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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Feb 2005 11:49:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m at fran&apos;s at the moment. stayed hea last night :. watched dodgeball and cheaper by the dozen. amused me greatly. i dunno what im doing tonigh or where i may be going. I&apos;ve asked vic but i very much doubt i&apos;ll be staying anywhere with her. that girl doesnt change. thats all im saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonna see beaky and lauren. i feel really depressed at the moment. yeno, for obviuse reasons. i just have far too much on my mind at the moment and i need my close friends hea for me :) hope theyr alright. havent see beak for a while. and lauren since the arena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im listening to Staceys mom :D reminds me of the KTV crew so much. it&apos;s great :) cheers me up loads. just reminds me of school and all the godo stuff that happend. everyone was always there for eachother. not that they arent now. i know that if i ever need my friends they&apos;ll always be there for me :) which makes me feel loads better. i just like remembering school so much. was the happiest time of my life in that shithole. so many memories. &lt;br /&gt;listening to &apos;until the day i die&apos; another school song :) ee how good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose im in a good mood today considering. it&apos;s sunnyish... dunno if its warm or not yet and my hair is clean :) so yeno... not so bad. im wearing frans brothers boxers :| urgh. ok that makes me feel scruffy as. better than lauren and he gran&apos;s nickers. lol ee that was funny as.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 11:20:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy Valentines day, i hope the sun&apos;s out in New York</title>
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  <description>right well... i was just downstairs ironing my clothes to wear(been wearing same clothes for about 3 days now) and michael came in (Y) minto. it went...&lt;br /&gt;michael: what are you doing here?&lt;br /&gt;me: gettin sum clothes&lt;br /&gt;michael: i fort u wer movin out?&lt;br /&gt;me: im getting sum clothes&lt;br /&gt;michael: u just gunna grab em all n put em in a black bag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a fucking arsehole.. making it sounds as though im the one that was like &quot;right im moving out&quot; when it was him that fucking kicked me out. trying to make it sounds as though its me and not him so he looks better. what a fucking cock. i hate it in this house. im sorta glad they&apos;ve kicked me out so i dont look like a nob for just going. dunnow er im gunna go tho. need to go to connexions me thinx. ill try get hold of lauren n see what she&apos;s doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what really pissed me off about him and my mam on saturday was thatall i had done was asked for the internet connection and they kicked off... michael pushed me into the wall... mam started goin on about shitty fucking college and then.... they told me to go AND mam got maddie to come to the door and wave bye. what a fucking arse. i hate her so fucking much. just that she got maddie to come to the door. shes a cow. i hate her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways.... im just getting stuff... waiting for live to come round coz she wants to see me :| im sorta scared coz its valentines day and well...yeno... why does she want to see me so much today? i cudnt exactly say no though so shes comein round for a bit :S i wont be hea long tho after she gets hea... img oing as soon as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note.... i hate valentines day. last valentines day was so cool. i actually liked it... and the year before was alright, even though i wasnt with anyone. me and sarah and everyone just got hammered at the mill :) which reminds me... im going out and getting drunk with sarah 2nite. which is minto as. im sorta depressed a little today... well... alot. i just. *sighs* i miss them so much. i mean, they still hang around and stuff... but theyr not mine. i just want them to be mine :( life is shit when you in love and they dont want you. but anyways... im writing them a letter today. just to say how i feel so that they know. i know nothing going to happen anymore. i just want them to know that they mean the world to me :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 10:36:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>right well kids, i have alot to say right now and little time to do it. the reason i wont be seen online as much this week is because well... i&apos;ve been kicked out. so yeah, if anyone has a home to donate it wud be nice :) lol. im at home right now picking stuff up. stayed at sadies last ngiht and vics the night before. dunno where tonight though *shrugs*. so yeah... thats the