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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2009-11-12:/</id><title>A Fallen Angel's Viewpoint</title><link rel="self" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-12T08:32:45+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2008-12-02:/2008/12/02/alright-update-5150570/</id><title>Alright, update.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2008/12/02/alright-update-5150570/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2008-12-02T12:54:49+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:54:49+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Let's get the whole 'what's been happening with you' thing over with, hmm?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I finished college in June, got my results mid-August. Two C's and a D. Good, but I was certain not good enough. I mean, come on, there were people getting all A's. I was expecting to log into my UCAS account and find big red letters saying 'YOU HAVE FAILED!!'. Mildly panicking, I logged into UCAS, but couldn't look, so i asked my friend to read it out to me.&lt;br&gt;
and..&lt;br&gt;
I'd been accepted to a local university! Cue much screaming and jumping around like a headless chicken. Only problem is.. I started getting cold feet. I was panicking i would be older then everyone else, that I would hate it, that I would have trouble keeping up with work.&lt;br&gt;
Only the third one has come true so far, and i've managed to work my way through that. I'm studying Journalism with Japanese, and loving every minute. I also have a new job, as a lighting and sound assistant at a local theatre. So, things have been going good.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;There's my update done, hehe.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2008/12/02/alright-update-5150570/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2008-12-02:/2008/12/02/it-s-been-a-while-5150489/</id><title>It's been a while..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2008/12/02/it-s-been-a-while-5150489/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2008-12-02T12:36:20+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:36:20+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;More then a while actually, hah.&lt;br&gt;
Sorry. i don't even know if i'll be remembered. I guess I let things get in the way and now i'm just back to 'normal'.&lt;br&gt;
.. anyway, yeah, back to the grindstone and all that.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2008/12/02/it-s-been-a-while-5150489/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-09-25:/2007/09/25/and_oh_yes_before_i_forget~3037439/</id><title>And, oh yes, before i forget</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/and_oh_yes_before_i_forget~3037439/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-09-25T15:08:29+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T15:08:29+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Exam results:&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;English Language: C (yes! result!)&lt;br&gt;
Media: D (shock of a lifetime, in a good way)&lt;br&gt;
English Literature: E (shock of a lifetime, bad way)&lt;br&gt;
Theatre Studies: U (already knew that was coming ^^)
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/and_oh_yes_before_i_forget~3037439/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-09-25:/2007/09/25/heh_what_a_start~3037389/</id><title>Heh, what a start..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/heh_what_a_start~3037389/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-09-25T14:58:41+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T14:58:41+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Hi.. and sorry.. again ^^&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So college has started again. And i'm neck deep in work nad homework nad notes and books already. We now have new teachers (slave drivers more like, and the learning styles are so different. Bleh, i guess i'll cope.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Anyone heard of the play 'The White Devil' by John Webster? If you have, please tell me what the dumb shows are meant to show? My teacher didn't tell us and i'm making notes.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/09/25/heh_what_a_start~3037389/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-31:/2007/03/31/back_after_a_break~2008522/</id><title>Back after a break..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/31/back_after_a_break~2008522/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-31T13:26:09+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:29:19+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Yeah.. i havn't on in a while. Basically, college work got really heavy, plus driving, plus singing lessons now.. but, yeah, i'm back.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So hello to the people i've made friends with and blah, and the people i haven't met yet..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yeah, bye&lt;br&gt;
Xx
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/31/back_after_a_break~2008522/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-09:/2007/03/09/the_dreaded_exam_results~1877361/</id><title>The dreaded exam results..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/09/the_dreaded_exam_results~1877361/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-09T22:51:26+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T22:51:26+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;..weren't quite as bad as i tohught they would be.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;D in Media (which i thoguht i would fail).. but a U in Theatre Studies. I'm gutted as hell right now.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/09/the_dreaded_exam_results~1877361/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-08:/2007/03/08/two_new_favourite_songs~1871190/</id><title>Two new favourite songs..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/08/two_new_favourite_songs~1871190/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-08T20:59:44+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:59:44+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;1. Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend&lt;/p&gt;
	




	&lt;p&gt;Such a 'jump around and dance' song.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2. The Fray - How to Save a Life&lt;/p&gt;
	




	&lt;p&gt;I got told this should be my anthem &gt;.&gt; not sure about that.. but hey.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/08/two_new_favourite_songs~1871190/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-08:/2007/03/08/exam_results_tomorrow~1871048/</id><title>Exam results tomorrow</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/08/exam_results_tomorrow~1871048/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-08T20:38:22+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T20:38:22+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Very scared right now..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I predict i'm going to get Ungraded (in a very pessimistic mood tonight).
