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  <title>Peachie Pink</title>
  <subtitle>...although life isn't always through rose-tinted specs.</subtitle>
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    <name>peachieangel</name>
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  <updated>2007-09-17T18:54:51Z</updated>
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    <title>I GOT RAIDED</title>
    <published>2007-09-17T18:52:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-17T18:54:51Z</updated>
    <category term="ebaums did it"/>
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    <title>Journey @_@</title>
    <published>2007-07-17T19:20:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-17T19:20:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Letter to Memphis"- The Pixies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">^_^...................... *colapses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we left home and travelled what we thought would be a 4 hour drive down to Irvine, but there was a really big car accident (grr, road safety these days!! T_T) so we had to take another route and it ended up being a 7 hour journey. @_@ RARGH!! And the car was filled wwith luggage inside AND out (bikes tied to back, bags on roof AND crammed inside). So it was very uncomfortable. Hee hee. 6_9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally got there, we stayed at a hotel last night. Simon, Luke, and Verity (who arrived back from Latvia) stayed in a pretty nice room upstairs, while Mum, Maya and I got a freezing cold room downstairs that stunk of &lt;b&gt;CAT PEE.&lt;/b&gt; Cat pee cat pee cat pee!! A cat had sprayed in the room! Of course we couldn't complain to the hotel peeps because we had to pay on arrival! Oh, and the bathroom door wouldn't shut properly, and the smoke alarm was broken. And the fridge rumbled all night and kept us awake. ¬_¬&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I'm done complaining. XD;; Sorry. They made a nice breakfast though! Oh, and they had free wireless broadband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had another 7 hour car journey (maybe 8) to Portishead and we're with Verity's grandparents now, yay! ^_^ Friendly people, nice food and cozy beds and NO fridge rumbling! Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we're off to France in a ferry so... wheee! But yeah, you won't hear from me in 2 weeks or so after Wednesday because there'll be no internet access. ^_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;Ruth&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxox</content>
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    <title>Wahhh</title>
    <published>2007-07-13T21:17:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-13T21:24:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Air</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Arghhhh, you guys must hate me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been weird lately, lol. Stuff was brought up about my rather.... traumatic history and it's left me feeling very paranoid and insecure about myself and how others think of me. ^.^;; Ross being away hasn't helped. There is a weird awkwardness in the family that I only recognise after the events of my past have been dug up again. T_T;; (sorry, that all sounds dead dramatic... dunno how else to put it simply ^.^) Usually happens when my step-family's relatives come to visit- which they did, 3 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my best friend Colleen has come to Glenelg and has been her for around 2 weeks or more, and we've been having a great time. Too mcuh shopping in Inverness- exahusting!! X_X Shouldn't be doing that when I'm feeling ill. XD;; But, you know... summer sales. can't miss them can we? ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, in case you err- haven't already noticed.... the holidays are going to keep (and have been keeping) me away from you guys until mid August. :( I feel like a bitch for not telling you sooner. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; Been avoiding msn, tried to spend time doing other things.... :) I hope you understand. I don't hate you. :( At all. I'm still in lurrrve lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the holidays are stealing my time with you: First 2 weeks= Colleen, Next 2 weeks= Away in France, Last 2 weeks= at my dad's. (oh, wait!! I'll be able to talk to you at dad's, so it's only gonna be 4 weeks! ^_^ Whew)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to France on Monday, will be nice hopefully! ^_^ I want a tan. The journey is gonna take, like 2-3 days though because we aren't going by plane... we're going by ferry.... T___T Ouch lol. Oh well, it's cheaper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan- I miss you girlie, congrats on your new home. When I get back from France you have to get me bakc into pixelling again. And domes. ;) *hug* &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Mouldy- I miss you too, cuddly kitty. I have been an awful sister. ;_; *cling* I hope you're okay sweetie.&lt;br /&gt;Abz- Don't hate peach, lol. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I go bakc to school after the hols, everything will be bakc to normal. I am slowly giving myself time to come out of the trap. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, and kisses, from Peachie&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxox</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peachieangel:14414</id>
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    <title>Barbie Survey</title>
    <published>2007-06-26T12:57:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-26T13:01:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thought this was hilarious!! XD Please, have a go LOL.&lt;br /&gt;( * = a tick/check )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Own:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] You own over 10 bottles of nail polish &lt;b&gt;(I NEVER use them though)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own perfume that cost over $60&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You had/have fake nails&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have more hair products than you can use&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have enough clothes to cover an entire refugee camp.