reason why it may be hard to get hold of me. my mobile has no charge left so yeah... the only way of getting holf of me is through vic really. she&apos;ll know where i am :D. altho i think im gunna grab me charged whilst im hea so i&apos;ll have me fone on by the end of the night :) so yeah. id anyone needs me yeno wer me thingy is. michaels back n hes gunna dc lataaa</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2005 18:29:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;ve learned a lot about living in the moment. Everyone has moments they remember and cherish, and those moments make like worth living. I&apos;ve been thinking so much about death and love these past few months, and I&apos;m just beginning to realize that it all just exists right now in this moment. This is all we have--right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Jan 2005 21:35:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I have to believe in a world outside my own mind. I have to believe that my actions still have meaning, even if I can&apos;t remember them. I have to believe that when my eyes are closed, the world&apos;s still there. Do I believe the world&apos;s still there? Is it still out there?... Yeah. We all need mirrors to remind ourselves who we are. I&apos;m no different.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 00:17:01 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m listening to the CD liz gave to me, i&apos;ve just read her blurty as well and i guess she hates me now. which i deserve. i didnt mean for any of this to happen :( and it hurts me so much tot hink that i&apos;ve done this to her, that every single feelings of pain she feels is because of me. I&apos;m crying so much at the moment i cant breathe. it&apos;s not because i feel guilty... although that is a part of it... theres loads of reasons... i suppose i am getting back to normal, i can cry now. and now that i&apos;m crying it&apos;s like i&apos;m getting rid off all this shit inside me that makes life so hard. I&apos;m so sick of my problems, they dont just fuck me up they fuck other people up. and im glad liz has realised that she deserves better than me :) and i know it wont be long until she can look at me and say, yeah, you were the one that fucked me over. I dont know what fran has said to her before i got there tonight, but i would really rather people wouldnt talk about me to other people. although i do deserve it, so they can do what they want. Liz just seemed really angry in the way she wrote it, stuff about opening up her eyes... i just didnt think fran would talk about me behind my back, i hope she hasnt :( it would hurt me so much to think that i couldnt even trust my best friend anymore. i&apos;ve got a pretty strong feeling she did though. I know i seem compleatly unreasonable getting excited about love, and thinking its the most amazing thing ever whilst watching a film... but at the moment, those feelings that i get from watching those films are the only feelings i have, and its only tonight that they&apos;ve been able to do that for me in so long. i thought i&apos;d lost the ability to even do that a bit ago... and now i have that i know im getting better. i guess i am a dick. i shouldnt get excited about it when watching a film... it just takes me away from life and all this shit and questions that comes with it. it makes me feel possitive about love, makes me think that hurt is worth it.. changes my outlook. makes me remember whats really important and what isnt. I have got to admit, i&apos;ve thought about leaving all this shot for a while now. i&apos;ve been trying to forget and just leave it but i cant. But i&apos;m not going to give up this time. i will get through it and i will make things better for everyone. for every little bit of pain i have caused to anyone, i will make it better. i&apos;ll make everything better. one thing at a time and i&apos;ll get there. i have to stay positive :) who am i fooling really? i feel hurt. i dont feel shit this time. i dont feel fed up. i feel hurt. i havent felt this for a while, and it&apos;s like a stabbing pain in the chest, and every now and then in the back. why am i so hurt? NO... think positive. i will get through this. everyone around me deserves so much more from me than what theyr getting. i&apos;m sorry for everything i&apos;ve done.... but im going to make it right :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2005 20:49:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>do you want a song of glory, well i&apos;m fucking screaming at you!</title>
