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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Mar 2006 16:15:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friends Only&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ludo.org.uk/stood.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;arial&quot; size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment here to be added. x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Mar 2006 15:58:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I think the main reason for me not updating this is because I know that everyone can read it. Something, which initially, I thought I was entirely comfortable with.. but in reality, I don&apos;t think I am. So everything from now on will be friends-only, methinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to have an update on the friends list; if I take you off (which is unlikely), then it doesn&apos;t mean we aren&apos;t friends, as lvejournal isn&apos;t real-life friends. :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 01:16:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>TAURUS April 21st–May 21st&lt;br /&gt;After months of what must feel like treading water, you are finally beginning to drown. It’s a terrible start to the year when you wake up on the 1st without a hangover, but still with a really ugly girl in your bed. Happiness eludes you in 2006, but take heart – for what’s better than happiness? Contentment, apparently. So why don’t you just value what you have and be grateful you’re not some poor cow, married with two kids, and living on some poxy estate. Like Madonna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.divamag.co.uk/diva/horoscopes.asp&quot;&gt;http://www.divamag.co.uk/diva/horoscopes.asp&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2006 16:41:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Happy New Year, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charly and I spent another New Year together; it seemed surreal really, as it didn&apos;t feel as though a year had passed since the previous one. This year we stood outside in my garden, as all of the neighbours try and be better than the Joneses- complete with fireworks, meaning we always get a pretty display for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We let an Octopus balloon that had been given to us by some friends earlier in the week at Birmingham (don&apos;t ask, lol) fly away into the air on the strike of twelve. It looked very pretty as it sailed away into the air, with a written letter on the side to Alice and Tori- the people who gave him to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we came inside and had a glass of Bucks Fizz to celerate 2006. How &lt;s&gt;non&lt;/s&gt;-classy are we? xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was so fun yesterday, for once I didn&apos;t have to measure any children&apos;s feet:D and we only opened until 4.30 due to it being New Year&apos;s eve, so in the end I only ended up working for three hours, as she&apos;d put me on the wrong shift  OhNoxD. Liz, my manager loved my new piercings, and wants her done now lol. They&apos;re such a talking point though, as I was in Salsa (a piercingy, gothy, alternativey shop) and the  extremely friendly (&lt;b&gt;bit fit like&lt;/b&gt;) shop assistant was saying to a girl who I knew from college, which I realised when she turned round and said hi, how much she wanted her tragus pierced. So &quot;oh&quot; says I... &quot;I have mine done&quot;  which then spurred her on to come and have a lookxD. The girl from college, Christina, had her lip pierced, which also looked pretty mint indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birmingham earlier in the week was so much fun. Copious amounts of alcohol, and I also encouraged other people to get pierced too xD Kez had his tongue done, and Alice had her wrist pierced which my other friend Sam now wants doing.&lt;br /&gt;The travelodge was ok, not as clean as in previous visits, but as an amazing coincidence- Charly and I ended up staying in the &lt;b&gt;exact&lt;/b&gt; same room as we had done before:0. Most of all, it was really nice to see everyone. The meal at Nandos was interesting, but the food was nothing new really, which was a little disappointing; as I&apos;d been expecting orgasmic-peri-chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to College on Tuesday :( bah. I&apos;ve really enjoyed having time off and don&apos;t want to go back, as January is full of exams and scary. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to finish watching my new friends dvd boxset now, then will be doing some work if I can kick myself hard enough into doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My New Year&apos;s Resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;*Get fitter&lt;br /&gt;*Lose the 4lb&apos;s I&apos;m sure I will have put on after eating all of the Christmas crap food&lt;br /&gt;*Drink more water&lt;br /&gt;*Be able to drive (something I really want to do!)&lt;br /&gt;*Go and volunteer more &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#B9D3EE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#C6E2FF&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/flowers.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both very knowledgeable and creative.