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/08/exam_results_tomorrow~1871048/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-06:/2007/03/06/new_hair_tomorrow~1859512/</id><title>New hair tomorrow</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/06/new_hair_tomorrow~1859512/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-06T22:10:18+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:10:18+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Black.. with purple streaks.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Think i can pull this one off?
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/06/new_hair_tomorrow~1859512/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-06:/2007/03/06/ow~1858555/</id><title>Ow...</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/06/ow~1858555/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-06T19:43:32+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T19:43:32+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Serious stomach pains today.. they started on my way home from college. I'm in a pretty bad mood anyway, because as a Virgin edia customer, i've lost Sky shannels, so shows such as 24 and Lost are being missed.. grr.. damn Virgin..
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/06/ow~1858555/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-04:/2007/03/04/scared_me_yeah_right~1843625/</id><title>"Scared? Me? Yeah right.."</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/04/scared_me_yeah_right~1843625/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-04T11:59:53+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T11:59:53+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;So my boyfriend (yay, love that word) had me round his house last night, and we watched two films..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;First one was High School Musical. Come on, he'd never seen it, i had to show him.. he loved it, which i was very surprised by..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Second film was.. The Shining. And guess what.. he screamed! Properly, like a girl. It was at the bit where you see Jack all frozen and dead.. i'm sorry but.. WHY?! He's going to be teased about that for as long as i know him
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/04/scared_me_yeah_right~1843625/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-03-04:/2007/03/04/reflection_on_my_week~1843507/</id><title>Reflection on my week..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/04/reflection_on_my_week~1843507/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-03-04T11:36:30+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T11:36:30+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My week = mixed bag again.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;
Plus sides&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Me and all my friends having a big mealout together for one of their 17th birthdays. Was so fun, and even when we had to walk to college in the rain from there, we still ran around and acted like idiots&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Finding out that someone i have had feelings for for months now.. reciprocates. It's early days, but still.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Seeing all my family again, and everyone having a good time.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Being able to finally appreciate how much i love doing what i do at work.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Minus Sides&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Not being able to even go for the first interview stage at work, because i've had 3 three days off in 6 months.. i've been kicking myself, because i wanted that so bad..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Feeling like a human wordpunchbag, because some of my younger friends (e.g. 14/15) are at a stage where everythign is such a bigdeal, and their taking it out on me, because i'm the one that listens without having a go.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The girl that beat me up in college being allowed back in because she had 'personal issues' and that means she didn't really mean it. The fact that she then openly said me 'i'll get you back for what you did' after she came back seemingly does not apply.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The goods have outweighed the bads this week.. mainly because the friends i have that treasure me for me (rather then as a human wordpunchbag) have got me through the bad things this week. Life feels good..
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/03/04/reflection_on_my_week~1843507/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-24:/2007/02/24/mixed_bag_of_a_day~1799067/</id><title>Mixed bag of a day</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/24/mixed_bag_of_a_day~1799067/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-24T21:02:55+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:02:55+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Today was a bit of a mixed bag.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On the good side, i got my holiday dates confirmed off work (yay), which means i go to Barcelona during my birthday week! And, also, a new vacancy came up at work, for a weekend supervisor! Hehe, straight in there much..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On the down side.. i found out a friend of mine is cutting herself. As i'm meant to be her 'best friend', i felt guilty for not knowing, and a bit angry that she could do that to herself.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The down side happened most recent, so now i'm feeling a bit down..
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/24/mixed_bag_of_a_day~1799067/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-24:/2007/02/24/slang~1795980/</id><title>Slang?</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/24/slang~1795980/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-24T10:25:20+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:25:20+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I feel like i'm turning ito my parents somehow.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;During my theatre studies lesson yesturday, two of the girls in my class were taling while our teacher was out of the class getting photocopies.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I didn't know half of the slang words they were saying! Neither did most of the rest of the class for that matter.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I swear, when i'm 40 odd, and i have kids of my own (or should that be 'if'?), they'll be using slang words that are so out of this world, i won't understand anthing they say!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Daunting thought..