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  <description>i am at fran&apos;s... it is rather good. im hyper as a hyper person... which is normal i guess... i have just been spin around ona  chair which i have just also fallen off. i felt like 1 of those dinosaurs from land before time that eats its way out of its shell. LMAO sum1 has stood in dog poop and frans living room smells so bad, hahaha. how funny, i reccon fran just poo&apos;d herself. or missed the toilet and stood in it and dragged it back in the room.. what a minger :P pleugh. I had one of those random bursts of  energy that i get ever now and then, although i havent had one for them for such a long time :D it was so good. I got it as soon as i got off the train... so i ran down the steps goin &quot;EEEK&quot; as i do and ran all the way to frans. by the time i got to frans i though i was going to have a heart attack though. &lt;br /&gt;Liz has two poo&apos;s a day. she just told me. therefore i now think the shit in frans living room doorway is liz&apos;s... dirty slag. shitting in peoples doorways.&lt;br /&gt;fran just asked me to eat sum shitty hazel not ice cream... nuts... urgh... looks like the shit in the doorway,. i bet the ice cream has liz&apos;s poo nuts in it, thats why fran likes it so much; she is eating liz&apos;s ass. eheheh am only joshin mert. i drank milk... i shudnt of seen as im a lactose entolorate (dunno how to spell it) but i am one of those freaks. and its made me chest close up. crushing my heart and corrupting my soul.... ooo arty.&lt;br /&gt;i now have nothing else to write about. i just felt like a wittery post.&lt;br /&gt;nice one, my mood has just changed compleatly. urgh, i liked that mood as well. i cant believe this. oh well it&apos;ll go back to how it was a few mins ago in a sec. i will listen to the used loudly now to get rid of my mood. URGH. right well i guess i have leart now not to say anything i dont mean to anyone, even if it will make them happy... from now on i will be selfish, do what makes me happy and ill be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night x</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2005 18:35:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://public.fotki.com/kimmiekim/me_pics/tattoo.html/&quot;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new tattoo :D:D how good</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2005 17:53:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>OOOO AM HYPER AS A CHICKEN IN A PLAY PEN WITH NEW TOYS!!1&lt;br /&gt;HEHE Wooo am hyper as a mother.. if i was a man and i was in a band, i would prance around the stage like that weird dude from the cure... or maybe taking back sunday... they both look gay and retarded when they dance... touching themself and stuff. i would quite like it :D &lt;br /&gt;i wonna start a band.. it would be so cool. any1 wonna be in a band? that we WILL practice for... so far i have me and vic. any joiners? hehe joiners... not that building kinda joiners... i mean for the band, yeah cool nice 1 berty mac murty.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO i just realised something! the man on my icon dances like Hilary Duff in her santa clause lane performance for Disney haha and Rob Granger! ee what a funny old life. &lt;br /&gt;yeno who i miss loads? Lauren and Beaky, we used to do laodsa mad stuff and we never do anymore. we shud go out with sum fishing wire again and stuff :D wud be so cool. woddayasay? :D</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2005 17:21:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>today was shit. although i didnt go to any lessons apart from maths, which was a pile of shite. Got up at half 7 and got a shower intending on getting the quarter past 9 bus.... which obv didnt work. Ended up getting the quarter past 1 bus, which meant i&apos;d missed film, tutorial and key skills... so i went and told my stalker patty lew why i couldnt come in for the morning lessons and she said that she&apos;s gunna get my EMA in my bank for last week :) even though i didnt go to my lessons, which is mint as :D so patty aint that bad after all... i&apos;m still sure she&apos;s a dyke tho and she&apos;s only doing it because she wants in my pants. ERR thats mingin :| asif i just said that. she&apos;s all wrinkly and old... and she looks like frans ex debbie.&lt;br /&gt;so thats all i&apos;ve dont today, fun fun fun. oo only got 2 lessons 2moro, hehe cool as fook. oo i gotta do my character analysis for Kelly for 2moro... must make sure i do it, if not i can just hand in the one i did at the beginning of the year, she wudnt notice. Our Bap&apos;s is bein quite nice to me at the moment, altho she cant say my name without saying &quot;the one on the report thingy&quot; since i&apos;ve been put on that thing she&apos;s been nice to me :S maybe she likes the rebels ;) eerrrr why did i do that again!? these are old women... old old women who all look like fran&apos;s ex&apos;s... urgh. mingin as fook, mingin as fook man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i am now bored... again. why am i always bored? i need a life. maybe i can convince people to come out in the cold and do some KTV for a while :) it wud be fun... and cold. oo i can smell Sam :s why can i smell sam? oo she&apos;s on my hoody... how cool. she smells so nice :) like a pea. well no not a pea.. just something nice. I&apos;m not quite sure what it is but it relaxes me so much, reminds me of something to do with summer and my friends.. hehe i love sam&apos;s smell :D it is beautiful :D</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2005 14:34:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>alive at last</title>
