1 mannequins.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyways, i'm going to post up 7 pictures from my Media photography assignment from last year, as requested by Stacey - who modelled for me. The shoot took a full day, using a point and shoot Sony digital crapema. They're really old, and I do understand my editing is very basic and I did a lot of superimposition to create the aesthetic.&lt;br /&gt;Here you go Stacey, and I hope you guys enjoy 'the post with the most' pictures (and least writing)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggT1ba9lHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Zj19q36h1jY/s1600-h/tree%26fronthouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334535567235191922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggT1ba9lHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Zj19q36h1jY/s320/tree%26fronthouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334535954629310770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggUL-k6uTI/AAAAAAAAADA/ua2mJaOpjVA/s320/guitar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggVElQobnI/AAAAAAAAADI/S_6RLCHCbJc/s1600-h/teaparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334536927085882994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggVElQobnI/AAAAAAAAADI/S_6RLCHCbJc/s320/teaparty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334537270184558370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggVYjZuvyI/AAAAAAAAADQ/JESM6XW5lvY/s320/fan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggVpo8UiBI/AAAAAAAAADY/2oUKyzUpU5w/s1600-h/doublegrids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334537563729594386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 236px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggVpo8UiBI/AAAAAAAAADY/2oUKyzUpU5w/s320/doublegrids.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334538006326260322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggWDZvlsmI/AAAAAAAAADg/nItPQUPMyuM/s320/bookreading.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggWZu76jpI/AAAAAAAAADo/7Sarx7_1gFo/s1600-h/threeoutfits.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334538389972225682" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggWZu76jpI/AAAAAAAAADo/7Sarx7_1gFo/s320/threeoutfits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334538996230540146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggW9BbKS3I/AAAAAAAAADw/6OOx5vonGQA/s320/stockists.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-484721153979804725?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/484721153979804725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/picture-tells-3000-words.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/484721153979804725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/484721153979804725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/picture-tells-3000-words.html' title='a picture tells 3000 words'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SggT1ba9lHI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Zj19q36h1jY/s72-c/tree%26fronthouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-7619718473964755410</id><published>2009-05-10T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T05:54:58.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I kinda like how the internet is literally a web.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's a small word. I like plugs too. They block water from entering the drain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It's like magic, really. =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Youtube videos from 2 months, 4 months, 1 year &amp;amp; 2 years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stop motion animation; Valentine's Day, painful movie-makering:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bX2O0IWjvY4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bX2O0IWjvY4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;RSC Charity Fashion Show Teaser; best/worse two months of my life, preview:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thFR0mKWdYw"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=thFR0mKWdYw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Trying to jump into a bin; result in injured left achilles, painful ballet concert; idiot:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfSJPalJdXY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FfSJPalJdXY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stapling my leg; stupidiots, stupid + idiots, self explanatory:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZqmqgHgRXbM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZqmqgHgRXbM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Stupidiots; removed/hidden on Youtube, school found out. gg'd, lols:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no link -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;enjoy! let me know if you laughed out loud, as that was the intention ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-7619718473964755410?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/7619718473964755410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/plugs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7619718473964755410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/7619718473964755410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/plugs.html' title='Plugs'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-4670555414615808212</id><published>2009-05-09T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:30:56.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wantirna Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Daddy and I went to the Sunday Market today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tried to lie about my age, said i was 15. we ended up having to pay for admission anyways LOL (it was 15 and UNDER). scamming scheme rebounded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Saw a tapestry-ish looking jacket, $12. it was from Tight Rope. It looked so strange for Tight Rope. T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;here were HEAPS of lace up boots, all ugly. they strangely pop up when in fashion eh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought indigo/blue orchids for mumsy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A cream coloured massssive cardigan, $3. it was new, from those factories i presume&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;An umbrella hat. HAHAHA will provide pictures soon, it's lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was about to read the Annie Leibovitz book leant from Leanne (&lt;a href="http://www.bright-peachy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.bright-peachy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) and ended up on Vogue forums looking at the sale threads. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i want to go the FAT sale!