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be full of new ideas and potential - big potential.&lt;br /&gt;Ideas like yours could change the world, if you build them.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you don&apos;t stop working on your dreams, you&apos;ll get there.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/&quot;&gt;What&apos;s Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEE9E9&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Pink&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFAFA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/pink.gif&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relationships, you like to play innocent - even though you aren&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;Each time you fall in love, it&apos;s like falling for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Coy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: Picnic in the park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both caring and dominant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Romance&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/&quot;&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 22:49:48 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#98FB98&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 30% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CAFBCA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-2.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not enough to scare other people...&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes you scare yourself.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2005 23:47:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>( ) stayed single the whole year.&lt;br /&gt;( ) got your first kiss&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed someone new &lt;br /&gt;( ) made-out for the first time&lt;br /&gt;(x) made-out in/on a car&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed in the snow&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed in the rain&lt;br /&gt;( ) fell in love&lt;br /&gt;( ) fell in love with a fool&lt;br /&gt;( ) had your heart broken&lt;br /&gt;(x) broke someone else&apos;s heart&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a good relationship with someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) questioned your sexual orientation&lt;br /&gt;(x) came out of the closet (well, to some new people, I guess)&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten pregnant&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten someone else pregnant&lt;br /&gt;( ) had an abortion&lt;br /&gt;( ) gotten married&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a divorce&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a gay marriage&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;(x) dated someone you&apos;ll never forget (am dating them now)&lt;br /&gt;(x) done something you&apos;ve regretted&lt;br /&gt;( ) lost your true love&lt;br /&gt;( ) lost faith in love&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed under misletoe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK/SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(x) got a promotion&lt;br /&gt;( ) got a pay raise&lt;br /&gt;(x) changed jobs &lt;br /&gt;( ) lost your job&lt;br /&gt;( ) quit your job &lt;br /&gt;( ) dated a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;( ) dated your boss&lt;br /&gt;( ) dated your boss&apos; daughter/son&lt;br /&gt;( ) got fired from your job&lt;br /&gt;( ) got straight A&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;(x) met one teacher you really like&lt;br /&gt;(x) met one teacher you really hated&lt;br /&gt;(x) found the subject you love&lt;br /&gt;( ) failed a class&lt;br /&gt;( ) cut class&lt;br /&gt;( ) skipped school &lt;br /&gt;(x) got into a fight with a classmate&lt;br /&gt;(x) did something you were proud of&lt;br /&gt;(x) discovered a new talent&lt;br /&gt;( ) gave the teachers a reason to teach&lt;br /&gt;(x) proved yourself an idiot&lt;br /&gt;( ) embaressed yourself in front of the class&lt;br /&gt;( ) fell in love with a teacher&lt;br /&gt;( ) got a lead in the school play&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a varsity team&lt;br /&gt;(x) were involved in something you&apos;ll never forget&lt;br /&gt;( ) got sent to the office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ) painted a picture&lt;br /&gt;(x) wrote a poem&lt;br /&gt;( ) ran a mile&lt;br /&gt;(x) listened to music you couldn&apos;t stand&lt;br /&gt;( ) double-dipped&lt;br /&gt;( ) skinny-dipped&lt;br /&gt;(x) went to a sleepover&lt;br /&gt;( ) went to camp&lt;br /&gt;( ) threw a surprise party&lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed till you cried&lt;br /&gt;( ) laughed till you peed in your pants&lt;br /&gt;(x) flirted shamelessly&lt;br /&gt;(x) visited a foreign country&lt;br /&gt;(x) visted a foreign state&lt;br /&gt;(x) cooked a disasterous meal&lt;br /&gt;(x) lost something important to you&lt;br /&gt;(x) got a gift you adore&lt;br /&gt;(x) realized something new about yourself&lt;br /&gt;(x) went on a diet&lt;br /&gt;( ) tried to gain weight&lt;br /&gt;(x) dyed your hair&lt;br /&gt;( ) came close to losing your life&lt;br /&gt;( ) someone close to you died&lt;br /&gt;(x) went to a party&lt;br /&gt;(x) drank alchohol&lt;br /&gt;(x) drank alchohol underage&lt;br /&gt;( ) did drug(s)&lt;br /&gt;(x) got drunk&lt;br /&gt;( ) got arrested&lt;br /&gt;(x) read a great book&lt;br /&gt;(x) saw a great movie&lt;br /&gt;( ) saw a movie so scary that it made you cry&lt;br /&gt;( ) saw your favorite band/artist live&lt;br /&gt;(x) saw someone famous in person&lt;br /&gt;(x) did something you want to tell everyone&lt;br /&gt;(x) Enjoyed this year over all</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2005 00:30:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Brilliant trip to Birmingham, one which deserves an update post all to itself, so I shall do one tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, for now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ludo.org.uk/helix.