&lt;br /&gt;[*] You have enough pictures to create your own wallpaper. &lt;b&gt;(pictures of anything? LOL my wall is like that anyway)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you:&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Have/had a hair color that is not your natural color&lt;br /&gt;[*] Have “blonde moments” at least once a day&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Constantly keep your phone at your side&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dance around in your room when nobody else is home&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Refuse to go out in public without makeup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU ADORE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Makeup&lt;br /&gt;[*] Glitter&lt;br /&gt;[*] The Color Pink&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shopping&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Jewelery&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mirrors&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chick flicks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Shoes&lt;br /&gt;[*] Rainbows&lt;br /&gt;[*] Unicorns&lt;br /&gt;[*] Disney Movies&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Candles&lt;br /&gt;[*] Flowers&lt;br /&gt;[*] Stuffed Animals&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Purses&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Boots&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Starbucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU SAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;[*] Oh my gosh/goodness/god&lt;br /&gt;[*] Hun/honey&lt;br /&gt;[ ] That’s hot&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dunzo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Darling&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Psh&lt;br /&gt;[*] Cutie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hottie&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Totally&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fer Shur&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Fabulous&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hell ya&lt;br /&gt;[ ] like&lt;br /&gt;[*] duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do You Read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cosmopolitan/Cosmo Girl&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Cleo&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Marie Claire&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Elle&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Dolly&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Teen Vogue&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Famous&lt;br /&gt;[ ] New idea&lt;br /&gt;[ ] NW&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Madison&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Who&lt;br /&gt;[ ] PerezHilton.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you Seen These:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[*] Legally Blonde&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Elizabethtown&lt;br /&gt;[*] Mean Girls&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Now &amp; Then&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Notebook&lt;br /&gt;[ ] A Walk to Remember&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Sweet Home Alabama&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Where the Heart is&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Just my luck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Centerstage&lt;br /&gt;[*] Bring it On &lt;b&gt;(my friend made me watch it, awful XP)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Mona Lisa Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you/ have you been Addicted to…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] LOST&lt;br /&gt;[ ] America’s Next Top Model&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Project Runway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Desperate Housewives&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The Simple Life&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Next pussycat doll&lt;br /&gt;[ ] 8th &amp; Ocean&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Grey’s Anatomy&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The O.C.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Laguna Beach/The Hills&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Nip/Tuck&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Veronica Mars&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One tree hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL TOTAL: 17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COUNT UP HOW MANY YOU CHECKED. MULTIPLY BY 2&lt;br /&gt;THEN REPOST I AM…&lt;b&gt;34%&lt;/b&gt; BARBIE  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEKK NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! :OOOOOO That high???</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peachieangel:14191</id>
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    <title>Aww</title>
    <published>2007-06-25T13:53:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-25T13:53:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Teehee, I went out to feed my bunny the other day and I got a lovely surprise! She was sitting in her hutch, and sitting beside her &lt;i&gt;in the cage&lt;/i&gt; was a robin!&lt;br /&gt;I know how it gets in the hutch; he's so small that he can fly through the chicken-wire of the hutch. I've seen him hop around inside the hutch a few times, but never when the bunny is in the hutch at the same time! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;So heartwarming hehe. She has a friend! (Finally. LOL, she's so growly and antisocial)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've now got a super huge trampoline outside, Maya (12 year old step-sister) and I went a bit hyper and cuckoo on it rofl. We started pretending we were crazy old men, then the evil group off Mean Girls, then randomly acted as some foxes (these were all her idea, ok?? XD), then started singing and making music by clapping and humming while jumping! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Ross.... ARRGHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 5 weeks to go!!!!</content>
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    <title>Collection so far...</title>
    <published>2007-06-23T10:04:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-23T10:05:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'It's Not Up to You' - Bjork</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ROFL.... okay here's a pic of half of my collection. XD (around 90% are not actually photos of literally mine, although I think 3 photos are actually mine...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/pony-collection/pnyset1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn Skye, Bowtie, Cherryblossom, Cupcake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/pony-collection/pnyset7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterscotch, Sweetberry, Tink-a-Tink-a-Too, Waterfire (he's the guy... ok? XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/pony-collection/pnyset4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimono, Lickity Split, Minty, PEACHY PIE!! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/pony-collection/pnyset5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepperberry, Pinkie Pie, Port-o-Bella, Silver Rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/pony-collection/pnyset2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desert Blossom, Guava Lava, Glitterbelle (dad gave me that one ^.^;), Jade Garden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/pony-collection/pnyset6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sno-Glo, Sparkleworks, Star Flower, Strawberry Reef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/pony-collection/pnyset3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Mochanut and Tira-Mi-Su! LMFAO! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some haven't come in the post yet.... Pepperberry (all red one) was ordered in late April for my birthday, and it still hasn't come because of acursed SURFACE SHIPPING! *howl*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is cutest? I think Minty is. XD &amp;lt;3 Or are they all little plastic freaks to you rofl? :D</content>