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  <description>ooo been to 4 out of 5 lessons so far! go meee mert, go me. Hmm... only had first to lessons so i ahev no come home and have nothing to do. i think im gunna tidy my room and try and do a little work.. i never do work when i say that. but i have to this time. there isnt that much work to do anyways. I think i might phone Sarah or sum1 and see what theyr doing tonight. havent been out with them for a while....it shud be good. or maybe i&apos;ll see what Lauren and Beak are doing, havent seen them two for a bit as well. wonder where the two scunners are, probably drunk sumwer. OO yeah, i think i might get drunk 2nite. altho mam and michael are going away today, abput bloody time as well, they never leave me alone. 2 weeks without them nagging at me every 5 mins. will be bloody great a tell thee.Really wish they wud leave me in the house alone though, but nooo gran and grandad have come 2 stay for 2 weeks to look after maddie and antonia. wheyyyy. eesh. typical innit ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel nasty, i was rather mean to Elizabeth last night. i think i&apos;ll phone her up and apologise when she&apos;s home from college. i&apos;m a big weenie sumtimes.. theres really no point in talking to me when im in a shitty mood. i act so much like eminem its bloody scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG yeah! dude.... i have no straightners... mams takin them with her, what the fcuk am i going to do!? i went to colege today without straightenin my hair because i cudnt be arsed doin it, it looks normal really. but i that wasnt after i&apos;ve been in a shower. i NEED them for after i&apos;ve been in the shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo im in a good goodo mood. i might be hyper? im not sure though. i&apos;ll drunk sum coffee and see what happens. i feel all... umm... i dunno what the word is, it&apos;s like excited... but it&apos;s not... excilerated? whats that mean? think i&apos;ve made it up actualy.  i wonna get out of this shitty numb thing. i wonna be with my friends all the time and have fun. get back to the old school days of being drunk and disorderly, nickin benches and puttin them in the middle of the road sorta shit :D i&apos;m gunna try my hardest to get rid of this shitty thing in my head all the time and live whilst i can. stop being so fake and fake smiles, life will get better:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;this could be my chance to break out, this could be my chance to say goodbye now... now i&apos;m ready to be free&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well my mam is now pissing me off telling me to tidy up... glad she&apos;s going for 2 weeks the stupid bint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww my pillow smells of vic :) how cool. so does my teddy :) hehe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Serena says:&lt;br /&gt;hehehe your mums cooool&lt;br /&gt;Standing so close knowing that it kills me to breathe you in says:&lt;br /&gt;shes a bint&lt;br /&gt;Oh Serena says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Oh Serena says:&lt;br /&gt;shes necca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m sick of all these perverted conversations about my mother, pfft. Lauren you are sick! yack! although Laurens mam is a bit of a milf. our Jude, she&apos;s a legand ;) my mams shoutin, not sure why. oh, sumthin bout a blue extention. i garentee she will barge in ym room any second and rip the orange extention out of my wall, i dont see why she needs it anyway. she&apos;s pissin off to an airoplane in an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part was losing you thanks to a i love you note and secret lullaby i hope he bleeds trying.... says:&lt;br /&gt;lol bye hunny xXx]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo im a hunny. a hunny pot. pot. pot. pot. pot .pot&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oo here comes mother... &quot;right ill go look in her bedroom!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;yeah nice 1. i&apos;m in a bad mood now. was fucking fine until those two stared throwin stuff around my fucking room looking for things i dont even have. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;oo theres a bottle of cider in here... from whistle stop wines&quot;&lt;br /&gt;yeah nice 1 mam (Y) fcuking hell. i hater her so fucking much at the moment. just pisses me off when they throw stuff around my fucking room for no fucking reason, URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right well im going to tidy my room and all that jazz</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Jan 2005 17:33:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well everyone&apos;s been pissin me off 2day really, especially Graham... he&apos;s a tit, i hate him. Kelly was dead nice :) which i&apos;m glad of coz i was shittin myself. I&apos;m bored and i cant be arsed going out anywhere because it&apos;s raining and cold, so i guess i&apos;ll sit in hea all night. Going to do a little work i think, and then watch a film and stuff (Y) minto. Hmm liz hasnt rang me yet, which is weird. she usually fones me wen she gets in :S wonder if she&apos;s okay. eesh, she&apos;ll be alright. she doesnt have to phone me when she gets in, she probably thinks i wont want her 2 or somthing *shrugs* pat lewis is a rug muncher + a stalker</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 22:35:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m bored. i&apos;m always bloody bored at the moment. Havent done much today... got home from beckys at about half 11, had something to eat and went to sleep intil half 4 when Liz came round. Liz then went and i went downstairs and watched tv and i have now ventured my way back up into my bedroom and on here.... fun day ey?&lt;br /&gt;Last night was good though. Went to Beckys for her 18th, was wuite fun. Karla was funny as, although she&apos;s always funny. havent been around her for a bit tho so she seemed twice as funny. Faye was really pissed as well, kept falling down the stairs and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;OOO college sent a letter in and mam opened it saying about my attendance. and graham the tosser had a word with me in drama the other day, i really cant be arsed with college anymore. but i know if i drop out i wont do anything else. it&apos;s shite. i just cant be botherd to go to any lessons or to do any work for the lessons... pile of shite really innit?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Jan 2005 09:16:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>knowing nothing is better than knowing at all</title>
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  <description>i really enjoyed last night. it was fucking amazing! THE USED dude they were the best band i&apos;ve ever seen. Bert was sexy as fuck. dunno what the hell thats about because i&apos;m gay... but he was sexy as fuck :| especially when he screamed :| was fucking klass. me and faye had to get pulled out though because i we were seriously going to pass out. wiosh i cudda stayed in though, wudd been klass. Vic spewed on sum1 in the pit hehe. and i punched sum1 :D hehe how good. they were doing my fucking head in though with that fucking phone behind me.omg .. they played Blue and yellow. and as soon as he said the name my eyes began to well up. managed to hold them back until the end line of the song. it was so nice though, the music was dead quiet and he just whispered &quot;rather waste some time with you&quot; :&apos;( omg it&apos;s making me cry now thinking about it. it just reminded me of so many things, it was like all the feelings i had then were just rushing back in and there was so many i just had to cry. Havent felt so many feelings at once before in my life. At the moment it seems as though i only has enough for one feeling at a time. OO and then it was so nice. Bert was talking saying how he appriciate&apos;s all his die hard fans... it went like this :&lt;br /&gt;*bert stand at the front of the stage infront of the microphone* &quot;This song is for you... all of you, and especially the die hard used fans!&quot; *ties his hair back* &quot;all the fans that have been kicked down for the used&quot; *crowd screams* &quot; all the fans that have been stabbed in the back, for the used..... all the fans that have been shot in the face, for the used!&quot; *crowd screams louder* &quot;this song is for you! because fo you i know i dont have to die alone&quot; *music starts and he sings ON MY OWN* :Dhow fuckin good. i&apos;m chuffin ova this now so i&apos;m gunna stop... all i have to say is. Fucking minto gig mert! hehe.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2005 10:16:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2005 09:54:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>USED TICKETS HAVE JUST COME! dude omg, i&apos;m goin to see the used tonight. Still got shit loads to sort out though. Not going to college today... well i am, i&apos;m just not going to any lessons :P I&apos;m gunna do sum work 4 drama and then go in and talk 2 every1 at dinner.&lt;br /&gt;OOOO no! Beaky n Lauren dunno how theyr gettin to newcastle and back 2nite :S i feel horrible because we wer all supposed to be going together but  beaky sed they wernt goin so faye got me a place in her car... and then lauren sed they wer going agen :S i dunno what to do. i feel shockin 4 leavin beaky n lauren but my mams already talked to Faye about the car and stuff n i&apos;ve already given her petrol money :( urgh. i dunno what to do...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2005 21:39:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>babble babble bitch bitch rebel rebel party party sex sex sex and don&apos;t forget the violence</title>