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/24/slang~1795980/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-21:/2007/02/21/something_for_anyone_that_s_hurting~1780502/</id><title>Something for anyone that's hurting</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/21/something_for_anyone_that_s_hurting~1780502/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-21T17:24:38+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T17:24:38+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oasis - Stop Crying Your heart Out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold up&lt;br&gt;
Hold on&lt;br&gt;
Dont be scared&lt;br&gt;
Youll never change whats been and gone&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;May your smile (may your smile)&lt;br&gt;
Shine on (shine on)&lt;br&gt;
Dont be scared (dont be scared)&lt;br&gt;
Your destiny may keep you warm&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cos all of the stars&lt;br&gt;
Are fading away&lt;br&gt;
Just try not to worry&lt;br&gt;
Youll see them some day&lt;br&gt;
Take what you need&lt;br&gt;
And be on your way&lt;br&gt;
And stop crying your heart out&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Get up (get up)&lt;br&gt;
Come on (come on)&lt;br&gt;
Whyre you scared? (Im not scared)&lt;br&gt;
Youll never change&lt;br&gt;
Whats been and gone&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cos all of the stars&lt;br&gt;
Are fading away&lt;br&gt;
Just try not to worry&lt;br&gt;
Youll see them some day&lt;br&gt;
Take what you need&lt;br&gt;
And be on your way&lt;br&gt;
And stop crying your heart out&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Cos all of the stars&lt;br&gt;
Are fading away&lt;br&gt;
Just try not to worry&lt;br&gt;
Youll see them some day&lt;br&gt;
Take what you need&lt;br&gt;
And be on your way&lt;br&gt;
And stop crying your heart out&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Were all of us stars&lt;br&gt;
Were fading away&lt;br&gt;
Just try not to worry&lt;br&gt;
Youll see us some day&lt;br&gt;
Just take what you need&lt;br&gt;
And be on your way&lt;br&gt;
And stop crying your heart out&lt;br&gt;
Stop crying your heart out&lt;br&gt;
Stop crying your heart out &lt;/em&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/21/something_for_anyone_that_s_hurting~1780502/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-21:/2007/02/21/i_did_it~1778803/</id><title>I did it</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/21/i_did_it~1778803/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-21T12:44:03+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T12:44:03+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I went to the college ultra early to tell my tutor.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I can;t beleie i was so scared.. my heart was pounding so fast the whole time and i know i was trembling. My tutor was lovely about it. Talked me through it because he could see i was scared. He had to get the head of school in because of how serious this is (physical evidence was pretty obvius because the bruises have got worse overnight and my head feels like it's swollen to football size).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I ended up crying. how dumb. I havn't cried since my nanna died last year, so why now?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But you know what? I'm glad i did. Cry i mean, let the emotion out. Because otherwise i would have got angrier and angrier inside, and got so much loathing for myself for letting it happen, that i would have selfdescruted.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/21/i_did_it~1778803/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-20:/2007/02/20/bruised~1775397/</id><title>Bruised..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/20/bruised~1775397/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-20T20:16:48+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T20:16:48+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;People that read my blog may remember me saying about a girl that had been bullying me?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's ended badly. Her and three friends sneaked up on me in the toilets and gave me, it's fair to say, a bad beating. I'm pretty badly bruised right now, but feel surpriseingly cheerful. The horrible empty feeling i got last time i got a beating like this will sink in in a few hours time i reckon..
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/20/bruised~1775397/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-20:/2007/02/20/love_obsession~1772163/</id><title>Love obsession</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/20/love_obsession~1772163/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-20T11:09:31+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T11:09:31+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;It's like everyone i know has a boyfriend/girlfriend or is yearning after one.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm feeling very abnormal for not having one.. and being happy!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The singleton club ( a 'club' myself and some friends set up at the start of A levels when we all realised we were singletons) is down to two members, me and my best friend. And she's got her eye on some bloke..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Maybe i'll just be a rebel and continue the way i am.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/20/love_obsession~1772163/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-19:/2007/02/19/poem_thing~1766356/</id><title>Poem Thing</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/19/poem_thing~1766356/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-19T12:52:55+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T12:53:34+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;I am&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am the one that could never stand tall&lt;br&gt;
The one person you really wanted to fall&lt;br&gt;
I don't know what i did, but somehow it seems&lt;br&gt;
You wanted to rip up my memories, my dreams&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I would try to skip school, just to avoid the words&lt;br&gt;
That you always threw at me, like the peck of the birds&lt;br&gt;
pushes, jibes, punches and pulls&lt;br&gt;
if this was a game, you never followed the rules.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;But i've finally learned, i'm stronger then you&lt;br&gt;
I could withstand the taunts and the punches too&lt;br&gt;
So i'm telling you now, i will never give in..&lt;br&gt;
