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  <title>We'll all float on.</title>
  <subtitle>Alright. Already</subtitle>
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    <name>Flora and the Zeffers</name>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2006-04-18T18:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-18T17:50:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">aimee hirst is the best person i have ever met, my god she is brilliant!</content>
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    <title>basically a pointless update.</title>
    <published>2006-04-17T19:32:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-17T19:46:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;I'm having an '18th' party in Certificate 18 in York tomorrow, if anyone's in town GET YOURSELF DOWN!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like a breakfast show DJ, ha. Should be a larf, I'm going to try and document the night.. and then make myself sit down and put it on here, eugh.&lt;br /&gt;To make this entry have some remote interest, here's a picture of me when I went for my organised-at-the-last-minute adventure in London the last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v634/_dearprudence/S3700452.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any knowledge of photo editing in photoshop so I had to turn it black and white to cover up how dreadful and tired I looked, just in case anyone wondered, y'know. But yeah, this is me showing my age when me and Jacob went to have curry in Brick Lane. Apparently everyone was muttering under their breath because we kept swearing loudly, tut. The curry was bloody gorgeous! ..and there was a rather disturbing murial of Princess Diana on the wall, along side lots of erotic Indian ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just went on my old photobucket by accident, oh the nostalgia!&lt;br /&gt;How pretty is Patrick Wolf?! :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v634/_dearprudence/S3700096.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope he gets over his internal illness and tours soon.&lt;br /&gt;Talking of which, is it just me or is this Patrick knitting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v634/_dearprudence/S3700453.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bloody hope it is. That was on one of the walls in the Eco Style exhibition in the Crafts Council that filled part of my time in London Town. I didn't actually read much of the information, just looked at the clothes, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v634/_dearprudence/S3700456.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ace, like a big scrapbook in a museum.&lt;br /&gt;Hum, random: I really like the lyric "you don't pull my strings 'cause I'm better, man" in that Kooks song at the moment, it's really satisfying to copy his accent.</content>
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    <title>cheese and ham croissants are amazing.</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T12:19:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T12:23:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/00100f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/00140f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/00040f.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could these shapes be anymore complimenting?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, and watch the video (http://www.vogue.co.uk/Shows/Video/Default.aspx?showID=3103), he's SO cute! He always looks so serious and pretentious in pictures, and like the whole geek thing's for show but he is all geeky and ee, I hadn't really seen any of the stuff that got raved about but I AM NOW CONVERTED, haha. Also, check out how tall Lily Cole is in that gorgeous coloured dress at the end, it's mad. And how the grey, pink and black one long sleeve-one no sleeve dress moves! God, I am such a geek, I'm allowed though, right? Yeaah. Gosh, I rather love the whole Giles, Luella, Katie Grand thing now, I found this old Topshop magazine and there was this piece Katie Grand wrote and everytime I read it I get all excited about being young, I'll scan it in sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and I need these for my wardrobe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/00050f.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/want.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2006-02-15T18:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-15T18:21:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">OMG everyone should check out what's happened to Hayley in Home &amp; Away, sooo funny, what are the writers thinking?!&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to find some pics.</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2006-02-09T17:14:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-09T18:01:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-09T18:03:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ee-aye! &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;First garment made from scratch:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700394.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I'm a little bit proud, although yesterday I was really proud and
excited, and now it's wearing off. I think I'm going to move the
buttons down a bit so it's more under the chest and high waistband-y,
like in my illustration. I wonder if anyone notices my blatant
inspiration ...8) and it's going on zie catwalk in June with all the other tulip skirts, ooer!&lt;br&gt;
Right, so... haven't updated this year yet, I kept thinking oo I'll
update my livejournal, then forgetting straight after. Humm. What is
going on in my life? Erm. I'm being dragged to Newcastle on monday for a hair
competition as the guy who's been doing my hair got 3rd
place at the other one, so now I have to waste a whole day I could be
working on my project to get up at 6am and be driven with all these
people (who I don't reeally know, but are really nice; as in, I'm not
too sure how much conversation I can make, and may have to resort to
anti-social mp3 listening) to have my hair blow-dryed. AND THEY DIDN'T TRIM MY HAIR LAST NIGHT. Grr.&lt;br&gt;
Going to see Broken Social Scene next thurrs, providing I can still get
tickets before it sells outs. I finally got their new album out of
intrigue, which paid off 'cause it's soo good and I keep listening to
it, and I recommend it, a lot. Oo and my Wind In The Wires vinyl came
in the post yesterday, ach he's so pretty. Aand my Roisin Murphy CD
should FINALLY be coming in the next couple of days, tut, hmv.co.uk,
tut. (I got paid (&lt;b&gt;a month late&lt;/b&gt; bloody shocking) and bought loads of stuff, like CDs x a
lot, and a suave proffessional-y scanner, which, for some reason, feel
a slight attachment to. Erm. So far I haven't bought aany clothes, get
me, as I'm holding out for going to London/Glasgow (if that ever
happens) but Miss Selfridge just keeps bringing out nice ad campaigns
and I want that ace grey dress, and I've already started deciding
things I want for my 'summer wardrobe' i.e next pay coming from, as
yet, none existant job.)&lt;br&gt;
I've been ordering Uni prospectuses recently 'cause I'm all excited and
eager. I got one for The London College of Fashion, and I must say I
really want to do one of their summer courses and I'd rather like to do
a 2 year specific course thing after I've done a mixed fashion degree
at Brighton, haha, really shouldn't set my heart on it so much, or
wherever I go. The thought of living in London for a little bit makes
me go all eeep! if you can imagine that as a facial expression, I'd
probably tire of it after like.. a term, but never mind.&lt;br&gt;
Hum can't think of anything else of interest to be honest, aagh and
it's Home &amp;amp; Away in 9 minutes!!! I keep missing it and there's a