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ludo.org.uk/tragus.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D bought them for myself as a Christmas present.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Dec 2005 15:14:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ludo.org.uk/santa/laura.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas Everyone!!!!!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 18:49:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Had a busy day today; got my hair cut and coloured which took three hours lol. Several people who I went to school with are training there, including the girl who did my colour- so it was really nice to catch up with her :) Several people from the Grove are pregnant, with one expecting her second baby lol. I imagine Grove reunions (if I ever go to one) being a ton of drug dealing chavs, with &quot;children&quot; who are signing on at the job centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum had given me a lift into town as she was working, so I went back to the shop to be with her for the rest of the day. She likes it when I go as she can just leave me on the till whilst she does stuff, which is cool. I like talking to all of the old ladies who come in for a chat, as they are fabulous. One woman came in called Sylvia, who is a little eccentric, with her labrador who is named Frank. Frank, bless his heart is 20! and when you stroke his head, he softly sits down next to you and rests his head against your knee. &amp;lt;3 One of the volunteer women said I look like my mum lol, which she says each and every time I go and help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the volunteers are so sweet, especially the ones who you know truly love coming in and helping. My mother sent me accross to the other shop (as she manages two) with some pens, and sitting at the till was this lady called Margaret who I have talked to a couple of times with my mother. She immediately recognised me, and beamed when I did my usual &quot;y&apos;alright [ insert name ]&quot; teehee, and the other lady told me to have a merry christmas. I love old people, they are fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, after persuading a woman to buy a woollen knitted jumper (&quot;oooooooooh a bit of extra conditioner in the wash with that, it&apos;ll come up really well&quot; &amp;lt;/camp&amp;gt;) and when my mother had come back to look after one of the tills, I then went to the dentists (again) to see whether he could fit me in as one of my fillings really hadn&apos;t worked, causing me loads of pain :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back half an hour later, and now it&apos;s all done again after another two needles in my mouth. This time I hardly cringed lol, so I think I&apos;m becoming a pro at the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really like my hair! It looks great, and I lovelovelove the woman who tidied up the cut for me, called Sophie *sends her love* as she is so talented and brill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth is going a lot less numb :D I&apos;ve just eaten a whole bowl of cous cous to try and make the feeling come back a bit quicker. Not sure whether it&apos;s worked, but the cous cous was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went shopping in town with James, saw Rach (who I ended up coming home with in the end) and her boyfriendo who is so sweet (: they make a very good couple. Got all of my presents!! whey, so I&apos;m all sorted for christmas. Ohyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cardiff tomorrow, which I&apos;m looking forward to, as I haven&apos;t been to the city itself before so it should be at least interesting. We&apos;re going to a yuletide thing or something in the Stadium, seeing a few gyuk people and yerwhatnot.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2005 00:44:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/X/XShakaWTWF/1110487294_keys-handcuffKey.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;handcuff key&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&apos;re the key to handcuffs. You set people free,&lt;br&gt;or maybe lock them up. You can be sought,&lt;br&gt;fought over, and valued. Be careful who you let&lt;br&gt;use you; you can be an instrument of justice or&lt;br&gt;injustice depending on your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/XShakaWTWF/quizzes/What%20sort%20of%20key%20are%20you%20and%20what%20do%20you%20unlock%3F/&quot;&gt; What sort of key are you and what do you unlock?