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    <title>OMG, THAT's what I forgot to say!!</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T10:28:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T10:28:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay I was going to put soemthing at the start of my previous LJ entry and my mind went blank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I remember!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, these bigshot movie people came to Glenelg and started filming here! I'm serious, this was BIG: loads of huge caravans, canteen lorries, all kinds oif film equpiment, a huge radar/arial thing(?!) sticking out of this van, and a huge crowd of various actors/make-up people/cameramen/producers. The actors include the guy from Gray's Anatomy and the girl from Mission Impossible. DUDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Ross' dad was driving me home, we had to wait by the road for around 20 mins while they filmed, and I coudl see a whole load of sheep bundled up in this big pen baahing away LOL. I bet the farmer is dead proud that his sheep are in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This si probably the biggest thing that's happened in Glenelg for what, 200 years?? XD LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all left on Monday, but it was funny. XD I even saw teh director eating his classic donut!</content>
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    <title>peachieangel @ 2007-06-20T10:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-20T09:51:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-20T09:51:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'Triumph of a Heart' - Bjork</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am going to try and get bakc on MSN now. Not talking to my friends for such a long time is mean and selfish of me, I'm sorry. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I am setting myself a target to not buy any ponies for a month. I have around 30 now and the holidays are coming up, we're bound to go out to shops and stuff so I want money to spend on something else for a change. XD I only bougth so many at once because I wanted to buy some nice thinsg for myself when I felt ill. Haha. I will try and take a photo of my horde soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try my very best to write a fantasy novel in the holidays, when I go on vacation and stuff. I've got all the ideas in my head and have done for like.... 2 months. I really need to push myyself to write them all down, or I won't get any planning done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIMEWIRE IS FULL OF SPAM!!!</content>
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    <title>peachieangel @ 2007-06-17T10:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-17T09:42:51Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-17T09:53:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'Abla Eedio', by Plaid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, I'm sort of a little lost at the moment. The reason is something I haven't wanted to mention or bring up, sort of in a way to.... "think about it later, it's too sad to think about now". But I put it off for too long and now it's happened and... urgh. Procrastination is an ugly thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so basically yesterday was the last time I'd see for Ross for around 6 weeks, well.... definately over a month anyway. He is going to America with his dad and brother for a long time to see his cousins and family (he is part-american). I knew he had been planning this for a very long time, in fact he was supposed to go last October. They'll be goign all over the place, so it'll be hard to keep in touch, and I think phoning is generally impossible for certain reasons. As much as I want Ross and his dad and brother to have a great time -I know they will-, I casn't help but feel extremely lost, lonely... and well, &lt;i&gt;angry&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By angry, I mean I'm angry at Ross' dad. Ross' dad is the one who wanted Ross and brother to go to America, but I don't think he even stopped to think about Ross' mother and me. Two girls in Ross' life who love him a bit too much, LOL. On top of that, Ross and Finlay (Finaly = Ross' brother) had to do most of the arrangements. It was Ross who had to book tickets, find the right plane, find the insurance, and stuff.... And it was Finaly who had to find a holiday-home for the dad's two pet dogs otherwise Ross' dad said "they'd have to go". I mean, WTF??? You can't give away a dog just so you cna go on holiday!!! He must have just said that without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, when I was saying my final goodbyes to Ross, his dad told us a story about how he went away to a different country for a while and said at the time he had a girlfriend like me. When he came back, he said "he never saw her again". And Ross and his mum and I just stared at him like this O___O;;;...and I cried "WHY ARE YOU TELLING US A STORY LIKE THAT JUST NOW???!!" and then the dad looked a little.... annoyed?? HOW DARE---!! And now I hate myself for being angry at Ross' dad, because I still love him, and he's a great, friendly, kind man who always offers to drive me to Ross' house... but he's just so... &lt;i&gt;negative&lt;/i&gt; a lot of the time.... drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the holidays I'll be in France for 10 days sometime near the end of July for vacation, I'm sure it's what my body needs- hopefully it will be very good for recovery. Then I'm going to dad's straight afterwards for around 8 days, but we're trying to make it longer. Either way, we can't change plans, so when Ross gets back from America (around 1st August) I won't be in Scotland for a while. The earliest I'll be back is around 14th August, again that's an added 2 weeks to the gap apart from each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, just when I think I couldn't get any lonlier.... XD&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my step-brother is coming back home very soon for the holidays, it'll be great to see him again, we've all missed him. :) &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, again please excuse my absence!! @_@ But yeah, the last week etc. I have spent time with Ross as much as I could. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;;;</content>
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    <title>Cringe</title>
    <published>2007-06-08T13:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-08T13:32:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OMG... Look what Dad got me for my birthday (I finally found a pic!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/ff_out_of_your_league_t-shirt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how I'm supposed to wear this without looking like a total nerd!! (and it's vaguely &lt;i&gt;see-through!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I'm nerdy enough to know that the manufacturers have made a very big error. The removeable tag (not shown) says &lt;i&gt;"We Love the 80's!"&lt;/i&gt; with a 1980's pony on it. However, the pony on the t-shirt is one of the late 90's ponies, the skinny ones that nobody likes haha!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peachieangel:12754</id>
