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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/"><title>3rd Year Of Teenagerism</title><link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>3rd Year Of Teenagerism</title><link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/e4/578c17c7a0158c6e4b62a3adf705cf_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/07/21/my-fab-life-4480586/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/15/oh-crap-i-made-my-boss-cry-4318136/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/just-wanna-curl-up-in-a-ball-with-a-big--4299245/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/31/title-4252475/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/30/its-been-a-while-4248909/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/06/male-maturity-4140519/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/23-50-pm-4131756/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/aamp-another-thing-4101089/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/title-4101066/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/20/dads-4069740/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/19/feeling-happier-4067530/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/17/s-4059033/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/09/3rd-year-of-teenagerism-intro-4021777/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/07/21/my-fab-life-4480586/"><default:title>My fab Life....</default:title><default:link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/07/21/my-fab-life-4480586/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-07-21T21:14:27+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;So Schools's out. &lt;u&gt;Finally.&lt;/u&gt; &amp; What am i doing to celebrate my new found freedom? Eating cold chips, thats what. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
i really should blog more often, but ive been weighed down with coursework since...well, forever.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Meh.&lt;br&gt;
Oh, &amp; guess what? Still single. I actually am seriously considering spending the rest of my life in a monastry in the middle of nowhere as a Nun. Why are all the good ones always a) taken or b) gay? But my bessie keeps yapping on telling me how its nearly her &amp; her boyfs 1 month anniversary or something....&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_eek.gif" alt="8|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Not that theres any good ones at school, no, they all have the maturity of 7 year olds. Just the other day in maths 4 of them just kept looking at me, turning around &amp; talking then looking back and laughiing, which made me feel kinda shit actually cos they wernt being v. discreet. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/grayuhoh.gif" alt="U-(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Oh well, i have my fabby friends &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt; &amp; wheyhey are we planning big time for le hols? So far we have beach trips &amp; shopping in London, but watch this space, there will be more &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Hope you guys are all great &amp; enjoying the summer so farr&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
x
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/07/21/my-fab-life-4480586/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>So Schools's out. <u>Finally.</u> & What am i doing to celebrate my new found freedom? Eating cold chips, thats what. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"><br>
i really should blog more often, but ive been weighed down with coursework since...well, forever.<img src="/img/smilies/graysleep.gif" alt=":zz:" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Meh.<br>
Oh, & guess what? Still single. I actually am seriously considering spending the rest of my life in a monastry in the middle of nowhere as a Nun. Why are all the good ones always a) taken or b) gay? But my bessie keeps yapping on telling me how its nearly her & her boyfs 1 month anniversary or something....<img src="/img/smilies/icon_eek.gif" alt="8|" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Not that theres any good ones at school, no, they all have the maturity of 7 year olds. Just the other day in maths 4 of them just kept looking at me, turning around & talking then looking back and laughiing, which made me feel kinda shit actually cos they wernt being v. discreet. <img src="/img/smilies/grayuhoh.gif" alt="U-(" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Oh well, i have my fabby friends <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"> & wheyhey are we planning big time for le hols? So far we have beach trips & shopping in London, but watch this space, there will be more <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Hope you guys are all great & enjoying the summer so farr<img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"><br>
x
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<p> <small> <a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/07/21/my-fab-life-4480586/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/15/oh-crap-i-made-my-boss-cry-4318136/"><default:title>Oh Crap, I Made My Boss Cry</default:title><default:link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/15/oh-crap-i-made-my-boss-cry-4318136/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-06-15T13:40:11+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Okay, so work experience is now &lt;u&gt;over&lt;/u&gt;, and its back to school tomorrow.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
But it was good. Apart from the start of the week....and the fact that I made my boss cry on Friday &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_exclaim.gif" alt=":!:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_exclaim.gif" alt=":!:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I didnt mean to....i thought it would be a nice gesture to do something to say thankyou...so i made her a cake &amp; iced thankyou on it, and then when I gave it to her she just sort of started crying....&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_neutral.gif" alt=":|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Am I really that bad a Cook?&lt;br&gt;
I didnt really know what to do so I kinda just walked away slowly.....Whoops.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/15/oh-crap-i-made-my-boss-cry-4318136/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Okay, so work experience is now <u>over</u>, and its back to school tomorrow.<img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"><br>
But it was good. Apart from the start of the week....and the fact that I made my boss cry on Friday <img src="/img/smilies/icon_exclaim.gif" alt=":!:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_exclaim.gif" alt=":!:" class="middle" border="0"><br>
I didnt mean to....i thought it would be a nice gesture to do something to say thankyou...so i made her a cake & iced thankyou on it, and then when I gave it to her she just sort of started crying....<img src="/img/smilies/icon_neutral.gif" alt=":|" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Am I really that bad a Cook?<br>
I didnt really know what to do so I kinda just walked away slowly.....Whoops.