new romantic storyline blossoming, and they're very cute pretty people.&lt;br&gt;
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2006-01-13T20:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T20:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-13T20:42:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugh, I'm poor, Warehouse haven't got me on their bloody payroll yet, the gyps!&lt;br /&gt;Please buy things from me! :D There's loads of stuff on &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/thriftstoreuk/7779816.html?view=70990824#t70990824"&gt;my post on Thriftstore&lt;/a&gt; if you're down with that, haha, and &lt;a href="http://search.ebay.co.uk/_W0QQfgtpZ1QQfrppZ25QQsassZhedgeey"&gt;Ebay stuff here!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Danke danke! Apparently I own a 'rare' design drop dead tshirt, which I've worn all of about 4 times because it's evil, so I've jumped on the bandwagon to get some big money off some idiot. There's a BMTH tshirt on like 41 quid at the moment, whaaat??! (the guys name has dinosaurs in it, ahem.) I'll update properly sometime soon probably. I feel so icky, I swear I've been hungover all bloody day, and I kept over-balancing at college haha. Silly indie filled party.</content>
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    <title>Next tuesday!!</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T17:56:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-05T18:37:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/20thbillgatesflyercopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;
GO!!!&lt;br&gt;
Ee I'm well excited, I'm going as Robin (of Batman and.. fame), I tried
to persuade Will to go as Batman for comic value but I don't think
that's going to happen, so I'll be Aimee's sidekick for the night :D
it's all about the lycra and capes! Everyone's going out afterwards,
shall be great.&lt;br&gt;
Yeah I can't be bothered to write anything else, it's Home and Away in 5 minutes, haha.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;p.s yes the above is a recycled picture, but nobody saw it as my party invitation :( and god he's just so sexy, I felt it necessary to get him out there. And I gave him a hat.</content>
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    <title>I CAN'T BE ARSED TO WRITE AN ESSAY, pff.</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T19:40:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;I got a jobb!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Warehouse, the woman who interviewed me is so lovely and they were playing frou frou - let go when i went in, so I think it's going to be ace, despite being a shop I barely ever go in, I just wanted a job in a shop, and I'll get a discount and stuff (apparently 25%), yey! I have an induction on Monday, then work late night thursdays and sat/sun and a couple of Xmas days for 12 weeks (Xmas temp.). I hope they maybe keep me on although, y'know, they probably won't. I'm going to try really hard so they do though, haha. Kind of glad I gave up on H&amp;M, the interview sounds scary as hell, you have to sell an object that you're given to the rest of the people having an interview i.e a room of people around my age/older than me that I don't know, which is close to my worst nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting scarily addicted to tsuk and ebay, I fiinally got some second hand boots just now, for a rather sickening price, but I got all caught up and over-excited in the bidding war, and they are for christmas and saving my toes from cold, yeaah, and they're quirky and Marc Jacobs-esque and they better fit and be how I think they are. And the other day I got 2 Radiohead albums, Bjork's Post and How Soon Is Now - Smiths 7" single all for £15 inc. posting on tsuk!! and they're all nice and buy my jumpers so I have spending pennies, and it's good practise for when I get a website, so I'm now pretty determined on getting Ohh The Noise (yeah, it'll still be called that, haha) set up after Christmas, and I still want to do the whole selling friends things and stuff, and me and Aimee'll have to get some clothes on there and Sofia can make a nice site and be my nice partner and such.. so make things!&lt;br /&gt;My hair's faded and looks a bit gingery/purple, and more like 'period' hair, hmm... re-touched tomorrow though! Mwahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;Channel 5 plays good music in its adverts, like bloody Múm (?!!!) and Death Cab, they obviously got some good young ad person.&lt;br /&gt;Home and Away is reaally good at the moment if anyone's interested.&lt;br /&gt;We got new carpets and I don't really like them, they're not cream like I thought they would be, hum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err, I did have interesting things to talk about before, I've forgotten them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the proper line-up for the 19th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a cubscout (www.myspace.com/iwasacubscout)&lt;br /&gt;The Author, The Title&lt;br /&gt;Seducedwomandead (/seducedwomandead)&lt;br /&gt;If I Started Killing... (/ifistartedkilling)&lt;br /&gt;Capulet (/idon'tknowyet, but they're on a very good record label and are apparently mint, will edit this soon as you should listen to them!)&lt;br /&gt;+more...&lt;br /&gt;GO! &lt;br /&gt;No flyers yet, grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M GOING TO THE CHEAP DAY OF THE CLOTHES SHOW NEXT WEEK BITCHES! 2 skirts for a fiver pleaase.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ok, enough now.</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2005-11-20T17:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T18:58:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T20:45:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Riight, time for an update.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;First off, Will rang me up in the morning before college on Tuesday, and told me what had happened to Joe Lister, and even thouh I didn't know him and didn't know he was until I saw his picture later&amp;nbsp;in the news,&amp;nbsp;I nearly cried. Then I heard it all day on Radio 1 news and Mr Mitchell giving a statement to the press, and it was so&amp;nbsp;awful, that he was so young&amp;nbsp;and the fact it&amp;nbsp;happened in those eery caves, and weird&amp;nbsp;that it had happened to someone in my old school because you just never think something like that would happen near you. I find it so hard to accept when innocent people die, especially people of his age. I can't even&amp;nbsp;imagine how his family feel.&amp;nbsp;It's kind&amp;nbsp;of&amp;nbsp;like when my old friend's neighbor died, and he was only about 18/19 and he got hit by a train when drunk near Tesco, and he was so nice and I'd spoken to him once or something, it really hit me when I found out what had happened to him.&amp;nbsp;I'm going to try and get to one of the gigs in memory of him, which is a lovely idea and all the money goes to some kind of memorial for him, and I've heard lots of good things about how the school is all pulling together :), although it's not been the same. And I hope Mr Power gets better, he is one of the nicest teachers at Tad and I bet they really&amp;nbsp;had to try to make him not go back, I heard that he's trying to resign but Mr Mitchell won't let him,&amp;nbsp;which just shows what kind of school&amp;nbsp;Tad really&amp;nbsp;is :).&amp;nbsp;Also Aimee told me last night that a girl called Laura Wright who went to my old dancing classes had liked him for like two years and he was going to ask her out when they got back from Bewerly, which made it all even sadder, because it shows anything could happen to anyone at anytime, and then they're gone.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Now for all the utterly unimportant and vain sounding stuff&amp;nbsp;you can probably tell I wrote that^^ bit after this.