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i went out last year, bought acid wash Ksubi jeans for $50. realised they were boys jeans and had ball space later on.. still wear them now ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back to the subject of reading (jesus my posts are all out of chronological order. sucks to be you) i want to read The Virgin Suicides, after Julie (&lt;a href="http://www.awesome-at.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.awesome-at.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;) told me about it. I actually got a bit scared after she summarised the book, i'm a sissy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love inserting irrelevant pictures.. these are the bow rings and bow pegs i made. 50c yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334060430310935234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgZjs0cmisI/AAAAAAAAACw/Sb5EURcn6Mk/s320/090428_163252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-4670555414615808212?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/4670555414615808212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/wantirna-market.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4670555414615808212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/4670555414615808212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/wantirna-market.html' title='Wantirna Market'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgZjs0cmisI/AAAAAAAAACw/Sb5EURcn6Mk/s72-c/090428_163252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6987018266065739025</id><published>2009-05-09T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:50:58.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Is what i felt, and also what i was trying to portray in my photos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's just say today wasn't a fail. i love you trial and error!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the pictures weren't anything special, they were covered up with photoshop to say the least,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;otherwise they'd be pretty mediocre. I don't even remember what happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I remember being pissy in the morning, then Jennifer arrived, got to work striaght away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Hair and make-up took 1 hour, then the shots took probably half an hour each. Lucky i allocated 1 hr per photo - but we did go back and redo a few shots afterwards..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As a result of writing up the Limitations and Realising, editing and choosing out all the photos - i ran out of time to buy mum her present. bahhh! and i've got to do textiles tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Did i mention technology hates my guts? even a Canon EOS 400D DSLR camera hates me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It wouldn't co-operate. Things on youtube and websites told me low f.stop/ aperture = shallow depth of field. it wouldn't let me go past f5.6 - wth. =[ so i had to edit that in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;which wasn't what i wanted to do. i wanted to learn. speaking of learning, i spent last night teaching myself how to use the camera til midnight. Felt like last minute cramming for an exam. thanks youtube and google. sad that they were more helpful than humans =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Let's finish up with some trials i did with the camera:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333725793137689506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgUzWX1Pg6I/AAAAAAAAACY/ZEWR2K14RqI/s320/confused+174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgU9eLhZWPI/AAAAAAAAACg/jbhg1xwmp-g/s1600-h/IMG_0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333736922388453618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgU9eLhZWPI/AAAAAAAAACg/jbhg1xwmp-g/s320/IMG_0450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgU-7jdl4uI/AAAAAAAAACo/0R9c1qqAuEI/s1600-h/IMG_0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333738526542783202" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgU-7jdl4uI/AAAAAAAAACo/0R9c1qqAuEI/s320/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Grr won't let me stagger the pictures. ugly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-6987018266065739025?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/6987018266065739025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/confusion.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6987018266065739025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/6987018266065739025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/SgUzWX1Pg6I/AAAAAAAAACY/ZEWR2K14RqI/s72-c/confused+174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8586235748835844354</id><published>2009-05-07T03:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T04:00:34.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doll-like?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This will be a pointless post, probably going to morph into a rant too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I need a model for my Media production exercise 2. Some one that resembles a porcleain doll, and looks young for her age. Think of Gemma Ward types, if they even exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Actually i'm gonna turn this into something about my actual Media Production Intention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A series of 3 shots, it depicts a doll, with the same expression and similar pose (sitting down) in each shot. I'm trying to depict the emotion of 'confusion'. The underlying message is that children in our current society are trying to grow up too fast, and take their childhood for granted. (big thanks to technology as well. iPods and PDA phones for 9 year olds, anyone?) They don't realise the adult world isn't all that it seems to be. I know when we were youngens we wanted to be a 'grown up'. I didn't understand what mum said when she said she wished she could be my age and re-live everything again. Why? She had a house, a job, she could drive and go wherever she wanted and make decisions for herself. Well i fricken know now aye. 16 years too late at that. Going off topic oops - anyway the images are trying to convey that message, contrasting a brightly dressed little girl doll, lost and confused in the sea of adulthood and making the viewer realise how messed up and confusing life is when you don't need someone to wipe your bottom for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Image 1 - explosion of toys with the doll centred somewhere in the middle. The explosion symbolises the messed up and disordered minds of adults. Stress and erratic emotions are explored through the visual composition in the frame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Image 2 - dull, grey office. The monotonous background demonstrates the dull side of adulthood. Go to work, go home, go to sleep. The spirit of being a child, being happy is lost. The doll is placed under the desk looking confused and lonely as she realises