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<p> <small> <a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/15/oh-crap-i-made-my-boss-cry-4318136/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/just-wanna-curl-up-in-a-ball-with-a-big--4299245/"><default:title>Just Wanna Curl Up In A Ball With A Big Bar Of Chocolate....</default:title><default:link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/just-wanna-curl-up-in-a-ball-with-a-big--4299245/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-06-10T22:02:11+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Okay, so Im into my second week of work experience (riding school)&lt;br&gt;
-I have a mountain of tasks from school to complete. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_neutral.gif" alt=":|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
-One of the horses died yesterday, a really lovely horse who I was lucky enough to ride a few times. &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/just-wanna-curl-up-in-a-ball-with-a-big--4299245/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Okay, so Im into my second week of work experience (riding school)<br>
-I have a mountain of tasks from school to complete. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_neutral.gif" alt=":|" class="middle" border="0"><br>
-One of the horses died yesterday, a really lovely horse who I was lucky enough to ride a few times. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"><p> <small> <a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/06/10/just-wanna-curl-up-in-a-ball-with-a-big--4299245/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/31/title-4252475/"><default:title>End of an era?</default:title><default:link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/31/title-4252475/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-05-31T22:30:33+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Well, Britains Got Talent has just finished and my younger sister has already asked me twice if I will enter it with her next year. Erm...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's funny how a tv talent show can turn family members against each other. You want one act to win, they want the another, and you turn more competitive then the entrants themselves &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But Ah-ha-ha, the act I was backing won. &lt;u&gt;VICTORY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graysmilewinkgrin.gif" alt=";D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I shall be gloating till the next series &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/31/title-4252475/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Well, Britains Got Talent has just finished and my younger sister has already asked me twice if I will enter it with her next year. Erm...<strong><u>NO.</u></strong> </p>
	<p>It's funny how a tv talent show can turn family members against each other. You want one act to win, they want the another, and you turn more competitive then the entrants themselves <img src="/img/smilies/graylaugh.gif" alt=":))" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>But Ah-ha-ha, the act I was backing won. <u>VICTORY</u><img src="/img/smilies/graysmilewinkgrin.gif" alt=";D" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>I shall be gloating till the next series <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0">
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But ive been a bit busy....&lt;br&gt;
week of mock exams....helping my mate sort out her love life etc&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&amp; Nothing much has changed for me&lt;br&gt;
Still single, still jobless&lt;br&gt;
although, i did try to become a fruit oicker,, but apparently you have to be 16.&lt;br&gt;
Meh.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, tomorrow is like the last day of half term where you can actually do anything, and last week Anna, Jules and I agreed we should do something, with Daisy too as we have 2 weeks work experience now so we wont see each other for a while.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Guess what.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Nobody can make it. Well, I can. But everyone else is busy.&lt;br&gt;
Ho-hum.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/30/its-been-a-while-4248909/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Okay, so i realise i havent posted in <u>ages</u><br>
But ive been a bit busy....<br>
week of mock exams....helping my mate sort out her love life etc</p>
	<p>& Nothing much has changed for me<br>
Still single, still jobless<br>
although, i did try to become a fruit oicker,, but apparently you have to be 16.<br>
Meh.</p>
	<p>Anyway, tomorrow is like the last day of half term where you can actually do anything, and last week Anna, Jules and I agreed we should do something, with Daisy too as we have 2 weeks work experience now so we wont see each other for a while.</p>
	<p>Guess what.</p>
	<p>Nobody can make it. Well, I can. But everyone else is busy.<br>
