Have you ever noticed how when you ask someone the time, they always say, "Now?" 'Tis slightly infuriating and always tempts me to say, "No, in 5 minutes, obviously!"

While on time and my annoyances, do you ever notice when someone looks at the clock and you then ask them what the time is, they always look again. Like, what were you looking at the clock for in the first place? Or do you just have a seriously short attention span?

xx Miss Moi

Do you ever have one thing among all the craziness that makes you just step back and go 'wow'. Mine are normally really stupid little things that actually mean nothing but that take me by total surprise.

Example One: Allow me to introduce Person A. Person A enjoys Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain. Okay, in actual fact Person A is simply a guy at my school, you know the type, never do any work, always mess around and are most likely doing some kind of drugs.

So, as the story goes, I am sitting on a couch in the Library during a free period, quietly minding my own business when KAZAAM! my pencil case and all my other books go flying off my seat. I'm putting the books on my lap away so I can lean down and get it (a massive task as I always seems to have ten billion, after starting off with one...) when Person A, sitting on the couch next to me, leans down and picks them up for me. It literally caught my breath a little. And no, not because we had a Hollywood moment where I look up and he's leaning into me. Just because it was the absolute last thing I expected someone like Person A to do. Maybe snigger to his mates or make some joke about being 'un-co', but never actually help me. And it made me think; would I do the same if it happened to him. Most likely, no. Because I'd written him off as a tool. It made my day.

xx Miss Moi

I go back to school tomorrow. Sad, but unfortunately true.

You know that feeling you get right before you have to do something you don't want to, that unwarranted sense of dread like the world is about to collapse and there is nothing you can do about it but eat some icecream and wallow in your sorrows. It creeps up on you from the moment you're at the halfway mark of your holidays, and can no longer tell yourself you have ages left. Each day of that gloomy week a weight is put on your heart, growing heavier, heavier, heavier. The night before is the worst - it's like Sunday night but without the good TV. There is no way you can deny it any more, as hard as you might try. Gone are the days of waking up half an hour before you go back to sleep, the days of going into the city DURING the day and seeing people stare at you in awe, and most importantly the days of being able to go to the bathroom without having to get permission from a middle-aged discontented teacher. Sigh.

But back to the feeling - it's not just before bad things. Right before you're having a party, for example. That half hour where you sit around worrying that no one will turn up and you'll be left all alone with a packet of streamers and a bowl of punch. Everything's laid out, everthing prepared and there's nothing you can do but... wait. There's nothing you can do, the inevitable is soon to become the reality. Before a test, when you wonder if you have in fact done enough (in my case, most likely not). Before an awkward telephone call to, perhaps, tell your boss your quitting (something I still haven't quite got the guts to do). It's when you're nerves kick in and you're common sense goes out the door. You know that there's nothing you can do, and while this should be a consolidation it soon becomes a fear.

So, what to do in these times? Well, isn't it obvious. Nothing.

xx Miss Moi

I realise I have no right to sit here and write another blog. I have abandoned you for far too long to ever show my face in this town again. I am an outcast, a shunned, an 'omg, what is she doing here?'

But I must get down on bended knee and beg for your forgiveness. I have no excuse; no dog has mutilated me, no guy crushed my heart, no assignment kept me in my room for weeks. Hell, I've been on holidays for a week now! I am going to be blatantly honest with you - I, Miss Moi, ran out of things to say. There, it's out. I can't take it back now. I know you never thought it could be true, but alas, it is. I know it's spinning your world off it's axis but they are no other reasons. I simply had nothing to talk about.

Here's where you get rewarded for coming back and reading this - I now do! I went off for three long weeks and searched for things to say, for the meaning of life and all that jazz. And now I'm back and I'm going to do the only thing I know how - I'm going to blog about it. Don't expect daily monologues, just some good old-fashioned blogging. It's going to be a bit less impersonal and you may actually find out somethings about me (shock, horror). Thankyou for weathering out the storm. You shall be rewarded.

xx Miss Moi

"Even if you are on the right track, you will get run over if you just sit there."

- Will Rogers

"Dream as if you'll live forever, live as if you'll die today."

- James Dean

You see things; and you say 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say 'Why not?'

- George Bernard Shaw

Why is it that random stangers feel the need to ask you about you want to do with the rest of your life?

As soon as the words slip your lips that you're in highschool, the automatic question is "what do you want to do when you finish?" For the o.oooo1% of us who have actually figured this, sure, that's great. But for the other lot, who are just trying to get through their next assignment let alone thinking about possibly the biggest decision of our young lives, well, it leads to some awkward fumbling and slurred sentences. What amazes me is the range of people who ask you this - while working at the supermarket the other day, I was asked the very question by a random lady buying cornflakes. I mean, come on, do you really think I'm going to have a heart to heart over a cash register?

The generic answer is, of course, "I'm still deciding between some different pathways". It's always a winner, as it lets people think you're really intellectual and mature, while those pathways actually include the escape exits - front or back, which should I choose? But of course, this all collapses if they ask which pathways they might be. We've already had a discussion (okay, me rambling for half a page) about awkward silences, and this is another surefire way to create one. You may be thinking 'is this girl socially challenged?', but I assure you, I'm not. I am perfectly able to create conversation. But come on. This is extreme circumstances. Bluffing can of course be used, in which the anwerer comes up with a random career path they have no real intention of following, but sounds real enough. My personal favourite is "something in Public Relations". If anyone can tell me what this actually is, I'll give you 50 bucks*.