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    <title>100 STEAL'D!</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T20:37:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T20:41:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stole from Abby, who stole from a friend. I am nowhere near my 100th post, but I don't care; it's funfunfun... sort of!&lt;br /&gt;(I will probably get bored when I get to 30 lol...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I can't get enough of that MASHED POTATO!!!! *weird start*&lt;br /&gt;2. Right now, I have 27 My Little Ponies in my collection. XD&lt;br /&gt;3. I still sleep with my cherished childhood cuddly bull-terrier toy, Badger.&lt;br /&gt;4. Most people think I use straighteners, but my hair is naturally straight.&lt;br /&gt;5. My right hand is all gross and shrivelled because of an allergy.&lt;br /&gt;6. I have around 40 unfinished notebooks and journals.&lt;br /&gt;7. In my childhood, I have moved to 6 different homes. 2 more on my dad's side, which would make 8.&lt;br /&gt;8. Ever since I was 3, I have had two moles on my upper arm that look like bats eyes. O_o&lt;br /&gt;9. My lovely, fat evil bunny's breed was originally bred to be eaten! NUUU!&lt;br /&gt;10. 'Peachie' came from Princess Peach, from Super Smash Bros. Melee specifically. I like the way she finally fought back and stopped being a stereotype, but stayed cute.&lt;br /&gt;11. I used to make everything I wanted out of paper when I was a kid; dolls, tamagotchis, even Furbys.... because we couldn't afford much. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;12. I consider the age of 12 was the best year of my life, I was at the peak of happiness and bliss.&lt;br /&gt;13. 13 is my favourite number.&lt;br /&gt;14. I believe in fairies! That doesn't mean I'm away with them though...&lt;br /&gt;15. According to Ross, I smell of 'peaches and vanilla'.&lt;br /&gt;16. I wasted my whole year of being sweet 16 by having glandular fever. XO&lt;br /&gt;17. My favourite drink ever is strawberry milkshake. :9&lt;br /&gt;18. Bjork is my idol, and her music is what I consider to be my soul.&lt;br /&gt;19. The Simpsons and Spongebob will always cheer me up. YELLOWWW!&lt;br /&gt;20. My step-sister Verity was my first friend- when we were little we never knew that we would be living together 7 years later.&lt;br /&gt;21. I am a size 8. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;22. I wear glasses for watching TV or reading blackboards at school.&lt;br /&gt;23. I am a pixel artist, but mainly a pixel doller.&lt;br /&gt;24. I am a video game nerd, especially with Nintendo and Spyro.&lt;br /&gt;25. Ross and I became lovers on December 25th, Christmas 2005.&lt;br /&gt;26. I adore manga, but only pictures and books. Anime annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;27. Everything for me must be pink, pink, pink!! iPod, Nintendo DS, bedsheets, wallpaper, trainers, pencil case, toothbrush, watch...&lt;br /&gt;28. I have olive skin.&lt;br /&gt;29. I have multiple stomach ulcers in my dew-eh-dee-num.&lt;br /&gt;30. Yep! Getting bored...&lt;br /&gt;31. I am wildly obessed with Japanese culture.&lt;br /&gt;32. I am very fussy about music.&lt;br /&gt;33. I bite my nails, and have done as long as I can remember.&lt;br /&gt;34. I hope to grow my hair to my waist some day.&lt;br /&gt;35. I don't have a job, but get £10 a week from mum.&lt;br /&gt;36. According to councillors and psychologists, I have a powerful mind and strong-will when it comes to dreaming (sleep-wise).&lt;br /&gt;37. I can get very clostrophobic. XD&lt;br /&gt;38. I don't like storing stuff away in my room, everything pretty or nice must be out on desks and shelves so everybody can see!&lt;br /&gt;39. I am so gullible, I do not understand sarcasm unless it's sarcastic sarcasm.&lt;br /&gt;40. I am also very naive, but not naive enough to &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; know I'm naive. XD&lt;br /&gt;41. I typo. A LOT. BADLY.&lt;br /&gt;42. My favourite scent has to be freshly washed laundry. X3&lt;br /&gt;43. I hate wearing any top that isn't fitted, but I love baggy trousers.&lt;br /&gt;44. I have low self-esteem, but luckily not many people realize.&lt;br /&gt;45. One Halloween, I dressed up as a starfish, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;46. I once held a funeral for a dead bumblebee I found in the garden, complete with gravestone.&lt;br /&gt;47. I want to be a film director of big-shot movies some day.&lt;br /&gt;48. I have dyspraxia, a bad sense of coordination which makes me very clumsy. LOLAGE.&lt;br /&gt;49. I was a hugely obsessive fangirl of the Powerpuff Girls right from age 8 to 14, that's 6 years man, 6 years!&lt;br /&gt;50. My first video game was Spyro the Dragon 1 for the PS1.&lt;br /&gt;51. I keep the cute price tags from any Hello Kitty merchendise I get and stick them on my wall.&lt;br /&gt;52. On that note, I love all things Hello Kitty.&lt;br /&gt;53. I used to make stop-motion animated movies with these weird Betty Spaghetty dolls when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;54. I am an athiest.&lt;br /&gt;55. My first word was 'doll'&lt;br /&gt;56. I only learnt what 'orgasm' meant when I was 15. Before, I thought it was the same as an 'organism'. XDDD&lt;br /&gt;57. Lamely, my IQ is just above average.&lt;br /&gt;58. I played an 18-rated game called 'Seventh Guest' when I was only 3, and was scarred for life. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;59. I sleep flat on my stomach with the pillow over my head.&lt;br /&gt;60. I am incredibly proud to have awesome friends, school friends and internet friends alike.&lt;br /&gt;61. My element is definately water.&lt;br /&gt;62. I spend almost all day on the computer, apart from recently when I'm very ill.&lt;br /&gt;63. I learnt to read way before I started school.&lt;br /&gt;64. My muscles are all wobbly and untoned because I do not exercise, eww.&lt;br /&gt;65. My mother froxed me to have piano lessons for a while, until it became too much to bear!! Hehe!!! &amp;gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;66. 6! Devillll.&lt;br /&gt;67. On that note, most of the Christian people of our village think my family and I are gonna burn in hell. One of them even said that to my step-dad's face. O_o&lt;br /&gt;68. My dad lives in England near London, and I visit him every holiday.&lt;br /&gt;69. I am very stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;70. I wish for a world of peace and equality. (pfft, will that ever happen?)&lt;br /&gt;71. I am a vegetarian, but eat fish... just not seafood.&lt;br /&gt;72. I have very heavy periods!! T.M.I. EXTEMEZ!!&lt;br /&gt;73. I have a mix of a Scottish and American accent.&lt;br /&gt;74. But for some reason most people at school think I'm Chinese!!&lt;br /&gt;75. I laugh at horror movies, but feel faint if there's any gore or gruesome stuff. General 'scare stuff' it just all pants though.&lt;br /&gt;76. I had a fairly popular webcomic called "Emotidrops" for a while.&lt;br /&gt;77. Mum thinks the way I dress is like "I'm going to a party" ¬_¬&lt;br /&gt;78. My favourite animal of all is the dragon.&lt;br /&gt;79. I want to write a fantasy novel someday, but I always loose interest.&lt;br /&gt;80. I do not like being tickled, I get freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;81. I am addicted to Marmite, and always will be.&lt;br /&gt;82. I am a lightweight drinker, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;83. I love shiny things!!! Especially shiny artwork, like pixels!!&lt;br /&gt;84. My favourite word is 'purity'&lt;br /&gt;85. I am scared of the dark...&lt;br /&gt;86. I try to find the good in everyone. I will never 'hate' a person.&lt;br /&gt;87. My favourite background sound is heavy rain, with a bit of wind.