this isn't what she wants to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Image 3 - this is hard, cos it'll be in the city. The Strand Arcade, Royal Arcade, whichever. Something architectural will do. I want a long shot of the interior of these beautiful Victorian (?) Era buildings with the doll sitting somewhere on the side. The large empty space symbolises the vastness of adulthood and how big it is, and it makes the doll belitted and vulnerable. The world of adulthood isn't exactly rainbows and lollipops and it's due time for the stupid kids to realise they should make the most of the little time they have to enjoy their effing lollipops and kindergarten cos pretty soon you'll be like me - ranting about their homework, assignments, poor social life, pms attacks and lack of time to do ANYTHING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've said enough, I sound like an angry man. It sounds like I really hate my topic I chose LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but seriously, if I don't get this photoshoot right on Saturday I am going to punch a kid. D=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8586235748835844354?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8586235748835844354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/doll-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8586235748835844354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8586235748835844354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/doll-like.html' title='Doll-like?'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-8516542523256263385</id><published>2009-05-06T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T02:32:22.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Tiff'ed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't stand having outstanding work sitting there and I can't do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Because of reasons beyond me control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also hate racism, but that's nothing new. Just got added into one of those annoying massive group convos and some stranger just said "I HATE CHINESE" out of the blue. hooray for you sir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway back on topic, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Business Management Assignment - need teacher's help on last slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Media production exercise - have to work around model's availabilites/borrowing camera =s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Textiles - don't have my folio with me, don't have my measurements&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;English Language - don't have my folder with me to study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Psychology - never got given the sheet, can't fill anything in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Mothers' Day - need to find time to buy present, goddamnit. goddamnit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I've figured out my 4 day plan to get all of the above done. wish me luck. will be hc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Must concentrate and not muck around like I have for the past two weeks or so =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This has been fairly straight to the point - i'm working on it ! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-8516542523256263385?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/8516542523256263385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-tiffed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8516542523256263385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/8516542523256263385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/little-tiffed.html' title='A Little Tiff&apos;ed'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-9211397772983143981</id><published>2009-05-05T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:57:46.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blacklisted: Kmart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't even know how to explain this cos the idiots confused the shet outta me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I also have a stack of homework so I will hop to it after letting off some steam, here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Monday, went to Kmart Eastland to ask about how to go about exchanging my faulty phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stupid guy: yeah you just need your receipt (check), has to be within 12 days (check) and we can exchange it. (doesn't specify if it's an automatic exchange or if the phone is to be sent to the manufacturer).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: ok that's cool. thanks. *guy tries to walk off when i'm not finished*. wait !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stupid guy: yeah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: There's one problem, you only have the red/black phones, i want a pink/white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stupid guy: oh then you'll have to check other stores (no shit faggot) *walks off again*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: wait wait, would you be able to call some stores for me please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Stupid guy: yeah but the phone's in use right now, you'd have to wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: ok don't worry about it, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Side note: WTFBBQ?! i asked how there are no colours left that i want - but the phone is BEING SENT TO THE MANUFACTURER. that implies that the phone COMES BACK FROM THE MANUFACTURER. what does that have to do with the stock in store? he should have fricken told me that before i went all the way to Knox to get GG'd! IDIOTA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Today: went to Knox to try there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Service desk idiot: blahblah no our policy is within 7 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;(excuse me wtf? since when do different stores of the same company have DIFFERENT policies?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: but I have a sheet that came with it, etcetc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Service desk idiot: says something about why we were in Eastland and starts closing the box and tells me to go to Eastland. HECK I JUST BLOODY CAME FROM EASTLAND YA EGGNOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Me: what do you mean? there's different policies? the people from the Eastland store told me etcetc. We pretty much rambled to the point where it was undecipherable and i was getting angry and pissed off cos she didnt make any sense. She just basically said something about going to Eastland, going to the electronics department to ask them, go home?