Alas, after many trials and errors, I have come to the conclusion that there is no safe answer and mostly end up just saying "I don't know". This either has one of two reactions; a sympathetic nod, complete with head lean, or a half hour rant about how today's society is corrupting our youth. Neither are exactly optimal responses, but will have to do under the circumstances.

But for you, my dear readers, I will try to answer this century-old question as truthfully as I can. When I finish school I want to travel for a ridiculously long time, living on nothing more than a shoestring and go into complete denial about any responsibility or choices I have to makes. There. I'm sure my 90-year-old grandfather will just love that.

xx Miss Moi

*Okay, I admit I was bit dramatic. No, I will not be giving anyone $50. Sorry to get your hopes up ;)

We don't stop playing because we grow old. We grow old because we stop playing.
- George Bernard Shaw

Never take life seriously. Nobody gets out alive anyway.
-Anonymous

I was worried, to say the least, to hear about the two American journalists, Laura Ling and Euna Lee, who have been sentenced to two years hard labour for committing a 'grave crime'. After the April nuclear tests in North Korea, I seriously worry about what going to happen next.

This is no laughing matter, but seriously, North Korea has now threatened to test-launch a new, more advanced missile if the UN doesn't apologise for condemning their April launch. Hm, that sounds really logical to me *sarcasticness emanating off*. And come on Hillary - saying that your considering putting North Korea back on the list of 'Countries Who Support Terrorism'? Oh, I'm sure it's got them quaking in their boots, and sending your journalists right on home.

I'm not going to sit here and pretend I have any clue about anything to do with politics or this situation, because let's be serious here. I'm a 14 year old girl sitting at a computer on the other side of the country. I wouldn't have a clue about how any of this works. But it seems to me (and please dont judge me if I sound naive) that the US treads a fine line between doing just about nothing and meddling way beyond what they should. I mean, it's my understanding that a US ship docks in Fremantle each year that 'will not be confirmed' whether it has nuclear substances on it or not. And of course Australia sits here like the little kid we are while the big bully knocks us round a bit and tells us to shut up. America has meddled in hundreds of countries, including our own (need I remind you of WW2) and yet can I seriously sit here and say that we could have done without that? No. Sure, they nuclear bombed the hell out of Japan, absolutely devastating entire regions, but at the end of the day we most likely would have lost the war without them. It's that horrible fine line of something you're totally against, and something you can't live without. Please leave me a message telling me if I'm completely wrong or your thoughts. To tell you the truth, I'm a bit short on material, so what better way to get people talking than write about politics ;).

xx Miss Moi

"In the hopes of reaching the moon, men failed to see the flowers blossoming at their feet."

- Albert Schweitzer

Oh, how I love to laugh at footballers being idiots!

Ben Cousins is in the hot water again (when is he not?) after flipping his middle finger on national television. Didn't some alarm bells ring? Anything? No? The controversial footballer, who was kicked off the West Coast Eagles in 2007, looked down the barrel of the camera before Saturday night's game against Fremantle (his first at Subiaco since being sacked) and gave the one fingered salute, which was then broadcasted all over Channel Ten news. Not only did this provide some very embarrassing comments from AFL chiefs such as Andrew Demetriou ("We don't want any players doing that sort of thing, let alone Ben Cousins"), the Richmond Tigers have fined him $5000. He later said it was a joke for the "van man" and that "within our family we all do it to each other as a joke gesture. I've even seen my grandmother do it". Well, I think I'm starting to understand a bit of Ben's problems.

But, to be fair, if I was constantly under the spotlight like football players, especially a previously self-confessed drug addict like Cousins, I'm sure there would be times that I'd do things that even I wondered about. Actually, I already do that now. Maybe we (namely I) should lay off him - I'm sure the 5000 dollar fine is giving him enough grief as it is. And hey, at least he beat Freo.

xx Miss Moi

Welcome to June! First day of Winter, half way through the year, and officially one week since I started this blog! Thankyou everyone for your support.

I'm a Winter girl. I am. As much as I love long Summer days lazing around the pool, I have spent way too many 40 degree days sitting in a stuffy classroom attempting to focus on the equation of a parabola (which are, by the way, possibly the most annoying things in the world). No - freezing, windy, rainy days are my dream come true. Possibly the best feeling in the world is being tucked up in a warm cosy bed and hearing the rain and wind hitting your window. It makes me shiver with excitement!

So what's so special about June?

• The rose is the flower for June, and the pearl is the gem.
• The first of the month is Breast Check Day - go to http://www.mcgrathfoundation.com.au/ for more info.
• May and June are also the months for Australia's Biggest Morning Tea - go to http://www.biggestmorningtea.com.au/. I'm holding mine next weekend :)
• It's apple month, with Fuji, Golden Delicious, Pink Lady and Granny Smith all coming into season. Time to bring out that apple pie recipe...
• National Sorry Week is from Wednesday 27th May to Wednesday 3rd June. The theme is "See a person, not a stereotype".
• It's the 'Winter Solstice' on the 22nd - the longest day of the year!
• Nicole Kidman turns 41, Angelina Jolie turns 33 and Johnny Depp turns 45 (*tear*)

Happy June!

xx Miss Moi