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  <description>going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro going to see the used 2moro. hehe well that was fun :D i enjoy copy and paste, it&apos;s a life full of wonders. Well... today was, umm... okay i suppose. Nothing interesting or exciting to tell, apart from waking up to Ashley farting and then giggeling. but apart from that there&apos;s nothing. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m talking to Si at the mo... havent talked to him in fucking ages. used to talk to him all the time through summer and beginning of college as well. hehe ooo yeah, saw Lee today, he was in college and waved and did this (Y) was minto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;br /&gt;last&lt;br /&gt;thing&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;see&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;feeling&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;m telling&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m a fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace x</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 17:19:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>well... i stayed up all night last night as planned. well no actually i fell asleep at about 5 and woke up at half 6... so i had about an hour and a half sleep... which wasnt supposed 2 happen. Anyways, doing it again 2nite to so Grahams work rather than Kellys for 2moro. dude... i need to learn to do my work.&lt;br /&gt;Been 2 all 3 lessons 2day :) even though Film was cancelled so i cudda gone home if i hadnt of lost my bloody money :( Michaels being a tit. i dont like him 2day, fuckin nob he is. anyway, i better tidy my room because it smells of rotting pot noodle and i have stuff all over my floor.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m quite pissed off as well actually because every1s left me to organise the lift to the used gig and back. which i will not do. vic sed she wud meet me... but she didnt... so yeno, she&apos;s back to her usual self i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,fuck life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 03:08:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am still up doing worl, it&apos;s 3 in the morning and i have done 3 and a bit out of 10 pieces of work. Dude! i realy shud stop messing on with the computer whilst i&apos;m doing this work. and then maybe i&apos;d get it done in time. it&apos;s a pile of wank anyway. Just thought i&apos;d write in seen as im bored and i deserve a little break for actually staying up and not going to sleep at 11 like i wanted to *thumbs up for me guys*. i think i&apos;m gunna be able to stay up actually. Just make a few more coffee&apos;s and have sum pro+ int the mornin and i&apos;ll be dandy for college dudes. although i&apos;ll look really rough from lack of sleep. If anyone see&apos;s me sleeping in the middle of the social area, please wake me up. i dont want to look like a hobo that has to sleep at college. Anyway... i must get back to my work... i have 3 and a half hours be4 i&apos;ll get a shower to wake me up and get ready. and i still have 2 do 7 pieces of work. Well.... 8 actually, but Barbara can fuck off. shes an ass anyway.. OOPS no i dont have bab&apos;s 2moro. I have Rachel and she wants the questions in. urgh. i&apos;ve had 2 lessons to do them as well. asif, im such a prik. DO WORK WHEN HANDED OUT. pfft. silly cow mee. moooo. yeah im tired now and im not making any sence at all. my room smells of pot noodles, and steak for some strange reason. i think my sister may of left a rotting piece of billy bear in here sumwer (ham sorta stuff from morrisons). oooo I&apos;ve been looking at that boyskissing community on hea, its necta as fook man! :P hehe. i dunno what my obsession with boys kissing is, but its mint as a polo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... i better go work my white ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holla x</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Jan 2005 22:12:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>god! havnt wrote in this for a while fellows. well... weekend was rather good. had sum scotish people throw up on my bed though, which wasnt so plesant. Michael&apos;s been telling me it&apos;s okay to like girls. which is rather embaressing seen as he was sat in the car with ume and liz askin her questions about girls :| how fucking stupid did i feel? hmm bout 10.