Ho-hum.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/06/male-maturity-4140519/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Was feeling bit down today, so bbm (best boy mate) thought he'd cheer me up by yelling '[I] do horses in meadows.' I think that really does show the extent of male maturity. Oh well, i got him back by sending round a bit of paper sayin he has a rat fetish. Good Times. <img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0">
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<p> <small> <a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/06/male-maturity-4140519/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/23-50-pm-4131756/"><default:title>23:50 pm</default:title><default:link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/23-50-pm-4131756/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-05-04T23:55:32+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Aahh &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Sunny Day&lt;br&gt;
I love the summer.&lt;br&gt;
&amp; heroes.&lt;br&gt;
&amp; my new shoes. (even if they gave me blisters so bad it looks like i have an extra toe joined to my little one on each foot.)&lt;br&gt;
&amp; the fact there's no school tomorrow.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":&gt;&gt;" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Not the fact i have 7 exams spread across tues, wed, thurs &amp; fri though...&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Or that i am still jobless &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Meh?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/23-50-pm-4131756/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Aahh <img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> Sunny Day<br>
I love the summer.<br>
& heroes.<br>
& my new shoes. (even if they gave me blisters so bad it looks like i have an extra toe joined to my little one on each foot.)<br>
& the fact there's no school tomorrow.<img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt=":>>" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Not the fact i have 7 exams spread across tues, wed, thurs & fri though...<img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Or that i am still jobless <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Meh?</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/23-50-pm-4131756/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/aamp-another-thing-4101089/"><default:title>&amp; another thing...</default:title><default:link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/aamp-another-thing-4101089/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-04-27T13:50:43+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Also, if we all had jobs, we'd all have money.&lt;br&gt;
Then we wouldn't have to scrounge of our parents so much....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;genius. its a win-win situation really &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/aamp-another-thing-4101089/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Also, if we all had jobs, we'd all have money.<br>
Then we wouldn't have to scrounge of our parents so much....</p>
	<p>genius. its a win-win situation really <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"></p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/aamp-another-thing-4101089/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/title-4101066/"><default:title>title-4101066</default:title><default:link>http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/title-4101066/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-04-27T13:38:26+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;i &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; need a job.&lt;br&gt;
but what is there a 15 year old can do?&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;dogwalking:&lt;/strong&gt; handed out leaflets, nobody responded.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;paper round:&lt;/strong&gt; all taken by other 15 year olds.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;fruit picker:&lt;/strong&gt; fruit farm closes 10 minutes after school ends.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;waitress:&lt;/strong&gt; tried it, nothing around. &amp; plus im prone to tripping up &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt;.&lt;br&gt;
see, nothing.&lt;br&gt;
maybe if there were jobs available there wouldnt be so many teenagers out on the streets...?&lt;br&gt;
adults can be idiots.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/27/title-4101066/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>i <u>really</u> need a job.<br>
but what is there a 15 year old can do?<br>
<strong>dogwalking:</strong> handed out leaflets, nobody responded.<br>
<strong>paper round:</strong> all taken by other 15 year olds.<br>
<strong>fruit picker:</strong> fruit farm closes 10 minutes after school ends.<br>
<strong>waitress:</strong> tried it, nothing around. & plus im prone to tripping up <img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0">.<br>
see, nothing.<br>
maybe if there were jobs available there wouldnt be so many teenagers out on the streets...?<br>
adults can be idiots.</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;"Theyre a bit high, arent they? You'll need to take them off so you can come down and get some oxygen"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh isnt he just the funniest person you ever heard.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Fathers.&lt;br&gt;