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 21:52:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Owwwww. My teeth hurt as I&apos;ve had some fillings today for &quot;prevention&quot; according to my dentist, however I have convinced myself that he&apos;s one of those nhs swindlers lol. I&apos;m lucky to have a dentist really, especially considering what has been on the news recently, so I shouldn&apos;t complain that my mouth feels as though as I have been chewing on a bag of rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise.. pretty damn good, annnd it&apos;s nearly the end of collegeeeeeeeeeeeeee! :D ooh and I booked my hair appointment too! which is fabulous, even though I couldn&apos;t talk (from having had injections in my gums).. and my mother insisted that I talked to the hairdreser slash receptionist, who was unbelievably pretty with black (emoish) glasses. So I hope she&apos;s there when I go :D</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Dec 2005 20:01:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;All Time Love&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, you walk by, &lt;br /&gt;The goods ones, ‘cause you’re trying, &lt;br /&gt;Too hard, too hard to see them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, you don’t find the right lines &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause your trying, too hard, too hard to hear them &lt;br /&gt;But you know what it feels like, &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause you’re like me &lt;br /&gt;And u won’t give up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till an all time love &lt;br /&gt;‘Cause nothing else is good enough &lt;br /&gt;I want an all time love &lt;br /&gt;To find me… Oh… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days, you’re too set in your ways &lt;br /&gt;And you forget to &lt;br /&gt;Shut up, shut up and listen &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some days you just have &lt;br /&gt;To misplace all your mistakes, &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere that you won’t miss them &lt;br /&gt;So stop lying that you’re fine, cause you’re like me, &lt;br /&gt;And you can’t give up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till an all time love &lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing else, is good enough &lt;br /&gt;I want an all time love &lt;br /&gt;To find me… Oh… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe that it’s a failure &lt;br /&gt;I don’t believe that it’s a fault &lt;br /&gt;Cause if everything were plain sailing &lt;br /&gt;Oh tell me – what would there be left to resolve &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But an all time love &lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing else, is good enough &lt;br /&gt;I want an all time love &lt;br /&gt;To find me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want an all time love &lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing else, is good enough &lt;br /&gt;I want an all time love &lt;br /&gt;To find me…</description>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.ludo.org.uk/cute.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How cute is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so, so much work to do today. GAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On brighter news however, it&apos;s my neighbour&apos;s birthday today, so many happy returns to her! Her name is Grace and she is 96!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 19:52:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually, I never pay so much attention to horoscopes, but my little vice of reading them seems to still be there! They all seem quite true at the moment though, especially the last one. Recently I have been a lot more fiesty, which isn&apos;t necessarily a bad thing, but it is a bit of a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I haven&apos;t updated in a while so I thought I would. This week I&apos;m currently doing a work experience placement at a local primary school; it&apos;s extremely fun, as I&apos;m with a year three class :D Weirdly enough, it&apos;s really making me consider whether social work is my thang at all :S but we&apos;ll think about that one later lol.. my brain is ignoring those thoughts for the time being. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the kids are so sweet, especially &quot;x&quot; (no names, as I&apos;d feel rude talking about x on here), but just know that x is beautiful and wonderful and says the funniest things teehee. x is a boy who I am observing as part of my work, so my majority of time is spent with him, watching how he reacts and challenging him. It&apos;s immensely rewarding, especially when they prove to you that they have been taking it in. X has a few problems with writing things down, even though he has the most brilliant mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little boy called z brightened up my morning when I first got in, as I&apos;d just walked to school (it&apos;s only about a ten minute walk away, but it was freezing this morning at 8.40, so I zoomed there in five minutes) and he was there and said &quot;Good morning!! :D&quot; the second he saw me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls are fab too! I could go on all day about all of their individual brilliances, but I&apos;ll save it. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to them read is very fun, as is helping with spellings. My &quot;curly cuh&quot; alphabet is coming on swimmingly. This afternoon I even had the chance to watch a pantomime.. aww bless them, it was sweet but it went on for agggges. The poor little year three&apos;s sitting there for an hour and a half lol. They were all like 0___o by the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and actually fell asleep for a bit, oh dear. Tonight I am going to go to bed. I know I alllwayyys say that, but tonight I am. Steve Mc&apos;Allinden from college rang my house, which to be honest was a bit annoying, as it woke me up from sleeping because my mother woke me up to tell me I was wanted, and secondly because he wanted to re-arrange my little mentoring meeting thing, so as I can meet my wee mentoree. Ugh. I don&apos;t know whether I feel like mentoring myself lol, never mind someone else! Bah! I&apos;ll end up doing it, but never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, I&apos;m happy really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and Dave&apos;s birthday bash in Nottingham was fab! 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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 19:18:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Taurus: (21 April-21 May)&lt;br /&gt;The Anger Management classes you were signed up for without your conscious consent are about to end. Your unconscious, in its infinite wisdom, has decided that enough’s enough and thinks that by now you should have ‘gotten the message’ so to speak. So, this is your last week to prove it right. By Friday you’ll be a master at being patient, yet pushy when needed. Assertive when it’s called for. Angry when you feel it, without feeling guilty or at fault. Even for a patient sign like you, it’s been quite a challenge. Life picks up the pace so be prepared after Friday when Mars in your sign marches forward and things suddenly go whoosh once more. Dead-ends, one-way streets and stagnant energy all start to open up and you’ll find that the things you let go of, and refused to deal with, may actually have righted themselves, without any effort on your part. Use this last week to decide which side of the fence you’re on, what you want. Desire is your fuel. Know what you want and you’re 90% closer to getting it.</description>
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  <description>Taurus: (21 April-21 May)&lt;br /&gt;“Let’s talk about Sex, baby”. Indeed. If you’re involved with a Taurus now, phew! Let’s just hope you’re providing for them, or the sparks are sure to fly. After seeing your chart for the week ahead, Bulls, I’m inclined to seek you out when I’m in need of a mental or verbal pick-me-up. Your mind is certainly in the gutter in all good ways, (who was it who said you see the stars from here..?) Unresolved questions or issues partnerships reappear to remind you nothing is over till it’s over – are you sure you’re through? Other people may flake out more than you’d care to deal with this week – people disappear, don’t return calls, don’t follow up. They may stall you, delay you, cut you off on the road, push in front in queues, but it’s all a test of your ongoing patience and anger management. If you’re being treated badly, then by all means blow it open. Say it like you see it. Be real to be treated real. Just use caution – are you blowing it up? Use Friday’s new moon to say good riddance to the past – drag out your old ‘stuff’ and either recycle it, or nuke it – politely of course…</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Nov 2005 15:56:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I keep having really peculiar dreams recently; the other night I dreamt that me and my mother were in a supermarket, then the next minute everyone was on the floor after a tannoy has said there had been a terrorist threat. 0_o I woke up in a cold sweat at 5.30 in the morning, and it took me a few minutes to realise that it was a dream and not reality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ex dreams keep continuing too- the most recent was last night when I&apos;d gone into town with friends, ans saw a friend of hers, who basically told me I was a bit of an idiot. lol. Oh dear, they&apos;ll stop soon hopefully. I think it&apos;s just because I have been so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blah it&apos;s so gay tomorrow, as I&apos;m going to have to catch the 7o&apos;clock bus into college, when usually I can have a sleep in on a Monday until the 9.15. This is because it&apos;s &quot;tides&quot; this week, meaning that all of our lessons are an hour long, and the timetable is all different. My mother is working too, so no chance of a lift with her either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was reeeeeally good yesterday, oddly enough. I was :D because my manager put me, out of all of the saturday people on adults shoes. She also included mee on the &quot;experienced people&quot; list at the sales briefing evening earlier in the week, so that was pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew, a guy I work with, was really upset so I gave him a hug and told him that he knows he can talk to me anytime. He&apos;s really stressed out as I saw him earlier in the week and he seemed down. My manager didn&apos;t help things by the sounds of what I heard as she took him for a wee &quot;chat&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I feel down, I always make a list of reasons to be happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been spent snuggled up in bed, but I&apos;d better do some crappy work. Bah. Oh well, not too long left at college now :D I have until the 16th, so only three more weeks until the holidays.