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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 19:15:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hello</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s almost been two years since I last posted. &lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t changed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in my second year in college now, my courses (of a biochemical/genetics slant) are quite vague. I still don&apos;t know what I&apos;m doing with my life. I still don&apos;t fit in, but I&apos;m not trying as hard, it doesn&apos;t matter so much. Sometimes I worry about this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I listen to my mp3 player as I walk home and dance and sing.. Then I don&apos;t worry at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to fall in love. It&apos;s an utterly crazy wish. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still an actress playing way too many roles. &lt;br /&gt;I have a fear of LJ, of being too introspective, too self absorbed, it&apos;s a perilous place. &lt;br /&gt;We studied one particular poem for Leaving Cert. It contained &amp;quot;I&amp;quot; 14 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The science hub is very nearly empty, most people have finished their exams. It&apos;s creepy, like walking around my old school before our concert, using the classrooms as dressing rooms. This is a building for people chattering, not for the whir of the vending machines. Occassionally somebody walks by, but as I&apos;m not wearing my glasses I can&apos;t recognise them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in two years, not much has changed but my eyesight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn&apos;t feel like Christmas, the lower part of this building is stark and void of decoration.&amp;nbsp; They&apos;ve taken away most of the seats. It feels like I haven&apos;t been home in ages, just dividing my times between Ranelagh (where I sleep) the RDS (where I do exams) and here (where I wait)&lt;br /&gt;The light pollution is terrible in Dublin, I wonder if it&apos;ll be too cold when I get home to walk on the beach? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2006 16:59:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Update</title>
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  <description>Christmas exams nearly over now. Counting down the days til I&apos;m finished the Leaving Certificate for good. Holidays soon but I&apos;m in grinds for half of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enjoy your holidays people!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Feb 2006 18:05:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Astraya, Aarie, and journal</title>
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  <description>Well, I&apos;m back (again)and probably for good, I missed LJ, I missed blogs. I&apos;m on Bebo but only because I have to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What&apos;s new in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I quit Gospel choir. Once and for all. Except it happened in a rather cowardly way. Orla told someone and Pam overheard. Which makes her angry at me. But I can&apos;t find it in me to care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orla found Jesus. Or at least she says she has. We&apos;ve permission to ask her about it next week as it could just have been brought about by the overly chirpy Canadiens (they scared me) who did our retreat with us. (Who Aisling are stalking...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently there was friendship problems... They seem to be resolved, though. Isn&apos;t it odd what some people keep secrets about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed today, beautiful snow! There&apos;s no such thing as too much snow! (too me, anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom of Loathing is just..... addictive? funny? Words fail me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd and 6th Years are in the second week of their mocks. this means I haven&apos;t seen Christine and Claire for more than 10 minutes for what feels like ages. (It&apos;s hard to believe I once felt I didn&apos;t matter if I moved school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end... Last Friday was National Beaver Day in Nova Scotia. Isn&apos;t it such a pity you didn&apos;t celebrate it?&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Sunshine and Chocolate</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 17:42:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fall apart then start again</title>
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  <description>Ignore this if you want, I just need somewhere to clear my head because everything&apos;s falling to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire&apos;s mum found her suicide note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been wandering around in a daze all day, it&apos;s like I know Claire, but I don&apos;t know what to say to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it is I&apos;ve said some nasty things, I couldn&apos;t help myself.  She came into my class this morning, pulled me and CC away from our convo (which was reassuring Orls)and said &apos;I was going to kill myself today.&apos; i exploded silently but nonetheless. I took her wrists and said exactly what I&apos;ve been biting my tongue about for the past ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I apologised 5 minutes later because I&apos;m so spineless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is happening a lot reacently, it&apos;s as though the dam that I&apos;ve been using to hold everything back has just crumbled and I&apos;ve no way to censor what I want to before it comes out. I mean, I don&apos;t know, usually I say nothing, my face says nothing, my stance says nothing while my mind rants. Now my mind is like an audience in a horror movie thinking &apos;For crying out loud IT&apos;S BEHIND YOU.RUN!&apos; This can&apos;t be right, I need to find a balance. I&apos;m insulting everyone, I&apos;m such a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to believe that Garrett&apos;s still with me, it&apos;s such relief when everything so bloody awful. I&apos;m smiling for the first time today</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 17:01:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don&apos;t speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and I. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. When you&apos;re finished, post this little paragraph on your LJ and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.</description>