&lt;br /&gt;88. My worst fear is becoming blind.&lt;br /&gt;89. My personality in 5 positive words would be: Optimistic, Sweet, Friendly, Compassionate, Imaginative.&lt;br /&gt;90. My personality in 5 negative words would be: Ditsy, Stubborn, Naive, Grumpy, Shy.&lt;br /&gt;91. I am very sensitive to sound and loud noises.&lt;br /&gt;92. The less polite people at school call me 'yellow', 'freak' or 'hippie'. XD&lt;br /&gt;93. I want to be a mermaid. :D&lt;br /&gt;94. I am a very huggy person- some people don't like this.&lt;br /&gt;95. My favourite person in the world to hug is Ross; he's so soft and strong and... huggable. XD&lt;br /&gt;96. I want my artwork and movies to become popular someday, but I do not want to become famous at all.&lt;br /&gt;97. I never will, but I feel as if I have to explore all over the world before I die. No, Google Earth doesn't count. XD&lt;br /&gt;98. I used to have a pet duck called Peatree.&lt;br /&gt;99. People have said I unconciously do anime-like body language, such as clasping hands together adoringly, or making a profound T_T face, or o_O face, or saying 'Nya?' or 'Nyu?' whenever I'm confused. XD&lt;br /&gt;100. I am a GIRL. But I often feel very boyish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put all THAT in your pipe and smoke it!! @_@</content>
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    <title>Bleaurghday</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T11:34:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-06T11:40:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ouch, I would have to say this year had to host my lamest birthday ever hahaha!!! I got awesome presents, a kickass cake (mum put one of my ponies on top XD), and A PHONECALL FROM ROSS OMFG (that's so rare, trust me).....&lt;br /&gt;BUT....&lt;br /&gt;.... I felt like crap all the way hahaha, my glands were so swollen and I felt so depressed. Oh, and there's also the fact that I hate my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, well I just get all weird about it. I dislike all the attention I get, I know it's only once every 365 days but I think that makes it even more of a 'special day', and an excuse to get spoiled. And one of the things I hate most is getting spoiled, I think it's probably this whole low self-esteem thing and I probably subconciously think that I "don't deserve it". How's THAT for psychology, eh? EH??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even remember on my 3rd (yes 3rd) birthday, I used to burst out crying and run away when people wished me a happy birthday and got out the presents. WHYYYY??? XDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't open my presents until around 8pm. ROFL, okay, that's because I sort of have a phobia of opening presents in front of people! I get all awkward and shy and run off and hide in my room haha. I don't like it! ARGH! But at the same time I want the presents... And I don't wanna be selfish because people want to see me open them because they BOUGHT them for me with their hard earned MONEY.... X3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my awesome presents were:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Amoritto' Body Shop perfume (my scent!! It smells like chocolate and almonds)&lt;br /&gt;- Hello Kitty t-shirttttt!! &amp;lt;3 (can't get enough)&lt;br /&gt;- Around £70 altogether from relatives X__x&lt;br /&gt;- Pheonix Wright game for the DS!! Haha, I'm hooked.&lt;br /&gt;- Bambi on DVD, speicla editon. &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 Oh cutie-pie!&lt;br /&gt;- Two different cat collars! One with bell, one with studs. I had to pour super-glue in the bell one so it would stop that incessant jingling! @_@&lt;br /&gt;- A rare, mint in box, highly-wanted-by-collectors pony with a super-mario like mushroom on it's hiney! Hehehe thank youuu Ross! (cost a lot @_@)&lt;br /&gt;- A momiji. If you don't know what it is, it's a Chinese doll and very CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had sushi for dinner. THANK YOU ABZ!! For introducing me to vegetarian sushi hehe! It was my first try. I have to say my favourite was salmon and cucumber sushi teehee! The soy sauce came in these itty-bitty fish-shaped squeezy things... LMAO awesomeage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*Oh by the way, when I get back to school I'm doing open learnign Psychology, I've always been fascinated by it hehe! In a way it may help myself too.)</content>
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    <title>F-F-F-Friends!!!</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T22:07:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T22:07:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Door singing next to me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Seriously, my friends are amazing!! @___@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, my friend Door is apparently planning on going to LA to go to acting school once she completes highschool! XD I'm so proud of her, she's going to be a greta actress. She really reminds me of Drew Barrymore, she looks quite a bit like her too! XD I hope she wants to act in my future movies hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Tamara!! TEA!! She is going to do open learning forensics science!! O__o It's very hard, you ahve to be really motivated apparently- but she has wanted to do it for a long time so I know she'll stick to it! Like a lollypop. Hehehe. XD People who don't know her well wouldn't think she would be into that stuff because she's so hyper and cute, but she's actually a little genius. X__X In a pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! What am I doing?? NOTHING!! Hahaha. But I'm not trying to worry too much because I know I have a second chance to do everything again in school once I get over mono and stomahc ulcers and blahhhhblahhhhblahhhhh. ^_^;; My friends are amazing, I'm so luccckkkkyyyyy!!!! *lesbien licks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace. Farty bum!&lt;br /&gt;(sorry hyper and happy XD)</content>
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    <title>O___O</title>
    <published>2007-05-16T09:05:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-16T09:05:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I stole this from Mouldy *holds up looting bag*. It really worked for me, I'm all of these things. ^_^ Apart from the driven and focused part, I usually let my emotions get the better of me. ^.^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: June 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an extraordinary character - moral, responsible, and disciplined.&lt;br /&gt;Your sincerely and honesty shine through in almost every situation.&lt;br /&gt;Driven and focused, you rarely let your emotions get the better of you.&lt;br /&gt;You're level headed and rational. People count on your to look at things objectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your unwavering loyalty and ethics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Your rock solid stubbornness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Navy blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Shield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: April&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>DRAIN'D x_x</title>