</description>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;JCB: Nizlopi&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;m rumblin&apos; in this JCB.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m 5 years old and my dad&apos;s a giant sitting beside me.&lt;br /&gt;And the engine rattles my bum like berserk&lt;br /&gt;While we&apos;re singin, &apos;Don&apos;t forget your shovel if you want to go to work!&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad&apos;s probably had a bloody hard day&lt;br /&gt;But he&apos;s been good fun and bubblin and jokin&apos; away&lt;br /&gt;And the procession of cars stuck behind&lt;br /&gt;are gettin all impatient and angry, but we dont mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An&apos; we&apos;re holdin up the bypass&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad havin a top laugh&lt;br /&gt;oh woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin on the toolbox&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so glad I&apos;m not in school, boss&lt;br /&gt;So glad I&apos;m not in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we pull over to let cars past&lt;br /&gt;And pull off again, speedin by the summer green grass&lt;br /&gt;And we&apos;re like giants up here in our big yellow digger&lt;br /&gt;Like zoids, or transformers, or maybe even bigger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex!&lt;br /&gt;And eat up all the bullies and the teachers and their pets&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll tell all my mates that my dad&apos;s B.A. Baracus&lt;br /&gt;Only with a JCB and Bruce Lee&apos;s nunchuckas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And We&apos;re holdin up the bypass&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad havin a top laugh&lt;br /&gt;oh woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin on the toolbox&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so glad I&apos;m not in school, boss&lt;br /&gt;So glad I&apos;m not in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we&apos;re holdin up the bypass&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad havin a top laugh&lt;br /&gt;oh woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sittin on the toolbox&lt;br /&gt;oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so glad I&apos;m not in school, Boss&lt;br /&gt;So glad I&apos;m not in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we&apos;re holdin&apos; up the bypass&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my dad havin a top laugh&lt;br /&gt;oh woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m sittin on the toolbox&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so glad I&apos;m not in school, Boss&lt;br /&gt;So glad I&apos;m not in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw, I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m Luke, I&apos;m five, and my dad&apos;s Bruce Lee. Drives me round in his JCB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s being tipped to be a sneak entry for Christmas number one. The band is called &quot;Nizlopi&quot; and comprises of Luke (the guy who wrote the song) and his friend who plays guitar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a random: &quot;gets on my nerves&quot; thing: People who think they have the worst problems in the world annoy me so much, they really do. The quote of the week in my planner is something like &quot;Thousands and tens of thousands of people have mastered problems just as difficult as those that now baffle you&quot; and omg, how true for some people.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Nov 2005 00:08:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oooh a good day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into work and they gave me what I was owed out of the till, so I&apos;m a wee bit richer than I was! Annnnnd omg Lydia &amp;lt;33333333333333333333333333333333333333333 has said that she will work my Saturday, for when it&apos;s Dave&apos;s Birthday, so I can definitely go. Whey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly in two mins as to what to do regarding transport, as if I go from Shrewsbury (direct from College) it will cost me the grand sum of £17.90, whereas if I catch the bus to Stoke on Trent (which is on the x64 route) and get the train from Stoke station then I will knock my fare down to £6 lol. The Shrewsbury one involves going down and up, so that&apos;s why it&apos;s so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coll was alright, and everyone seems unbelievably stressed out so it&apos;s nice that I&apos;m not the only one. Matt was like :( so I chatted with him for a bit. Bought myself some of those herbal kalms tablet things, so it&apos;ll be interesting to see if they work. They taste nice enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lesson was hok, even though I felt a bit sick :S made a few silly mistakes lol but never mind. I have another lesson tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I&apos;m going to get my hair dyed soon; well, highlighted, but