&amp;nbsp;I finally have red hair, but I did not use the nice shade I got from superdrug, oh nono! I got it done for freeee ! Basically, I was sat getting my hair very overdue-ly&amp;nbsp;cut and the manager walked past and (I&amp;nbsp;have this short at one side long at the other thing at the back) goes you could do really cool things with colour with that cut, and my hairdresser was like *dissaproving tone* she's doing it at home (yeah, so we can't all afford bloody £60 for something we could do for £2.99 (superdrug is amazing)) and I was like weell I'm a broke student (well, I'm broke, and scrounging off my parents, so I think that's just, kind of) and he was like well, I don't normally do this, but do you want to do a hair modelling thing and you'll get it coloured and cut and stuff for free and all you have to do is sit and have your hair done and be free on these days ___ and I was like YEAAAH. So I went and they did it red, but they also did it like flames with the red getting lighter at the bottom of each side, and next time they're&amp;nbsp;putting a bit of bleach on the end of the longer&amp;nbsp;side which I've always wanted anyway..&amp;nbsp;that doesn't make much sense, I like it lots :D&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here's&amp;nbsp;some attempts&amp;nbsp;at pictures:&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/haircolour.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700180.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;lol this one was on timer&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700182.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;hoho I am cam-whore extroadinaire, it's all curly because I am being forced to wear a scarf because my house feels like -10, I though heat was supposed to RISE for gods sake.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I also just found this picture of a slug on a wall downstairs from ages ago:&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/slug.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I think it was dead, there were little white insects on it :\ but it was funny because we've just had everywhere re-decorated and there was a big slime trail.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The Stella McCartney collection sold out before I could get to Leeds (the day it came out??) so I've kind of given up on the mac, as when I ring up and ask if they have stock they're like weell we don't know when we're getting stock in&amp;nbsp;and are generally uninformative, and I found a nice one in Mango which is a really nicely tailored trench coat that's really nicely shaped and goes in at the waist&amp;nbsp;and has net in the inside at the back to make it go like round and like a dress, kind of. £90's a bit pricey but&amp;nbsp;I really need a coat. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I went into town today and handed in 6 newly snazzed up CVs to places needing Christmas staff, so I'm finally trying to get a job, and I hope someone at least rings me for an interview this time. I went in Topshop and saw Sarah and she was like yeah Thom's a wanker etc etc and she has a nice new guy, which she bloody deserves because she is the sweetest girl. She also said that Thom has glandular fever, which isn't funny because you can die from it :\ but I think when I say karma you know what I mean, it's&amp;nbsp;all finally come back on him, and I wouldn't be suprised if he's caught it off some random girl. I asked her if they had any jobs going and she said yep and got me an application form and I was like eugh I hope they at least ring me this time, and she said she'd sit and tell me everything to write in it on Wednesday at college :D so even though it's apparently crap to work there, it's a job, and loads of friends work there so it'd still be ace.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;I can't even remember anything I wanted to say now. Oh yeah, it was Will's birthday t'other day and I got him a mini accordian :D haha and a very good record (Ghengis Tron = so effing hot, and Will bums them), and we went out with all his college pals, Kirbymoorside accents are basically the best ever. We went to the Stone Roses then The Lowther (which is rather nice and studenty) then Ziggys :| there was a permanent thick fog of smoke the entire time and I was quite bored. But I made friends with this girl who goes to York college and works at topshop also called Katy(/ie), or well, Kate and she was ace and bought me a drink and we kept finding things we had in common including camp boyfriends (hoho) who we introduced and her boyfriend was like YOU'RE WILL SMITH! lolll. I drank way too much but didn't get drunk, I hate that, when all you can do is drink to make a place fun and it all wears off so it's expensive and you feel awful the next morning. My throat was bone dry. We stayed at Dan's in Pickering (I don't even know where that is, and still don't as I slept the whole car journey - they all have cars! it's well weird, and Will'll be driving soon = lifts :D) and he had THREE KITTENS!!! omg, I hadn't seen a kitten for ages so I was all eeeee! AND Will might, stress the word might, be getting a kitten &lt;font size="7"&gt;:D !!!&lt;/font&gt; Omg, it will probably hate me because I'll just stroke it all the time and go eee at it, but I can't help madly loving kittens.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I NEED TO GO OUT WITH EVERYONE. I have my nice Xmas pizza hut meal :), but I want everyone at the next Grammar please (although the whole indie overload/realisation i'm not very individual and the way I dress is now rather alike to Topshop's main lines makes it less good, it's still ace), Aimee especially, we need to party!!! OH and I also want everyone at a gig on 19th December at Joes Well, I wanted i was a cubscout to play near me so I made Will organise a gig, haha, and then I made it be fancy dress, hahaha OH YES! It is near christmas, and it's £3 to get in (as opposed to 4) for those dressed up, as an incentive.&lt;/p&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;The line-up is:&lt;br&gt;
-i was a cubscout&lt;br&gt; 
-Will's band The Author The Title (or maybe The Title The Author, god knows, although I should, but at this present second I can't remember, tut) INC. SAXOPHONIST that have proper names that I can't remember either. I hope that's not a secret/suprise aswell. I haven't heard anything they've done so I'm rather intrigued.) AND LOTS OF KEYBOARDS.&lt;br&gt;
-If I Started Killing... Alex and James Seduced (hoho, that's like what Smash Hits does) and Ellen and Ben = ACE&lt;br&gt;
-SEDUCED :D&lt;br&gt;
-Rory are you playing??? If you read this? If so See See Rider :)&lt;br&gt;
-And maybe Todd i was a cubscout's other band with his friend, and I've forgotten their name but they don't have any music on their myspace, so I'm also intrigued for this. I'm not sure but I think it's hardcore-y, but that's a guess from guitars being in one of their pictures. Hmm.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;**I would like to point out that if anyone I know doesn't go in fancy dress I'm going to punch them.**&lt;br&gt; Plus I would rather like witty/interesting/diy costumes please.&lt;br&gt;
There will be lots of partying after in Leeds, and everyone probably staying at mine like my party, (also if anyone from far away places came I could probably put you up because I'm just going to tell my parents the night before or something, and I want everyone I know to come :D, there are also lots of trains from Leeds!) although I think Todd's staying at Will's but yeah whatever! It'll all change on the night, and then not going to college the next day, 'cause we have to take Todd/probably B'ham people to the train station, goood 8).&lt;/p&gt;

I'll make sure to remind everyone of this nearer the time.