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  <lj:music>Some tune with words</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 13:33:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And you thought it would never happen</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Okay I will admit that I am possibly the worst LJ user in the entire world. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Also I&apos;m scraping this journal and moving to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#cc66cc&quot;&gt;another&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; soooooo if you&apos;d like to remain my friend; leave a message and I swear I&apos;ll read the months I&apos;ve missed of your LJ and learn it off by heart, well maybe not off by heart.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#993399&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Farewell Aariealka!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PS. I have a &lt;font color=&quot;#009900&quot;&gt;boyfriend&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;font color=&quot;#000099&quot;&gt;Looooong story.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;PPS. It took me 5 and a quarter hours to read &lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the 6th book&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. I feel slightly ashamed&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PPPS. Am in France.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Sweet Emotion</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Apr 2005 20:08:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:-)</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Got an Aerosmith obsession &apos;tis very bad, and only just beginning. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;:D That&apos;s what I&apos;ve been up to for the last while really.I was on local radio on Tuesday, it was not good. :( Went out clubbing that night, told Claire I&apos;d a headache and went home early, wasn&apos;t really in a good mood so...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Haven&apos;t been sleeping well either. Everytime I try to get some sleep I keep coming up with ideas for my play, needless to say, they&apos;re all crap.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2005 17:00:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hello, I&apos;m trying to catch up with everybody&apos;s LJs.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2005 14:45:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hah! I&apos;m back! That&apos;s all</title>
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  <description>&lt;img class=&quot;splat&quot; height=&quot;200&quot; alt=&quot;I am a d10&quot; src=&quot;http://dicepool.com/catalog/images/splats/oddity.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt; 
&lt;p&gt;You are the rare, the overlooked, yet incredibly useful dodecahedron: the d12. You are a creative, romantic soul. You often act without thinking, but make up for your lack of plans with plenty of heart. You easily solve problems that stump others, but your answers tend to put you into even deeper trouble. You write long, detailed backgrounds for all your characters, and are most likely to dress up as one or get involved in cos-play. You can be silly at times and are easily distracted by your own day dreams, but are at the end of the day you&apos;re someone who can be depended on.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Feb 2005 22:28:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OH MY GSD!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m soooooooooo hyper, we went to Form and Fusion (a fashion show, Orla was modelling, poor pet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the actual contest we had an air-guitar contest on the catwalk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to the show we played badminton, I was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sooo rock</description>
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  <lj:mood>I rock!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 16 Feb 2005 10:20:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>All is good, I found Sims 2!</description>
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  <lj:mood>Happy!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2005 10:46:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Something which ISN&apos;T romantic</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;What do you call someone who simply refuses to eat anything for 5 days? &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Try... Caitríona &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Don&apos;t ask me why. Even I don&apos;t know. It&apos;s actually quite easy though infact non-eating is a lot easier than eating. *sighs* I&apos;m an idiot, aren&apos;t I?&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>mankind doth sucketh!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jan 2005 21:14:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I NEED YOUR HELP!</title>
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  <description>Hello all, my life has been quite boring recently, well no, it&apos;s been interesting in mainly bad ways. But nothing I feel like sharing with the group today. In Religion we had to put our name on a piece of paper and hand it around the class and everyone else had to put a postive comment on it anonymously, except it&apos;s so obvious who wrote what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent-teacher meeting today. Mum told me that they had glowing reports of me... which is odd. I thought at least one teacer would give out about a lack of effort/forgetfulness/stubborness etc. Though she was quite surprised to find out that I&apos;ve moved down to Ordinary irish. Both my parents are trying to get me to go back into Honours. I won&apos;t. I absolutely refuse. I find Irish extremely hard and I&apos;d rather NOT fail my Leaving thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, minirant there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the real business; I&apos;m looking for a particular picture of the Apocalypse/Judgement, it doesn&apos;t seem to be famous. (which is a pity)And it&apos;s quite impressive. And I don&apos;t know who&apos;s it by or what it&apos;s called. If by any chance you think you know, please tell me, please?</description>
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  <lj:music>Abra Cadaver - The Hives</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Jan 2005 17:49:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Today was...</title>
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  <description>Quite good, I was congratualted for writing my song in B minor. Now the odd thing is B minor corresponds to D major (just learned that today) The odd thing being, I like writing in the key of D. Amn&apos;t sure why, but it&apos;s my favourite one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Dublin tomorrow to see the exhibition. I didn&apos;t get in, but I don&apos;t mind now. I can&apos;t wait to see Claire and Emma, which is really weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to write an article for European studies, I wouldn&apos;t mind... but it&apos;s on politics. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also haven&apos;t had a full night&apos;s sleep in quite some time so I think I&apos;ll go now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Jan 2005 17:58:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Film day!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=9540&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am so happy, I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve ever laughed as much, excluding the time I laughed so hard I stopped breathing!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He had 3 lessons: &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Watch out for sneaky bastards. Talent is the willingness to humiliate yourself. How to make yourself independant. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;He taught all these with impersonations and mini acts. Then we did film history.&amp;nbsp;Then we made films! A black and white single shot with no sound. A black and white mulitple shot with no sound and a technicolour one with special effects (bluescreen) and sound. I was in the third one in the (very cheesy) role of TY SuperHero. Orla and Margaret were respectively Victim 1 and Victim 2 in the first one. Then he did some psycology and told us some more about himself&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2005 18:02:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>first day back.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Today was tolerable, actually some of it was quite fun, like Music class where we had to evaluate songs, or Maths when we played chess against some strangers in the computer room, I lost all games :)! Or Science; which once again we had the computer lab to ourselves. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;English was scary, I actually said before it &quot; I hate English&quot;....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br&gt;2. Am I lovable? &lt;br&gt;3. How long have you known me? &lt;br&gt;4. When and how did we first meet? &lt;br&gt;5. What was your first impression? &lt;br&gt;6. Do you still think that way about me now? &lt;br&gt;7. What do you think my weakness is? &lt;br&gt;8. Do you think I&apos;ll get married? &lt;br&gt;9. What makes me happy? &lt;br&gt;10. What makes me sad? &lt;br&gt;11. What reminds you of me? &lt;br&gt;12. If you could give me anything what would it be? &lt;br&gt;13. How well do you know me? &lt;br&gt;14. When&apos;s the last time you saw me? &lt;br&gt;15. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn&apos;t? &lt;br&gt;16. Do you think I could kill someone? &lt;br&gt;17. Describe me in one word. &lt;br&gt;18. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger, weaker, or staying the same? &lt;br&gt;19. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen? &lt;br&gt;20. Are you going to put this on your livejournal and see what I say about you?&lt;br&gt;21. If I was an ice cream flavour, which would I be and why? &lt;br&gt;22. What song (if any) reminds you of me?&lt;br&gt;23. If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?&lt;br&gt;24. Do you consider me a good friend?&lt;br&gt;25. What makes me, me?&lt;br&gt;26. Would you make a move on me? &lt;br&gt;27. Do I cross your mind at least 2 times a day? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Jan 2005 00:39:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Going back to school in a week.&lt;br /&gt;Meep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to back of course, but I feel I&apos;ve more reason to dread it. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m paranoid, I really am</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2005 12:46:20 GMT</pubDate>
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&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;Become one with my inner sociopath. 
&lt;p align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;COLOR: red&quot; href=&quot;http://resolution.geek-foo.net/&quot;&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No, really.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Actually, I plan to sort:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA&quot;&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;Sort out my room&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;Sort out my mind&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;Sort out my body &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA&quot;&gt;Sort out my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-GB; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA&quot;&gt;Positive thinking, meet Caitríona, be afraid. Be very very afraid. It&apos;s the second of January and my room is halfway sorted. Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2004 12:03:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Happy New Year</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2004 15:32:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Christmas is over.</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;It was a bit blizzardy, I suppose it was a good Christmas. Got an odd phonecall from someone claiming to be my boyfriend. Don&apos;t need to worry though, have a new phone and a new number; Melly, remind me to give it to you. My free texts only cover Ireland.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Y&apos;know that tsunami in SE Asia? I&apos;m really worried about Kassie. What&apos;s worse is I can&apos;t contact her. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Dec 2004 11:56:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Snow SNOW SNOW!!!!</title>
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  <description>For the first time in my life I look outside on Christmas day and see snoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vodafone live is being all stupid, grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Dec 2004 22:49:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m alive</title>
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  <description>Claire Hennessy has an LJ here... wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much new, just the usual crap. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve written another fic, G.O again, got a review, it&apos;s positive. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TY&apos;s got out of school early, go us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night, and if I don&apos;t update soon, Merry Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been stupid again, with Catherine talking about feelings never solves anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ollie is a nice person, but boring. Why must he be so understanding and considerate(and emotional)?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid boys</description>
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  <lj:music>Hands Clean</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Hands Clean</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2004 11:01:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>had a little difficulty with this</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Verdana&quot; size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Step one: Pick a friend&apos;s icon.&lt;br&gt;Step two: Badly edit a Santa hat onto it.&lt;br&gt;Step three: Profit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Very festivy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel sick, and I don&apos;t know why &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;-(&lt;/font&gt; AND it&apos;s a day off. Flu-like symptoms &apos;cept I got the vaccine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PS Dublin was class, especially the train up, Christine was all depressed so I started singing Always look on the Bright side of Life&apos;, and we had a John Cleese lookalike on the train, he rolled his eyes (I was the only one that noticed him). Later Jennifer told me that John Cleese was coming up to Dublin to give a lecture at Trinity/UCD/somewhere she doesn&apos;t study... and then we got lost in Temple Bar, and I bought presents, and ran out of money, and almost missed the train, got the WRONG train and ended up stranded in Drogheda, (Me and Orla M, the rest got a lift from Orls&apos; Mum)&amp;nbsp;we got home eventually. And I watched Chicago, and my parents think it&apos;s fantastic&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PPS, that was a very long postscript.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/23066624/1642358&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Dec 2004 15:55:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Y&apos;know some guys just can&apos;t hold their ARSENIC!</title>
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  <description>Best to update now while I&apos;ve time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago is on tonight, I&apos;m not nervous at the moment. (ask me 5 minutes before I&apos;m on stage) I&apos;m varying hyper and depressed so I&apos;m slightly distracted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damny, I won&apos;t get to see Lisa, she&apos;s singing Hallelujah</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2004 17:56:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I feel sad, &lt;br /&gt; that is all.</description>
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  <lj:music>Iron Maiden, don&apos;t know the actual song.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Iron Maiden, don&apos;t know the actual song.</media:title>
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