    <published>2007-05-13T12:11:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-13T12:11:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Went to London yesterday. On a Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;....... Do you know how life-threatening that is??? X__X The place was so busy and noisy, arghhh. But it was fun nevertheless! ^_^ Liverpool street was ncie and empty and calm though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent most of our time at Camden Market.... man that place really made me freak out a bit, I can't really handle crowded places with a billion things going on at once, with loud music pumping in the background and people shoving past you through tiny alleyways. *gasp for air*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw some awesome Hello Kitty stalls though, selling stuff from Sanrio and Pucca and all cute things. XD There was even a giant inflatable kitty! :O I also saw like, probably around 6 shops dedicated to selling corsets and busks and frilly long pretty petticoat skirts and lacey ballgowns with ribbons and bows. I wanted to buy EVERY FRIGGIN' THING IN THERE!!! But it was all too expensive. ;____; *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, we went into this ULTRA scary shop called Cyberdog. If you haven't been there, go there NOW. I tell you, it's like a scary futuristic funfair ride, but a SHOP. You walk in, and there's awful techno dance music playing BLAST LOUD (really really loud....) and this shop sells stuff you would see in tacky stereotypical future fashion magazines. You know, like TOTALLY OUT OF THIS WORLD clothes. Clothes you see people wear in Star Wars and Futurama etc. Look: &lt;a href="http://www.cyberdog.net/tradingstation/index.html"&gt;http://www.cyberdog.net/tradingstation/index.html&lt;/a&gt; . The only thing I Iiked were these cute little cuddly toys made of diseases. I liked flu best. ^-^ He was cute! Black Death had one eye hahaha. Malaria looked like a snake. Sore Throat was a red blob. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we spent like, 40 mins getting to Hamleys, the UK's largest toy store, because Dad thought they'd have good ponies there. But they were all crap apart from one which was like, £20. GAYAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so drained. It's exhausting going on all those tubes and walking around London. I really did feel very uncool and dorky walking around the city bumping into things with my mouth agape and staring at stuff, with everyone else looking so fashionable and confident and pretty. And what was I? Some ditzy hippie wearing a jumper shrunk in the wash. XDDD LOLLLL.</content>
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    <title>Ruth the Maid</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T21:28:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-09T21:34:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Alala" - by CSS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LOL, I have found the reason for our parent's existence: to grow up to NOT be like them. :L&lt;br /&gt;I find many personality similarities in my father and mum, and I realize how much I dislike those similarities so I've tried to stop doing certain annoying stuff, and basically I'm trying to like who I am a little more hahaha!! For example, dad always interrupts during movies.... I gotta stop that too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of sitting around dad's house completely alone, lol. Not like I'm not used to it back in Scotland, but.... it's different at dad's, I don't have all my stuff for entertainment. :P I forgot to ask him for the keys again so I was stuck inside all day, 'cause if I went out the house would be unlocked and open for burglars etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent around an hour or so tidying the whole flat for Dad and Lori to come back to; I know they get so stressed and tired after a hard day of work. They come back in such a bothered state, so I tried to put myself to good use for them and make the place look less hectic to come back home to. It would be awful coming back late at night after working all day and finding a pile of dirty dishes waiting for you to clean when you get back LOL!! Nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tidied the house yesterday too, and both then and today Dad and Lori didn't even notice that I'd tidied the house at all LOL! I didn't go and tell them that I cleaned the house or anything, that's just silly. But I felt a little hurt that they managed to mess up the place again in around 30 minutes LOL!!! Is this what it's like with housewives??</content>
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    <title>Skype Meh!!!</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T20:43:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-07T20:43:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey sweeties, I'm at dad's and his mac-version of MSN is glitchy and crap. Everytime I open it up I have to start it as if it's my first time using msn, with a tutorial etc LOL gayage. So if you wanna talk to me go on skype hehe. (not that any of you want to talk to me hahaha... j/k??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......To be serious, I would actually appreciate it. I will be alone in the house for 3 days, so I would like some friends to talk to hahaha. I can't rely on Ross to keep in touch, even when he hasn't got school for many days because of study-leave.... ;__; Anyway! If you can't remember my skype it's PrincessPeachie .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I bought THIS pony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ponytopia.com/2006-6/06_pics/silverrainmoc.jpg"&gt;http://www.ponytopia.com/2006-6/06_pics/silverrainmoc.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And THIS one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ponytopia.com/2006-6/06_pics/brightsbrightlymoc.jpg"&gt;http://www.ponytopia.com/2006-6/06_pics/brightsbrightlymoc.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went to see Bridge of Terebithia (it's a good film, I thought it would be crap but it's not very much a kiddy film at all! It's more for grown ups deep down, I think....). Also we have a dragonfruit hehe, got mangas and it ended up being about gays (ick)....and..... welll........................... I'm rather heartbroken. :S Over stuff...... Really painful LOL. *pity pity pity NOT haha*</content>
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    <title>peachieangel @ 2007-05-06T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-06T19:10:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-06T19:10:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Unh..... it always upsets that me that Ross never bothers to phone, e-mail or even leave me a message on MySpace/Bebo when I go away. He doesn't even do it if we've gone a week without seeing each other. It really hurts me, because it's always me who has to phone him etc., because apparently he's scared of phones. What kind of boyfriend is he, if he can't even face his fears for his girlfriend?? ;_; Anyway, that's no excuse, because he can e-mail me and stuff too, which doesn't require phones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always do that playful thing where I say "I love you" and he goes "Love you more", but..... yeah I don't know if that's true! I'm trying really hard not to phone him or anything now and waiting to see if he actually tries to keep in touch. Apparently, he's 'busy doing other things'.... Yeah right, a quick e-mail would take like, 3 minutes. It hurrrrtttttssssssss. :( *wahhh emo hahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*...... &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; *rubs temples and plays Mario Kart to ease mind*</content>