&lt;p&gt;But yes, I write about really un-interesting samey things. I need to go do work on my Tshirt Customisation project, yeah, I do this for MARKS. Mwahaha.&lt;br&gt;
Bloody hell, that wound up long, I apologise to those who thought oh I'll read this it's relatively short.. and now she's added to it and it's taking me hours to read, pfft and it's all pointless crap aswell! That's exactly what you thought.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2005-11-06T14:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T15:23:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T15:26:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I never do, soo y'know. I bought a waistcoat from Primark, but it's one of the double-breasted ones and I'm not sure yet, it's velvet though which is always good.&lt;br&gt;I'm watching Britney and Kevin: Chaotic, and I mean as most people I know would tell you I wouldn't mind if Britney Spears mysteriously slipped out of the public eye and never came back, but her and her husband are so cute! Well, I'm watching the wedding episode and its just made feel all happy and in love with everything and appreciate everything I have with people, and he said all this stuff that was soo sweet, and I'm a gay sop.&lt;br&gt;I think I need a job so I can buy the entire Stella McCartney for H&amp;amp;M collection. GAAH it's so good!! The quality of the cut of the clothes and for like £15-30! 10th November people. Basically, I need money for:&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/stella1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/stella3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;One of the above pairs of trousers, most likely the middle pair of jeans, as I've wanted some drainpipes with zips for bloody ages after seeing an early nineties Versace ad with some in, and&amp;nbsp;one of the printed tops, both of these for def.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/stella4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then, I love this jacket but it's too expensive, so if I was maybe a lucky sod and it got in the sale, as a lot of Karl Lagerfeld stuff did (which I was an idiot not to buy).&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/stella5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I really want a tuxedo jacket, but again, they're quite pricey and Katy has no pennies for whim items, so I'll just like this from afar.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/stella6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;OK, I really love Stella McCartney trenches, and I really want one, but the coat I want already&amp;nbsp;is only £40 so more in my price range as I have to pay half, and I'm scared everyone'll start wearing these and they'll lose they're amazingness, but I am considering splashing out, quite a lot. Hmmmm.&lt;br&gt;Speech day Friday, I got a prize! So I'll be seeing everyone I haven't seen for months and if Thomas Sheperdson is there, be giving him a MASSIVE slap (I need to practise, as I'm scared I'll miss) and a piece of my fucking mind. He is such a wanker now, and everyone at Tad seems to be believe every goddam thing he says when he actually bullshits out of his arse and thinks he's the hottest thing on the planet, and wears about 3 items of clothing everywhere, because girls fawn over him in them or whatever, they're all naive to the fact he told me 'I enjoy&amp;nbsp;getting&amp;nbsp;inside&amp;nbsp;girl's heads and then fucking them up' - DIRECT QUOTE. Dick.&lt;br&gt;I need to start eating more healthily&amp;nbsp;I have decided, and doing some bloody exercise, I haven't done anything regularly, apart from walking places, since we finished P.E at school earlier this year, and I keep eating Hershey's Kisses :|&lt;br&gt;Blah, blah, I need to get back to doing work. I proper LOVE college, like the other day I just felt so at home there and everyone's ace! I'm sure I say that every entry. Shutup.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;And, because I said I'd put these up and never did, tut:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I hope I stop having a cold soon, grr. I fear it may be the curse of the entire-winter-being-ill thing.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2005-10-27T20:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-27T20:46:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-27T20:46:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;
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Me and Will went to see everyone in Brum, it was well fun :D&lt;br&gt;
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Seduced played a whole different set to the one at my partay, I proper
love how curtis screams. Minus the bear were mint and it was quite
interesting (why am I such a geek?) seeing how they played the songs,
but the sound wasn't very good and on fine and 2 pts you couldn't hear
the guitar :|&lt;br&gt;
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We stayed in Ellen, Alex, Stuart and Ben's HOUSE &amp;lt;-- :O I rather want a house.&lt;br&gt;
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We didn't do that much in London because I hadn't organised it and when
we got to the tube station we found that the one to Shoreditch (Brick
Lane) only ran at certain times, so we went to the Tate gallery
instead, but it didn't have much open and you needed a bit of knowledge
about what was on show to appreciate it I think. In&amp;nbsp; the main bit
was the above piece, made out of boxes which I really liked.&lt;br&gt;
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I made him do a tourist picture, hohoho&lt;br&gt;
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We went to Brick Lane after the Tate and it was so good, everyone
walking down the street was dressed so well and all the shops were
mint. I finally got to go to Beyond Retro, it wasn't as cheap as I
expected but still aace. There were a load of other good vintage shops
down there, and I think a full day there is in order :D&lt;br&gt;
Brick Lane graffiti:&lt;br&gt;
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Yeah, gay shadow, but look how nice the street lights are on Brick Lane :) oo I do like it&lt;br&gt;
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just for fun&lt;br&gt;
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Will worked out how to do that thing where it takes like 8 pictures
consequtively and you can make them into gif files and I've always
wanted one that did that and I've had my camera a bloody year without
knowing, god. But yeah, I was taking a picture in sepia? Sepia's so
cool, haha. (I'm quite tired, can you tell?)&lt;br&gt;
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Could this be any less complimenting??&lt;br&gt;
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Check the skill and lack of make-up, mmmm.&lt;br&gt;
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Handmade and french.... £200 *slaps self*&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;I'm all on my own in Will's house, and it's weird. When I left mine
earlier my Dad was having a Ramblers meeting, hahaha, my Mum seemed
quite scared, don't blame her really. The tree had gone from outside
our house and I'd only been gone bloody four days, jeez. My sister got
back from her trip to London, and was wearing drainpipes -
??????????????? - I was strangely proud. She looked kind of scene
though, which is hilarious, but she pulls them off well, so, ladida. I
think my new fashion influence/way of dressing is going to be rather
90s - see Clueless and 10 Things I Hate About You. - people in Clueless
dress so mint!&lt;br&gt;