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;why do u not want to talk about it? im not being a dick, im just trying to be friendly and understand it&quot; umm maybe because im not that comftable with my mams husband talking to me about me wanting to shag girls maybe, hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;gawd. oo goin to see the used on wednesday! whoo how good! dunno how we&apos;re gettin there tho. woops. anyways... i better go do sum drama work, because once again, i have left it till last minuite and it HAS to be dun 4 2moro. so i&apos;m stayin up ALL night, not goin 2 sleep 2nite at all to get it dun. so if im incredibaly moody 2moro, thats why... because i&apos;ve had no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace niggaz x</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2005 07:58:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Oleanna – Language&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Text - The text of the script is a crucial signification feature of the layout. The text includes word choice, punctuation, grammar and pauses. These features are very important as they all help support Mamet’s style of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The style in which Oleanna has been written, has been nicknamed ‘Mametspeak’; a distinct style of capturing speech patterns, which contains a lot of short snappy dialogue interpressed with monologue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mametspeak: realism. Mamet’s style of writing is wrote in a realistic approach, written exactly how it would be spoken so that it is believable to the audience that what is happening is a real conversation. The words chosen by Mamet are a poetic impression if streetwise jargon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examples of Mametspeak:  Conversational signals of writing with non-fluency features e.g.&lt;br /&gt;·	Pauses/hesitation/silences - Pauses are there to show the characters reaction to what has previously just happened, if the character is shocked, threatened, etc. P.4 “John: (pauses) No. Everybody does that”. Hesitation is usually shown by three dots, meaning that the character is thinking or changing their mind about what they were just saying. John mainly uses hesitation, which gets more surprising as the performance goes on, as John is shown to be the more domination character out of the two, p.5 “John: I know how… believe me”. Pauses are the most powerful feature out of the three; it causes an uncomftable moment for the characters and creates tension within the audience.&lt;br /&gt;·	False starts – False starts are when a person begins a sentence and stops or rethinks what they are about to say, and then starts again.  Mamet uses this as it usually shows that the character has not thought out what he/she is doing and is going by instinct, which can have an overall effect on the other characters reaction. P.5  “John: I know how… potentially humiliating these…”&lt;br /&gt;·	Capitalized words – “Carol:  I DON’T UNDERSTAND”. When word are capitalized the actors knows when to raise his voice, and when a voice is raised it shows how the character is feeling e.g. angry or annoyed. Mamet has also used this as it shows that raising voices is the only way the characters will listen to each other.&lt;br /&gt;·	Overlap/interruption – overlap and interruptions are used throughout the scrip, as it shows the relationship between Carol and John; they both want to get their point across but are unable to do it without interrupting each other. The text shows when the characters are overlapping each other, again, but the three dots. “Carol: Predilection…     John: …you know what that means.”&lt;br /&gt;·	Self-corrections/repetition – Repetition is used frequently as Mamet wants to emphasis the importance of certain points, for example “Carol: …the committee (the phone beings to ring) the committee has…” Self-correction shows that the characters are changing what they are saying because they have not thought through exactly what they are saying, or that they are thinking over what they are saying to please the other character. “John: I have no desire to… I have no desire to hold you”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most recognized element of Mamet’s style is the way he uses his text to create sparse, dipped dialogue.  