Do they understand anything?&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/20/dads-4069740/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Dads response to new shoes:</p>
	<p>"Theyre a bit high, arent they? You'll need to take them off so you can come down and get some oxygen"</p>
	<p>Oh isnt he just the funniest person you ever heard.<img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Fathers.<br>
Do they understand anything?<img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;That is, of course, until you come out of the shop.&lt;br&gt;
&amp; because you're a teenager, every single person over 25 shoots accusing looks at you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/19/feeling-happier-4067530/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>God, its amazing how happy new shoes can make you <img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>That is, of course, until you come out of the shop.<br>
& because you're a teenager, every single person over 25 shoots accusing looks at you.</p>
	<p><img src="/img/smilies/icon_crazy.gif" alt=":crazy:" class="middle" border="0"></p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Quick rundown of friendship events in last few months:&lt;br&gt;
(im using false names in case they read &amp; throw a total spack at me)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anna &amp; i got really close, and became besties which was a really great time.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then the new school year started, and because we had our option lessons, we werent in as many of each others lessons anymore.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Another of our close mates, Daisy, was in most of Annas lessons, and gradually I got pushed out, and they made it pretty clear that now 3 was a crowd, so me &amp; the last member of our once tight-knit foursome, Julia, got ignored by Anna &amp; Daisy.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If we tried to talk to them, they'd just blank us or answer with 1 word monotone answeres that made it obvious we were no longer wanted.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We emailed, and tried to ask what we had done wrong so we could sort this charade out, but they ignored the emails.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;With no alternatives, we just got on with it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then, Anna had a go at Jules for not inviting her &amp; Daisy to town one saturday, saying that they always made it their first priority to include her, which was kinda a load of rubbish seeing as they hadnt spoken to either of us for weeks.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Meh.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Eventually, it all got sorted out (thank god!), but Ju;es &amp; I were the ones to blame for everything, although now Anna &amp; Daisy are joined at the hip, and kind of think themselves superior to us other 2, but at least everyones talking again! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anywayy....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now it seems like whatever i do i am somehow copying Daisy.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She got into certain brands of clothing, 1 of which i had been wearing for sometime, and when we both turned up wearing clothes from that brand on a non-uniform day, did i get evils or what?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Or being inferior to her.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now she has turned her voice all posh and started dressing head-to-toe in one expensive brand of clothing. &amp; she brought some real Uggs. I also have real Uggs, but on a day trip out shopping, i wore some boots i'd got from primark, much to her disgust, and a few comments about 'knock off clothing looking tacky' were made.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I may look tacky, but at least i dont let the clothes i wear change who i am.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So...todayy...we were in PE, and i look up to see Anna &amp; Daisy whispering to each other then looking across at me and Jules. Mainly me. That probably makes me sound like a total paranoia but it was quite obvious who they were 'discussing'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&amp; Now im feeling totally down, because since Daisy came along, my once closest mate &amp; I havnt done anything together, which is kinda upsetting seeing as a few months earlier you did everything together and now she's forgotten you, i mean, i know its good to get some space, but to go from best friend to bitch for no reason is kinda harsh, dontcha think?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyway, Bye for now...im off to hide in my duvet &amp; eat plenty of chocolate and watch yet another english-broadcast american TV show where every single girl is perfect with the perfect luves and perfect guys.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Reality sucks sometimes.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/17/s-4059033/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Feeling utterly completely absolutely crap <img src="/img/smilies/icon_sad.gif" alt=":(" class="middle" border="0"></p>