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    <title>Try this O_o</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T21:45:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T21:48:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stupid survey thinks it can sum your personality up in one little (well, 100 question) survey. Well, it's quite right, but they're totally wrong with the concientious part. I should be around 75% concientious. :P And I don't know why the extraversion is so low, when it says I care a lot LOL. *confused*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="width:155px; height:15px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(150,0,0);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(255,0,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(150,0,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(150,0,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(255,100,100); width:44%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;44&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(0,0,150);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(0,0,255); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(0,0,150); border-right:1px solid rgb(0,0,150); border-top:1px solid rgb(100,100,255); width:30%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(0,90,0);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(0,128,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(0,90,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(0,90,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(85,159,85); width:73%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;73&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(144,115,0);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(251,212,0); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(144,115,0); border-right:1px solid rgb(144,115,0); border-top:1px solid rgb(255,241,170); width:92%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;92&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid rgb(80,0,80);"&gt;&lt;div style="white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;"&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="padding:0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:rgb(128,0,128); border-bottom:1px solid rgb(80,0,80); border-right:1px solid rgb(80,0,80); border-top:1px solid rgb(149,99,151); width:46%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColor=16777215, EndColor=2130706432);"&gt;&lt;div style="float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;"&gt;46&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="100%" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px; height:15px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You are introverted, reserved, and quiet with a preference for solitude and solitary activities. Your socializing tends to be restricted to a few close friends. Stressful and frustrating situations can  be upsetting to you, but you are generally able to get over these feelings and cope with these situations. Novelty, variety, and change spice up your life and make you a curious, imaginative, and creative person. You have a strong interest in others' needs and well-being. You are pleasant, sympathetic, and cooperative. You are reasonably reliable, organized, and self-controlled.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whooga.com/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;amp;ms=y" target="_blank" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;Test Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whooga.com/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;amp;ms=y&amp;amp;ur=455632x30F600" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;Compare Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.whooga.com/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;amp;a=personality-tests&amp;amp;x=455632x30F600" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;"&gt;View Full Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; Find the best &lt;a href="http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-21613" target="_blank"&gt;myspace layouts&lt;/a&gt; or build a custom layout. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Madness!</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T21:15:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T21:15:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The song on the video</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I made this video today, hehehe!! Enjoy. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>...... Yum?</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T19:17:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T19:17:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'Rendez Vous' - by Basement Jaxx</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I always find myself having random lunches.&lt;br /&gt;This was my lunch today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/weirdest-lunch-ever.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chopped avocado, tinned sardines, and a raw carrot.&lt;br /&gt;That is officially the last time I have sardines, when I saw the spines I felt faint LOL.</content>
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    <title>I AM IN SUCH A FUCKING GOOD MOOD</title>
    <published>2007-04-20T11:09:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-20T11:09:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>LALALALA</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm at the peak of my period so I should be really really really grumpy but NO! I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPAYYYY!!!!! *bounce bounce bounce*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why. Maybe it's because I'm goign to see Ross in a few hours even though I said I wouldn't see him this weekend but he persuaded me to come with his puppy-like voice and annoying little tricks *GASPPPP*.... anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my beautiful pony Kimono! She is my absoulte favourite..... *hugz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/kimono-newlybought.png"&gt;http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/kimono-newlybought.png&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me playing around with her and a mirror:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/kimono-mirror.png"&gt;http://i96.photobucket.com/albums/l184/PeachieAngel/kimono-mirror.png&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heehee!!! *zips off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOUUUUU</content>
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    <title>Naïveté</title>