Err I've lost concentration now, I'll make this interesting later.&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2005-10-17T17:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T17:07:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T17:07:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My Mum introduced the food for my tea like people just now, and I laughed inside.&lt;br /&gt;I have einen cold, ja? Y'know, the one that's going around, with a stupid cough aswell? Well it's fucking annoying and I wish it would just go away. Only to followed by the next cold/illness.&lt;br /&gt;I've done lots of 'work' today, like watching the O.C to study in depth the seams on their clothing, and making pasta and cheese just well, because. I have done work really, it just wasn't much, just printing and stuff, and finding a load of pictures for the Present Trend section of my research project and then being too scared to print them out because of all the ink it will use. &lt;br /&gt;And now all I want to do is watch Home &amp; Away, so bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write some real stuff later.</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2005-09-22T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T19:40:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T19:55:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's a looong time since I've written in here, ey? I've been meaning to for a while, but I couldn't be bothered, haha.&lt;br /&gt;College is AAAACE, seriously. I love my course so much, and everything's so much more relaxed and my teacher's are mint and they knew my name on the first day (teachers never know my name) and I just keep talking to everyone and on my IT induction the guy had to keep telling me to stop talking (in a nice, friendly, everyone's on equal, first name terms way, of course), and everyone on my course is nice and ace and gah I've come home every night with a massive grin on my face, feeling so happy. It's weird aswell, I'm so confident in my class, I mean when we had to present our work today I still went quite red and everything, but I mean just in class I talk to everyone and I talk really loudly for some reason, it proper scared me at first but it feels so nice not to be all shy and uncomfortable anymore that it doesn't now.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so what have I been doing? I still don't have a job, but I have a sucking up CV to go shove at people, while smiling and chatting and generally covering up my desperation for one. I'll get one soon. H&amp;M doesn't open 'til Christmas and I can't wait that long, so I think I'll just give up on that, or maybe get a temporary job until then.&lt;br /&gt;I went to London last weekend and saw Múm, it was absolutely amazing. It was in the London Barbican and the stage was filled with instruments, first on was Cat Power, or maybe just the woman from Cat Power, I'm not sure, but she was so good, she kept mumbling about things and I just assumed she was on drugs but Willum told me she's an alcoholic, so I was close. Her voice was beautiful. In the interval I went to the loo and everyone was dressed so well and arty, everytime I go to London I just want to live there and this time it was scary how much I just wanted to pack my things and stay for weeks. Múm were next and they played their album, which Will bought and it's &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; good, they just walked around playing each other's instruments, and you could feel the bass, and I just kept squeezing Will's arm and opening my mouth and going OH MY GOD and smiling, we were all doing it, it was one of those shows that takes your breath away. I must say it was more amazing than Youthmovie (the first time I saw them aswell!) and Saul Williams at Leeds Festival, but they are a close second, I have pictures of that but not my laptop, I'll post them another time. We got up late (mostly my fault), so didn't have enough time to go to Brick Lane, but I'm DEFINITELY going next time, it will be the priority :D Tommo's flat was in Chelsea, ooer! I'm so northern and poor.&lt;br /&gt;There's a new club night called Grammar (the name just says it's respectable) starting at the Junction (dirty, but the music is going to be goood), &lt;s&gt;S2&lt;/s&gt; haha, Stu (I still stammar when saying anything to him, WHY?? I'm so gay.) said it's just Owen and his friends playing their record collections, so you know you won't be listening to shit music, it's over 18s as are all gay club nights but they'll be slack hopefully, and they need a good turn out on the first night, so yeaah they will. Everyone go!&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I spoke to my best friend from Infants school yesterday! He's so cute and he's doing drama and he has really long hair now, but he still listens to pop music like Steps and stuff haha, and he kept saying hi to all these random people, and we were both like 'omg do you remember what we did?!' and when we used to dance to Cyndi Lauper (he was a very feminine boy) and had a go at our Mums for not letting us have sleepovers and 'we haven't spoken for SEVEN years!' etc. and then I had to go back to lesson and I was like we must catch up and stuff and he was like yeah we should have coffee! It was proper nice, then when I was walking back through the canteen to this IT thing we did a manic open mouthed wave to each other, haha, I'm so glad I finally talked to him.&lt;br /&gt;Errm. Yeah. I can't think of anything to write now. I'm off school officially tomorrow mwahaha. (My English interrupts my 'independent study' day on Mondays though, which is very irritating.) I'm going to cycle all the way into town, I need the bloody exercise, to buy a tool box (!) and other essential items, and maybe try and get my fringe trimmed for free. &lt;br /&gt;This was boring, I bet you're dissapointed now you've read it... ha ha. I'm going to sell stuff then watch telly.</content>
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    <title>A to C, la la la</title>
    <published>2005-08-26T20:01:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-26T20:01:02Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Just so I have it somewhere:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History: A&lt;br /&gt;English/Eng Lit: AA&lt;br /&gt;Business Studies: BB&lt;br /&gt;R.E: B&lt;br /&gt;Textiles: B&lt;br /&gt;Science: CC&lt;br /&gt;Maths: C&lt;br /&gt;German: C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm an A-C student! It was a big relief to not have to re-take anything because I was pretty worried about maths. When I saw my history mark I thought there had been some massive mix up or something because I was convinced I had a &lt;i&gt;D&lt;/i&gt;, wtf? My mum opened (fake) champagne, haha, it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, tomorrow I shall be seeing: The Pixies, 65daysofstatic, YCNI:M, Youthmovie (finally), Saul Williams (!!), Blood Brothers, DFA and lots of other cool peeps, they're the definate I MUST SEE acts though. General drinking and dancing will ensue, yey! I'm proper excited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigs in the near future: (i'll keep adding to this obv)&lt;br /&gt;White Rose Movement 9th Oct @ Fibbers&lt;br /&gt;65daysofstatic + Youthmovie 21st Oct @ Cockpit&lt;br /&gt;Alexisonfire 23rd Oct @ Cockpit&lt;br /&gt;The Early November some time, some place&lt;br /&gt;Minus The Bear @ Joes Well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for definate, but hell, I think I'll go:&lt;br /&gt;Ex Models 15th Sept @ Fenton</content>
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    <title>!!</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T23:16:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-07T15:23:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font size="6"&gt;number 1&lt;/font&gt;: Scarborough&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We got the bus verry early.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Alex was very tired.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;I'm not very photogenic.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700131.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Laura could only find a guides cap to bring, it was very comfy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700132.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Erm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700134.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Coastliner graffiti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Jonny took pictures on our journey:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700138.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700139.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700141.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700142.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700144.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Scarborough's ace.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700146.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need beach apparel.&amp;nbsp;Peas!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to the North beach&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700150.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700151.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700153.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Spade.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700154.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700155.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700156.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700157.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was full of old people, and dogs, so we went to eat and find the South beach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700161.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700162.