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So we went to the electronics. The chick there didn't no jackshit and got pissed off at ME for coming to HER. jesusssssssssss. so they sorted it out. Meanwhile we realised that it was actually 15 days, one day past the due date LOL. what were they shitting on about 10 day 7 day periods for ?! so in a way they let me get away with it. or they don't know how to count 14 days =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went back to service desk. The idiot lady was like, so Eastland store wants to do this that's their perogative, but do you want to get it sent off to the manufacturer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ok dude, i already said i wanted it sent over half an hour ago. I DON'T UNDERSTANDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i was like yah.. what's the difference? she didn't answer my question. rambled on and i was just like wtf - if i go to Eastland they would STILL just send it to manufacturer. i don't fucking understand you!! argh i'm getting all pissed off again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Then she spent another half an hour getting the paper work done. When i worked at Myer, refunds and exchanges were finished in no longer than 10 mins. Maybe electronics is a different story. So now i'm left phoneless for like 3 weeks. If the manufacturers don't call me for whatever reason, I will dispute, and they can wait for a fcuking lawsuit for all i care so i am sick of this shit happening to me all the phone. no phone ever works for me, ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ARGH END THE RANT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;trying to be succinct my ass. i can't help that i elaborate so much. I could have just been like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"today Kmart fucked everything up and i'm left phoneless for 3 weeks." the end. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-9211397772983143981?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/9211397772983143981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/blacklisted-kmart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/9211397772983143981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/9211397772983143981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/blacklisted-kmart.html' title='Blacklisted: Kmart'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-3794619843479176920</id><published>2009-05-05T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T01:11:24.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maths Chapter 7E; 2, 4, 5ace, 8aceg, 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I have pathetic subject titles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I just realised people are reading, or clicking on my blog, cause i unintentionally plugged it by putting the url on my msn personal message (because i had nothing else to say). =/ oh dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I can't remember what i was going to say on here, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ince i don't know the main purpose of this blog i'll just jot down the happenings of today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Period 1 - Textiles. Screwed up my dress. The back gapes cos the fabric stretched. Will be putting darts in. Spent the period reading Fashion Designers of the 20th Century with Belinda. OH and did i mention we had to lift boxes of cardboard paper bags? I couldn't do it. i think i pulled a muscle in my right arm. Some generous tall kid ended up helping me. pathetic, i know. i'm weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Period 2 - English Language. SAC next Tues. class actually did work, i shall bring all my crap to study at the end of the week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Recess - i ate thoses cheese and biscuit things again. I've finished a whole box of like 50. There's only 2 left and i've been eating them for maybe 3 weeks in a row? =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Period 3 - Psychology. we had a free, so Bec and I headed down to the shopping centre to eat and browse? lol, bitching is kinda funny when you're on the same page ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Lunch - oh my goodness i was so high from the Wendy's flake shake i bought.. i felt really sick and bah lunch time was a blur and mess of jumping up and down, laughing hideously and pulling my skirt up and down??  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Period 4 - Business. Brought my laptop to school for nothing, the idiot machine sucked its own batteries dry and killed itself. Ended up losing my high as no one was talking and they all thought i was stupid (thanks guys) so i ended up sitting there doing no work. All is good as i've nearly finished it (did it straight after i got home).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Afterschool - oh lol! thanks Esther and Esther's mum for the lift home. was pretty funny. I had my bag and my laptop, as i put my bag on the seat first i hadn't even gotten in the car yet and she started driving! LOL. so the car kinda stalled as i was like 'err i'm not in the car yet!' hahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As far as shopping goes i'm still trying to find: FLAT lace up boots, a cow watch, a cow wallet, patterned tights &amp;amp; a military style blazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332248236890088882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sf_zhR4JZbI/AAAAAAAAACM/O4k2VFj2Hqo/s320/laceupboots.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Isn't it funny when you want to buy something, it's never there or available. But when you don't need it you see it everywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;tomorrow i'm going to exchange my faulty phone (as i'm technologically disabled). wish my luck the place has the colour i want! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4870391865039482539-3794619843479176920?l=julism.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/feeds/3794619843479176920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-chapter-7e-2-4-5ace-8aceg-9.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3794619843479176920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4870391865039482539/posts/default/3794619843479176920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julism.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-chapter-7e-2-4-5ace-8aceg-9.html' title='Maths Chapter 7E; 2, 4, 5ace, 8aceg, 9'/><author><name>litto.moo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015243092040814284</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/TCRQ47gYJ0I/AAAAAAAAASs/ESC-l5q6exQ/S220/image201006220001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YoqVbikqSu8/Sf_zhR4JZbI/AAAAAAAAACM/O4k2VFj2Hqo/s72-c/laceupboots.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4870391865039482539.post-6658144829724460437</id><published>2009-05-04T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T06:20:35.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, May 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:treb