    <published>2007-04-17T08:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-17T08:40:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;A convo between my oldest step-sister Verity, my best friend Colleen, and me last weekend:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen: Oh my god, it was so harsh- One of these girls in my year, she organised a house party and none of her friends came! Instead, some random guys came over and started taking poppers in her living room, and she was goign to phone the police but they ran away.... with her TV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verity: *laughs* Harsh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *laughs too, then, sarcastically:* "Oh my god, they're bursting party poppers!! They could be really dangerous, could burst your ear drums!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verity: *long silence*.......... *looks at Colleen*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen: ............. *looks at Verity.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verity: Err.... not PARTY poppers, Ruth. XDDD *they laugh at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: .... O_o;;? Poppers? OH WAIT!! Those are those sweets aren't they?.... Why would they be dangerous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen: ....Sweets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Those ones in the box and you shake them out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verity:... You mean Poppets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh.... yeah. Whatever. So what are poppers? &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colleen: Oh my god, she doesn't know! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Waaaiiiitt a minute.... are they something sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verity: *ahem*.... Erm, lets just say they're for gays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verity: They er... *ahem* Lend a helping hand down at the back door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh........................... *we all cry with laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;XD Hate me.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>ASS BURGERS.... XD</title>
    <published>2007-03-30T10:51:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-30T11:19:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'The Biosphere' by Global Communications</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, I had to go on a 9-hour journey to Aberdeen yesterday to visit a psychiarist. NO, DON'T WORRY, I am not a mental patient! You are not talking to a retarded person! (err well, you know what I mean, rofl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting tested for aspergus syndrome. If you really wanna understand what it is, see here: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asperger_syndrome"&gt;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Asperger_syndrome&lt;/a&gt; It's not particularly exciting. Mum wanted me to get tested for it because of my unhelahty obsession with the computer, and also if I am confirmed to have asperger's then I can get advantages in my exams, and what with missing a year of school I need all the advantages I can get. :o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The psychiatrist guy was really sweet, heheh, he reminds me of one my close friends but around 40 years older. XD But he made me talk about myself for about 2 hours and I always actually hate talking about myself to people, it's so ego and really uninteresting. T_T;; I'm surprised he didn't get bored off his backside asking me questions etc. Basically, the outcome was I have auditory dyslexia, or something??!! XD And my step dad, who's family are practically all dyslexic, shouted "OH NO, NOT ANOTHER ONE!!" hahaha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.d70.k12.il.us/schoolsites/icons/burger.png" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.d70.k12.il.us/schoolsites/icons/burger.png" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.d70.k12.il.us/schoolsites/icons/burger.png" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.d70.k12.il.us/schoolsites/icons/burger.png" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.d70.k12.il.us/schoolsites/icons/burger.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, auditory dyslexia: it roughly means I'm a crap listener. It's not because I'm 'not listening', like selfish and disinterest; it's because in fact I AM listening, I just can't take it in very well and I struggle to concetrate with what people are saying. The psychiatrist said I have to much strength on the visual side of my brain. This all explains why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I could never really concentrate in classes where teachers blabbed on and on, without drawing any disgrams on the blackboard.&lt;br /&gt;2) When someone tells me to ring a phone number, by the time I reach the phone to call them I have forgotten the number.&lt;br /&gt;3) I spend an unhealthy amount of time on the computer every day.&lt;br /&gt;4) I talk better to people online by msn text, than on the phone/Skype.&lt;br /&gt;5) I yell at mum if she tells me to do a list of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the asperger's thing; I don't exactly have it, but I DO have a lot of traits of it. For example, I suck at mathematics and I'm a huge perfectionist (hence the pixel art obsession), and I like living on a routine (e.g. wanting to eat potatoes every day like Megan ROFL) and I get all stressed and upset if this routine is broken. There were lots of other smiliarities to asperger's but I won't bore you anymore. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK! A PONY!!! I want so bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://homepages.tscnet.com/tarpan/pony/MLPics/05-03-06.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>I have accidentally entered the darker side of Bebo</title>
    <published>2007-03-26T11:01:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-26T11:09:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so one day I was bored and fancied making a 'layout' skin for people to use on their profile pages on Bebo. It was mainly for my own personal use, but I wanted to let others use it if they wanted. *shakes head* What a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the new layout I created here: &lt;a href="http://PrincessPeachie.bebo.com"&gt;http://PrincessPeachie.bebo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing special, looks kinda crappy, and yet 13,639 people are using it on their pages right now. @_@ (it was only put up for people to use on Saturday night!) Apparently Bebo only lets 1% of skins created by people get used on Bebo, so I was pretty chuffed that mine was chosen, along with some others. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, I forgot in the list of skins available they also give your name and a link to your page... you know, for credit. And I always want to make my page public for friends and convenience, I can't stand 'private' pages LOL. So suddenly I'm getting bombarded with nice comments about my skin, which is nice, but then I am getting about 20 friend requests per day. All from random people!! So as harsh as it is, I have to decline them. I only use Bebo for communicating with my FRIENDS, not random cam-whorres wanting more 'page views' and a hundred members in their friends list (seriously Bebo is host to a LOT of those kind of people... it's like a bloody popularity contest; saaaaaadddd). Not all of the people were like that, but a lot were... &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I get some posts from this random guy saying "How the fuck (he actually  wrote 'duk'... clever) did you get into my account and steal my password, give me my password." And I'm like... WHAT THE HELL?! I don't even know you! I have no idea what you're on about!! ARGH!!! And I couldn't reply to him at all because his page is set to private! RRRRRGGHHH. *fuming*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right I'm done talking about myself now. LOL.</content>
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