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700163.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700164.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Laura named her fish Bryan Adams&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700171.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She ate him&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700176.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and stabbed him.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700168.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Errm&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700177.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The cafe was very old, with a bad painting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then we wandered round a bit&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700184.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700185.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700188.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ALL the signs in this shop, tut.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700189.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Laura paid 20p for this machine to tell her she is a flirt. If she was a man she would have been a 'Nice Lover'.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700191.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and she bought over-sized novelty sunglasses. My hair looks weird here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700192.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were mini&amp;nbsp;sand storms at South beach!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700195.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700197.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700199.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Alex and Jonny dug a cave thing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700200.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My camera is SHIT, hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700201.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700202.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700203.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700206.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;ANDY LOVES COCK&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700207.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700208.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700209.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Laura is ace&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700213.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We ate skittles, bought mint key chain things, and rock, and caught the Coasty home.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Beaches make me incredibly happy. Beach day is going to be a regular thing!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700215.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_dearprudence:17084</id>
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    <title>LOL</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T15:00:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-05T15:05:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.eternalyouthdesign.com/customDesign.html"&gt;who's this ey?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Really, why am i such a loser in pictures? I should have smiled or SOMETHING. But, yes, this made me laugh quite a bit, as I wasn't aware I was on her site.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_dearprudence:15913</id>
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    <title>There are nooo bad worrds for the cooast todaay</title>
    <published>2005-06-03T08:28:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-03T08:31:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;What's that? It's 08.55 AM? And I've been up since 7.30, and already been to the co-op to find £50 in my bank account? Ohh-ho yes.
&lt;p&gt;I'm revising hardcore this morning - an hour of each science, then i dunno bumming around in Leeds for a couple of hours with Will, god I have such admirable priorities. But the morning is my most errm good work time. Yes. My vocabulary has gone to pot in this 'revision holiday'.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;For Laura:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things you enjoy, even when no one around you wants to go out and play. What lowers your stress/blood pressure/anxiety level? Make a list, post it to your journal... and then tag 5 friends and ask them to post it to theirs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;One of mine&amp;nbsp;is the same as her last:&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;making up new outfits out of my wardrobe&amp;nbsp;&lt;/u&gt; (has to be&amp;nbsp;one&amp;nbsp;of the funnest ways to&amp;nbsp;waste time&amp;nbsp;ever)/spending hours trying to make orange tights look good with at least one item of clothing owned by me, except, y'know, general bits of crap &lt;s&gt;in my wardrobe&lt;/s&gt; on my floor/chair/over flowing draws that do not work with ANYTHING, I hate that, and it's usually the most interesting pieces that just won't go, so you wind up buying a load more clothes to go with that one item.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dancing around on your own in your room, dancing has to be the best de-tensioner thing.&amp;nbsp;At the moment I am very partial to doing this to the eighties cd Alex gave me, it is amazing, because he is amazing. We are bringing the eighties back! Because lets face it, that era was tooo good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sitting on the internet trying to find new music that is better than everything on your iriver that you are totally bored of, at the moment I am trying to find lots of early american hardcore/early nineties american&amp;nbsp;emo stuff, and it's erm not very successful.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Going out. I find being cooped up in my room for a whole day, especially when for most of it I've been staring at a computer screen, I start to go slightly insane and I get all tense and it's horrible, so when I just go for a little walk, or (when I get my bike) go for bike rides or go buy food and stuff like that I feel really calm and free.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watching T.V and&amp;nbsp;films make me really relaxed because you know that you don't have to try or think or anything. In this holiday I've got back into my old T.V habits, and have managed to get slightly into Big Brother 6 : / god knows how, it's just quite interesting because there's a few intelligent people in the house this year, and I've grown rather fond of Kamal, a gay male belly dancer with one of those really nice afros, because he's really clever yet very funny and bitchy. The duvet covers in the house are the same as mine, whey.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't know who to tag so if anyone wants to do it (/waste some revision time), go ahead!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sheryl Crow is cool.&amp;nbsp; I have decided in the summer I am going to go out for breakfast a lot, like in France.&amp;nbsp; I cannot wait to leave my school, and it seems the feeling's mutual with most of the WORLD (actually, just the majority of my friends list, and erm lots of people on myspace? Eugh I have been on the internet far too much recently.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Good luck to everyone who has exams! Exams really should just die.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>The progress of 'The Pea':</title>
    <published>2005-05-10T20:19:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-10T20:20:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700461.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_dearprudence:13330</id>