I am not quite sure what colour. Getting a bit fed up of the blonde mixture, so I think I made have some definite bleached streaks with a very dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2005 23:35:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The UCAS is now done, and sent off at College. Ohyes. Somehow, I&apos;d managed to turn it into some elaborate thing, and being a wee bit apathetic with it over the past few weeks hasn&apos;t helped. However, I must say, my personal statement (as it is a complete bitch to write one for Social Work, which is a renowned fact because you have to spell out your intense PASSION AND EMOTION AND WHY you want to enter a career; not just study a degree) was quite pleasing to the eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tutor had written such a nice thing to go along with what I was sending though, and he even commented about how difficult it had been to get the enthusiasm through without trying to sound like you&apos;re being ott.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, personal statement done, so it should by all hoping meet the January deadline, considering they say it takes about 3 weeks for College to process the form and the deadline is 15th of Jan so it all should be fine. In all fairness, I think I am going to have a year out next year considering how stressed out I have been recently, but at least I haven&apos;t limited myself by not applying this year as I can always defer if I was lucky enough to get a place. The depressing thing is that I will be vying with people so much older than me :S ...... yet! what is the point in worrying now :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My chosen six in the end are:&lt;br /&gt;Bath University&lt;br /&gt;Bristol UWE&lt;br /&gt;Sussex University and Brighton University (they share the course)&lt;br /&gt;Manchester University&lt;br /&gt;Birmingham University&lt;br /&gt;Nottingham Trent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a driving lesson which was quite nice, even though I could tell I was tired out of my mind. Recently I&apos;ve not been sleeping as well which hasn&apos;t been helped by my continual ridiculous behaviour of not going to sleep early enough. Lol, I stayed up talking to someone last night until 3, and then when I went to bed, I couldn&apos;t stop thinking about everything and anything, so I didn&apos;t fall asleep till 4 0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Rach was on the bus today, as I know she has been equally as stressed recently too.. and in a weird way, it was really nice to have a chat with someone who is going through the same thing. She can&apos;t sleep either atm, and then we got talking about the whole eating thing. Most of my friends don&apos;t know, or I have never really wanted to talk about it before, but me and Rachael got onto the topic today as she has been going through something similar. I&apos;ve had a few weight issues in the past, and did at one point, when being honest, border onto anorexia, so I&apos;m quite well educated in what I&apos;m saying. Before anyone starts worrying, i dealt with it a while ago.. and it does rear its ugly head every so often, which it has done over this past three months of stress, but I&apos;m in control of it completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admitting something is much better than just ignoring it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm what else. Well, we had a really nice heart to heart so that was cool *thumbs up* We do have a giggle though, lol, she asked me out but you know.. straight girls really aren&apos;t my type. She was gutted, obv:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam was being a bit of a pleb earlier today, as sorry as  am to say it. Sometimes he makes me feel really stupidand a bit like I&apos;m being daft, and it was one of those days. I think he knew I was a wee bit pissed off at him, from some of my sharper comments back lol. He texted me pretty soon after though and was like &quot;I&apos;m sorry!:(&quot; and we had a chat on the phone too later this eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got in after my tea though, I just crashed out on my bed and fell asleep for about 3 hours. Weirdly, I dreamt of Charly; I&apos;d gone into Clarks and was waiting, and then she appeared out of the back so I must have been waiting for her. She looked at me, then my old music teacher came behind her (like her father type figure) looked me up and down and said &quot;don&apos;t upset her&quot;. In the dream, she looked overjoyed to see me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The she gave me a big hug and we went for a walk in the Pride Hill Shopping Centre, up and down an escalator. my whole persona was quiet, even in the dream I felt intensely uncomfortable, and was completely quiet for the entire time. Se repeatedly asked  &quot;can we get back together?&quot; and I just moved from side to side, laughed nervously and felt overhwelmingly uncomfortable. Uncomfortable is the only word that goes far enough to describe how I felt, yet it is quite peculiar to have such an intense feeling in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps indicative of something. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huuuuuuuuuum. lol, I haven&apos;t done my health and social care homework, and do i care? nope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll do my sociology though in a  minute, I am really enjoying that at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else. Ooh I was emailling everyone earlier about the meal, and I now have about a million messages in my inbox to sort out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to pop into work tomorrow, Liz the batch wasn&apos;t there. Ohnoes.. although it would have been very useful if she had of been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2005 13:09:11 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/X/XB/XBO/xbostonchick/1131214040_uresdameon.JPG&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;HASH(0x8d53904)&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&apos;re most like Dameon! &quot;Almost too gay to&lt;br&gt;function&quot; is how your best friends&lt;br&gt;describe you, and you don&apos;t care what people&lt;br&gt;think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/xbostonchick/quizzes/What%20character%20from%20Mean%20Girls%20are%20you%20most%20like%3F/&quot;&gt; What character from Mean Girls are you most like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, moi?! camp?! much?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Nov 2005 00:59:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;border:inset 2px;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://marnanel.org/county/1/VZfEKCgNni1cR000&quot; alt=&quot;County map&quot; width=&quot;399&quot; height=&quot;612&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;I&apos;ve visited the counties in yellow.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://marnanel.org/counties&quot;&gt;Which counties have &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; visited?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;made by &lt;a href=&quot;http://marnanel.org&quot;&gt;marnanel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;map reproduced from Ordnance Survey map data&lt;br&gt;by permission of the Ordnance Survey.&lt;br&gt;&amp;copy; Crown copyright 2001.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Nov 2005 01:03:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>GRAGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual fact, I&apos;m not stressed, but I felt like a stress relieving word. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sociology essay that I handed in, after spending a decent amount of time on it, was rewarded with a good mark so I am pretty chuffed with that today. My teacher blatantly thinks I am lazy lol, but this is proof that I may make messy notes (as generally this teacher [the madly Irish, Collette.. who would actually be quite attractive, if not preggers] seems to go on standards of note taking, and then does an assessment after the topic on an essay) but I do know my stuff. 8D how arrogant, lol. I am just quite pleasedas I love proving people wrong. I had a different teacher last year, who I think told her that I can be lazy at times. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate from work rang me this morning, and left an answerphone message that sounded something like: &quot;Hiiiiiiiii Laura &amp;lt;3333333 it&apos;s Kate. Can you do any hours for me today, as it&apos;s only me and Lydia in because Chloe (a new girl) hasn&apos;t turned up. loveyaaasss etc&quot;. So I took pity and rang her back, to say I could do an hour if she was that desperato. She jumped at the chance, lol, so I did an hour so as both of them could have a break for dinner. Lydia squealed &quot;LAURAAAAA! ........FOOOOOOOOD!:D&quot; when I turned up. teehee.&lt;br /&gt;The hour basically comprised of a really sweet little girl, who I fitted a pair of boots for :); a very nice lady who I had a chat with for a bit; and then an absolute pest of a woman who wanted a shoe in a size four. &lt;br /&gt;Fine, says I. Promptly, I then go and hunt for it, find that it is the bottom box of the order pile, meaning I need to move about 30 boxes to get it. Fine. &quot;Oh the five fits!!!&quot; when I get back downstairs, boots in tow. GER. She was really ungrateful, batch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving afterwards! :D I really enjoyed it today. Even though my instructor thought it would be &lt;b&gt;hilarious&lt;/b&gt;, as I was going through a really, really tight gap; inbetween a bus that had stopped to let people on, and a parked car which was illegally parked parallel to it. Another car was waiting on the approachign side, so there I was carefully going through.  And I hear a loud &lt;font size=&quot;15&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;BANG&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. Surprisingly, it didn&apos;t make me move the car at all. I just jumped out of my skin, lol. It was my driving instructor trying to kid me that I had bumped into another car! grr! It was hilarious, but I told him off about it. &quot;NIGEL! HOW MEAN! :P!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. Only got one lesson tomorrow &amp;lt;3 and am seeing sam, which should be nice. Need to get the uni stuff sorted before next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new scarf is so sexy. I&apos;ll post a pic when I don&apos;t look as tired. yawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight honeys. xxx</description>
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