Another signature element of Mametspeak is the minimalism and lack of stage directions, which lets the actors decide how to interpret the text into dialogue. &lt;br /&gt;Dialogue  - Dialogue is how the text should be delivered, e.g. Pace/ rhythm, pitch, tone, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way in which the dialogue is presented greatly effects the way in which the situations of the performance is taken, as is therefore very important. It also helps the audience to understand the character more, by their use of words and the way in which they deliver them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 1 - in act one John seems to be the more powerful character here, not just because of his job status, but because of the way he talks to Carol. Whilst Carol is talking she uses a lot of hesitation and pauses, which reflects her timid character. John is very much in contrast to this and uses complex words to show off knowledge, and as Carol has shorter sentences than John, he interrupts her frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 2 – Carol’s language begins to develop in this act; she begins to use more complex words and is not afraid to interrupt John anymore. John still tries to keep control of the conversation although he starts the few hesitations and false starts, which shows that him and Carol are beginning to equal out with their power of speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Act 3 – this act shows a role reversal between Carol and John. John now uses very simple language, trying to gain power at times but failing, as Carol did in act 2. John begins to use repetition frequently in this scene, showing the only way he has to express his emotions, which means Carol gains power over John because of his lack of dominance. Carol now uses her power to patronize John by correcting his words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Act 1	Act 2	Act 3&lt;br /&gt;John	Complex	Complex	Simple&lt;br /&gt;Carol	Simple	Complex/ simple	Complex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The table above shows the role reversal between John and Carol.  The table also supports one of Mamet’s points about society; it shows that the power through language effects the control people can have over others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The practical</description>
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  <description>To love someone is to give them the power to destroy you, but trusting them not to. What we seek is not always what we find, and many learn this the hard way, for love is a poison. Love shakes your foundation, and changes you from the inside out. You can recall every aspect of that person - they way they taste, the way they walk and the quirky little things they do, memorizing their entire being suddenly doesn&apos;t feel so strange. Reality starts to seem as if it is better than any dream you could have, and you become addicted. It&apos;s as if they&apos;ve left some sort of drug in you, a drug called love, and you&apos;re dead of anything else.</description>
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  <lj:music>the used  - i caught fire</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">the used  - i caught fire</media:title>
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  <description>Didnt go to college again today, need to sort myself out with all that shit, only went to 3 lessons this week. 3! like... dude lol. I&apos;m quite bored... supposed to be tidin my room, eesh... like who needs a tidy room?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m listening to westlife. havent listened to them for ages, they really are crap, its quite funny &quot;im on the phone at 14 years old singing about a broken heart&quot;, that sorta crap. LOL charlie from busted is in an emo band, how funny. was just flicking through Kerrang as you do and there was his big bushy eyebrow! hehe was funny as, downloading a song by them now to see what theyr like. eee im going to see the used on the 19th! AHH i cant wait. thats all i have to say really, i hate it when i have nothing to write on here... maybe my life will brighten up over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Fran, sadie and liz shud be coming round 2nite anyways to get drunk in me bedroom, so it shdu be good. what i need is a party! ooo mams going away on the 25th :P party at kimmies :D haha</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2005 23:03:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>shit as fuck</title>
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  <description>Went to Laurens tonight. it was okay until i got really depressed and so did the rest of the room. i dont know what the fucks wrong with me but i couldnt stop crying, i just cried and cried for ages.... i need to get a life.</description>
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  <description>I am now at frans house, she&apos;s eating her tie. think she&apos;s wating chicken sturfry or however you spell it. I think i might look through her computer and see what messy thing she may have on it... probably granny porn or something.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: post frans granny porn when found&lt;br /&gt;She has the new msn on her computer, dunno if i like it. it looks the same but you can see hte smileys on the actual msn thing and not just the conversation... i&apos;ve decided i dont like it. i will not like it :P&lt;br /&gt;I am still very bored and i dont know how to add people on here and stuff. i wonna add beaky n everyone. &lt;br /&gt;a dunnooooo</description>
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