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    <title>Myspace.... What does it do?..... Let us network.</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T20:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T20:38:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;..... I think my Dad just called me Sweetpea, which is like &amp;amp;hearts;!, but also incredibly strange. I think he's had a drink.. or maybe he had one of those awakenings up on the moors and the countryside has finally gone to his head. He was saying "I hope that's not coffee you're making.... you'll be up all night... I hope you're not going to pull an all-nighter" and random conversation like that. Hmm. I was making ovaltine. Haha I think he's singing now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway &lt;font size="6"&gt;Rolo Tomassi are my new favourite band. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;God I went to see them last night with Will and they're &lt;strong&gt;so so&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;fucking mint!! I spent £10 on merch, mostly theirs and a Whores Whores Whores cassette (!), who are bloody funny and also mint! It was a good night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah and I started making my pea costume today, only 4 days to go and all, lol.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700346.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The chicken wire, between Laura's legs arrhaharhahhryeah&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700347.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The stuff!&amp;nbsp; well, the blu-tack thing was just something I bought, because it's mint! It has straws and googly eyes and pom poms! Woah! well worth a fiver!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700348.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700349.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700351.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We really like chicken wire.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700352.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hi I didn't do my hair this morning. Recently I have embraced curly hair, it's so good because it takes minimal effort to do, yey!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700354.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The frame! Electrical tape! Oh yes!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700355.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700356.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The (nearly)&amp;nbsp;finished product! :&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700357.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700359.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It will be cool. I'm painting it bright green, and wearing L's green spandex leggings, a green tshirt, green material in my hair and green converse, woo!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey! Look! My camera sized them proper today!&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>lolololol</title>
    <published>2005-05-06T16:30:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-06T16:30:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me and Aimee went to get her pictures from Tesco last night, then we had food and L came and she'd written out an e.e cummings poem for me and it was really nice.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me, Sue and George walked round the whole out-of-bounds wood today at lunch, it was so funny! It was like we were in the army or something, and we were running between trees so the P.E teachers didn't see us, but we got caught with only a bit to go and I told them honestly I just wanted to walk round the wood before I left and they let us off, they also asked us what we'd been doing because they'd seen us running around at the top haha! oops, I thought we were really sly. No-one else gets why it was so fun, but it was. The goal now is to do the whole wood before we leave.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_dearprudence:12934</id>
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    <title>A train can be on time or early or late</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T20:26:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T20:26:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/sciencecrew.bmp"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hmm well it was meant to be all big and nice so you could all see the amazing detail of Shar's drawing. I am second from left, and the dot on my face is my nose stud :D&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love Sian with lots and lots of passion and big far apart hands.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was being a gay bear earlier. It was gay. I'm being normal again now. Phewf.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This update now seems pointless because that is so small. Humpf.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700341.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hmm.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;check out my cup! ey ey!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Everything's good, k?&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>So, hang up! Before they trace the call and find out where we're STAYIIIIN'.</title>
    <published>2005-05-03T20:12:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-03T20:17:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/willandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 727px; HEIGHT: 557px" height="768" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700293.jpg" width="708"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Will and Jordan whored with my camera for a bit&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 495px; HEIGHT: 713px" height="1025" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700296.jpg" width="481"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 510px; HEIGHT: 655px" height="1026" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700302.jpg" width="510"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 733px; HEIGHT: 552px" height="769" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700303.jpg" width="700"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 737px; HEIGHT: 539px" height="771" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700304.jpg" width="737"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Alex was sitting with us, he was incredibly drunk and kept feeling Aimee's leg.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 743px; HEIGHT: 585px" height="768" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700292.jpg" width="743"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lisa was there too, and Will told Jordan that she fancies him, oops! she is&amp;nbsp;quite annoyed about this, but doesn't mind because "y'know, he knows now 8-) " lol,&amp;nbsp;and she said to me today that she can remember someone sucking her finger when she pointed after saying something in the uncomfortable-ness, and it's been annoying her all day who it was, we decided it was probably Will.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700313.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Charlie came over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There's like 10 more, but I can't be arsed to post them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It was very very fun, and the bar WAS half price, and&amp;nbsp;I bought a lot of spirits, because well that's what I drink, and the barman was really nice and called Graham. Anyway it didn't seem like I was there that long, but then I did turn up late, and there was lots of random things done, I did two bush wees, one next to Will, oh dear, because I managed to lock the mens toilet and slide underneath the door (!!), me and Laura sang You made me gay apu and we all just generally pissed around, I'm still remembering bits now. At the end of the night, or when the police arrived (eek! someone took an e, loser) I was lying on a rock, totally dead, then&amp;nbsp;me, Laura, Will, Thom and Aimee all&amp;nbsp;went back to Aimee's, as we couldn't stay over in our ace tent as planned. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700316.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and we woke up at 6am. Eugh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700320.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700324.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700326.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We just sat around and had showers for 3 hours until Tesco opened (bank holiday).. and played with tampons.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At Tesco we had big yummy, just what we (not Laura, who was sick several times) needed, full english'. Then sat outside as it was lovely and warm and summery, and looked like free youthes/bums, we got a lot of dirty looks.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700327.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700328.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thom looked like one of those men at the beach who wear hankies on their heads. He has very hairy legs.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700329.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Will bought shaving things to shave Thom's pubes into a heart, this was a joke carried on from the night before when Will had trimmed all Thom's pubes and they were now "really really short, Wiiiiiill", but I don't remember this as I was in the bathroom/dead.