	<p>Quick rundown of friendship events in last few months:<br>
(im using false names in case they read & throw a total spack at me)</p>
	<p>Anna & i got really close, and became besties which was a really great time.</p>
	<p>Then the new school year started, and because we had our option lessons, we werent in as many of each others lessons anymore.</p>
	<p>Another of our close mates, Daisy, was in most of Annas lessons, and gradually I got pushed out, and they made it pretty clear that now 3 was a crowd, so me & the last member of our once tight-knit foursome, Julia, got ignored by Anna & Daisy.</p>
	<p>If we tried to talk to them, they'd just blank us or answer with 1 word monotone answeres that made it obvious we were no longer wanted.</p>
	<p>We emailed, and tried to ask what we had done wrong so we could sort this charade out, but they ignored the emails.</p>
	<p>With no alternatives, we just got on with it.</p>
	<p>Then, Anna had a go at Jules for not inviting her & Daisy to town one saturday, saying that they always made it their first priority to include her, which was kinda a load of rubbish seeing as they hadnt spoken to either of us for weeks.</p>
	<p>Meh.</p>
	<p>Eventually, it all got sorted out (thank god!), but Ju;es & I were the ones to blame for everything, although now Anna & Daisy are joined at the hip, and kind of think themselves superior to us other 2, but at least everyones talking again! </p>
	<p>Anywayy....</p>
	<p>Now it seems like whatever i do i am somehow copying Daisy.</p>
	<p>She got into certain brands of clothing, 1 of which i had been wearing for sometime, and when we both turned up wearing clothes from that brand on a non-uniform day, did i get evils or what?</p>
	<p>Or being inferior to her.</p>
	<p>Now she has turned her voice all posh and started dressing head-to-toe in one expensive brand of clothing. & she brought some real Uggs. I also have real Uggs, but on a day trip out shopping, i wore some boots i'd got from primark, much to her disgust, and a few comments about 'knock off clothing looking tacky' were made.</p>
	<p>I may look tacky, but at least i dont let the clothes i wear change who i am.</p>
	<p>So...todayy...we were in PE, and i look up to see Anna & Daisy whispering to each other then looking across at me and Jules. Mainly me. That probably makes me sound like a total paranoia but it was quite obvious who they were 'discussing'</p>
	<p>& Now im feeling totally down, because since Daisy came along, my once closest mate & I havnt done anything together, which is kinda upsetting seeing as a few months earlier you did everything together and now she's forgotten you, i mean, i know its good to get some space, but to go from best friend to bitch for no reason is kinda harsh, dontcha think?</p>
	<p>Anyway, Bye for now...im off to hide in my duvet & eat plenty of chocolate and watch yet another english-broadcast american TV show where every single girl is perfect with the perfect luves and perfect guys.</p>
	<p>Reality sucks sometimes.<img src="/img/smilies/icon_confused.gif" alt=":-/" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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this is my first blog,&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; and i will be most probably very bad at it and i probably wont write very often because a)i will get bored/distracted b)i will be snowed under with coursework or c)i will be trying to sort out some factor of my complicated life.&lt;img src="/img/smilies/graydead.gif" alt="XX(" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Anyway....hope this doesnt turn into some moan drone blah being a teenagers hell blah blha kinda thing, if it does, msg me &amp; i will delete it!&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Well, i guess i should start writing the actual thing...so Bye for now x &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
(i told you id probably be bad at it!)&lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_eek.gif" alt="8|" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://3YrOfT.blog.co.uk/2008/04/09/3rd-year-of-teenagerism-intro-4021777/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Okay...so...<br>
this is my first blog,<img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"> and i will be most probably very bad at it and i probably wont write very often because a)i will get bored/distracted b)i will be snowed under with coursework or c)i will be trying to sort out some factor of my complicated life.<img src="/img/smilies/graydead.gif" alt="XX(" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Anyway....hope this doesnt turn into some moan drone blah being a teenagers hell blah blha kinda thing, if it does, msg me & i will delete it!<img src="/img/smilies/icon_wth.gif" alt="|-|" class="middle" border="0"><br>
Well, i guess i should start writing the actual thing...so Bye for now x <img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"><img src="/img/smilies/icon_wave.gif" alt=":wave:" class="middle" border="0"><br>
(i told you id probably be bad at it!)<img src="/img/smilies/icon_eek.gif" alt="8|" class="middle" border="0">
</p>
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