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700330.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thom wouldn't let him, so we had lots of fun with the shaving foam instead. "It looks like I have shaving foam for a face!!" lol it was fun.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We got bored waiting for Will's hair dying hoes (Chloe, accompanied by Jess, who didn't dye hair, but yeah), and went to the York College field so Will could climb a tree and do more things with shaving foam&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 652px; HEIGHT: 515px" height="769" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700334.jpg" width="652"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 656px; HEIGHT: 503px" height="767" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700335.jpg" width="656"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700340.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;= OMG!, CORE&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 649px; HEIGHT: 521px" height="774" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700331.jpg" width="816"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 646px; HEIGHT: 566px" height="771" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700333.jpg" width="646"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Me and Aimee frolicked.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700338.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y167/_dearprudence2/S3700339.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Laura likes my breast.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We went to Will's, hair dying was done, I slept the whole time, went home, worked a bit, ate, showered, went and pissed around in Bish again. END!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and yes! look! I gave up on re-sizing! My camera seems to decide when to size pictures nicely, because I always forget to change the thingy, so I have to re-size them and I CAN'T, and I can't be arsed to do it properly. Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's nice having a musician boyfriend. I was just thinking about how musicians lay themselves out for people to see, it's like they open up their most private diaries in their songs, I'm talking Bright Eyes here I guess, but all the bands I listen to tell of bad times and such and make lovely music. and now I fully understand Art is Hard, because sometimes they must feel like they sell or prostitute&amp;nbsp;their feelings to their audiences and listeners. But without songs like that I wouldn't enjoy music as much as I do, I mean even Forrest of HB's lyrics are about his&amp;nbsp;feelings for&amp;nbsp;and how much he loved a girl, I'd love to know who Dear Jamie... is about, I bet it's about that beautiful friend he has.... Chelsea I think it was, god I have loved them too long. I'd love to have a Hellogoodbye song written about me, and Lindsaypailamode! oh!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; okay yes, that was a random rant. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have had four dreams that have worried me in the last week, and I want to know why, I bet it's some deep psycological reason, to do with the exams.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Time left at school: 7 days.&amp;nbsp;Time to the exams: 22 days.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;font size="7"&gt;oh. fuck.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2005-04-30T14:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T13:44:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T13:44:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;I'm getting my May Ball dress custom designed/made!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;By Sally Stone!!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;her site is &lt;a href="http://www.eternalyouthdesign.com"&gt;www.eternalyouthdesign.com&lt;/a&gt; but it isn't working atm, but yeah she's mint, take it from me!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I spent this morning in Leeds just looking in high street stores for a basic dress, to buy and customise, and there weren't any ANYWHERE, and I went in the Corn Exchange, just to look for other bits of the outfit and all the mint stalls were back! and Sally Stone had got one, like she said she was going to! and I was like I met you at the Harrogate fair blah blah blah I'm desperate, it's on the 20th May (gah! why am i so disorganised?) you do custom design don't you? and she was like yeah! so I told her what I wanted, because&amp;nbsp;I have the entire outfit in my head, but just have to find it all, and she's going to embellish it for me so &lt;strong&gt;nobody&lt;/strong&gt; will have remotely the same dress as me, and it'll be a one off! OMGI'MSOEXCITED. I'll try and draw a picture (my drawing skills are ghay because I haven't been to a class yet) of how it's going to be and post it later. I get two fittings and everything! She's doing some designs and emailing me them in the next week and it's going to be so mint! and while it's being made all I have to do is find some silver T-bar high high&amp;nbsp;heels, a grey t-shirt (don't like showing my back) some ace jewellry,&amp;nbsp;Barry M bright red&amp;nbsp;nail varnish&amp;nbsp;and a tiny bag (w/silver sequins!), all of which I can see in my head but must find on t'net or in shops, I think I might customise the tshirt when I get the dress, then I'll be able to keep the whole thing and be like this is what I wore to my Year 11 May Ball! (to my kids etc.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It's not even going to cost that much, it'll be around £100-120, and considering what everyone else is paying and the fact it's custom made I am very very pleased,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; face---&amp;gt;&amp;nbsp;:D and my Mum can buy me shoes, yeaaah.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Paperchase had finally got my leaving book back in stock, and no I don't care if Laura has got it because I've wanted it for like 2 months, but like I said, they'd run out.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have a nice alcohol fund for tomorrow night because I am going to get nice and wrecked and then sleep in a tiny tent and most likely be chucked out by Will in his sleep. Haha I keep remembering last year's Beth(e) party, I hope I do most of the stuff I did (Claire!!!) then.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Have fun this bank holiday y'all!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>LESBINAN!</title>
    <published>2005-04-28T17:14:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I just spoke to Aimee for a long time on the phone, and she has made me think a lot about something.</content>
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    <title>_dearprudence @ 2005-04-21T16:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-21T16:12:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-21T16:32:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;My shoes came!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v634/_dearprudence/shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I know it seems like I am trying to be scene/other kind of thing like that, but nose piercings are arty for fucks sake, and jeez, you have to appreciate how hot &lt;strong&gt;all black&lt;/strong&gt; shoes are. They're so clean though, it's sickening. They need fucking up.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Hi we sold out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have just realised how mint shuffle is, you discover all the music you forgot you had. I NEED to see The Mars Volta, very very soon.&lt;br&gt;I also discovered the amazing array of sweets the newsagents now stocks, there's a whole goddam ISLE. mmm. I got astro belts and strawberries and eggs and loads of other hot shit.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah I got a warning for my nose today, from Miss -&amp;nbsp;Hi&amp;nbsp;I want to be senior staff so i hang around with them and act like I have loads of authority and make students I don't know hate me -&amp;nbsp;Dumbill, so the plastic retainer has to definitely go in tonight, however painful/hard it is. It made me excited for leaving school again. Sixth formers get warnings for having holes in the back of their jeans, and get suspended for having mohawks, so basically it is against their rules to express your personality in the way you look and dress. It drives me mad.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v634/_dearprudence/nice.jpg"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's nearly summer!!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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