I'm going to fight.. and i'm aiming to win.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yeah.. dark mood much.. I'm not expecting anyone to say it's good, i know it's not. I just wanted to put it up.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/19/poem_thing~1766356/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-19:/2007/02/19/tired_with_a_headache_not_good~1765654/</id><title>Tired, with a headache.. not good.</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/19/tired_with_a_headache_not_good~1765654/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-19T10:53:39+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T10:53:39+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;My head is hurting so bad today.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Three of my friends turned up last night outside work when i was leaving, to 'cheer me up' (i havn't been feeling 100% recently, and they noticed that).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Their idea of cheering me up is giving me really strong alcohol without me knowing and getting me drunk.. on a college night!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So now i'm at college... extremely tired and with a killer headache. Plus i'm on a 9 til 5 day! How much worse can it get?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/19/tired_with_a_headache_not_good~1765654/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-17:/2007/02/17/feel_so_damn_guilty~1758760/</id><title>Feel so damn guilty..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/17/feel_so_damn_guilty~1758760/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-17T22:45:29+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T22:45:29+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I havn't seen one of my friendsfor ages, and i agreed to go to his birthday celebrations in March.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well.. at least i DID&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Up until i found out he's booked them for the same night as a big family get together my randfather has planned.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Dammit!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That's made me feel so guilty, and so sad, because he's my best guy friend currently, and i miss him so much..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;*sigh* life's never simple, is it?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh, one other thing.. can someone give me a tag?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/17/feel_so_damn_guilty~1758760/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-17:/2007/02/17/oh_yowch~1758388/</id><title>Oh yowch..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/17/oh_yowch~1758388/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-17T21:07:31+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T21:07:31+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Ok, i wasn't around last night becauuuse..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was at a concert!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Shayne Ward (the guy who one the x factor in 2005 for those who don't know)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My friends dad got us seats real close, and it was a incredible night. Only thing is, i did my throat in, so when i talked to customers at work today i sounded like a frog with a throat infection &gt;.&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Oh well, 'twas worth it.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I got a programme, and there's now a real big poster blutacked over my bed, hehe!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;xx
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/17/oh_yowch~1758388/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-15:/2007/02/15/driving_lesson~1746959/</id><title>Driving lesson</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/15/driving_lesson~1746959/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-15T18:53:36+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T18:53:36+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;Ugh..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I#ve had about 25 hours worth of driving lessons now.. nad though i can drive, and my driving instructor has said im doing fine.. i've got a bit of self doubt.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I've passed my theory (thats something at least).. but i don't feel like i'll ever pass my practical.. uck, frustration!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/15/driving_lesson~1746959/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-13:/2007/02/13/7_deadly_sins~1736199/</id><title>7 deadly sins</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/13/7_deadly_sins~1736199/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-13T22:05:44+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:05:44+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;For Theatre Studies, we do one devised piece, which coutns towards 40% of our grade. My group have decided to do a scene on..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The Seven Deadly Sins&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;.. Appropriate, according to the way i'm currently feeling.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Hehe, research definately needs to be done on these now.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/13/7_deadly_sins~1736199/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-13:/2007/02/13/i_ve_had_enough_of_this~1734958/</id><title>I've had enough of this..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/13/i_ve_had_enough_of_this~1734958/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-13T18:58:17+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T18:58:17+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;This is a sort of rant.. a sort of plea for advice too..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think i'm being bullied.. no, i know i am. By a girl who i have two classes with a week. She snipes at me during the lessons, and today it went up a level, as i heard her saying some really nasty comments about me when i was in the toilets (she knew i was there.. she deliberately wanted me to hear i think).&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm so annoyed.. i havn't been bullied since secondary school! Why now, when i've got my confidence back?! Because i'm clever? Because i've managed to get A grades?! Oh, that's mature.. (note the sarcasm)&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I know i won't be able to get away from this (i'm not dropping from college for this), and telling a tutor won't work (someone else did that to her, and was in hospital hte next day). Basically, i'm stuck...
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/13/i_ve_had_enough_of_this~1734958/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-12:/2007/02/12/songs_that_mean_something_to_me~1729873/</id><title>Songs that mean something to me</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/songs_that_mean_something_to_me~1729873/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-12T21:20:17+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:35:04+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;This will be a list. Songs that are highlighted are the mot important to me. If you want to know what their like, download them, or message me, and i'll see about sending them over to you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Who Knew - Pink&lt;br&gt;
What's Left of Me - Nick Lachey&lt;br&gt;
Kiss From a Rose - Seal&lt;br&gt;
Numb - Linkin Park&lt;br&gt;
Fallen Leaves - Billy Talent&lt;br&gt;
Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana or Tori Amos&lt;br&gt;
Broken - Seether&lt;br&gt;
You Know My Name - Chris Cornell&lt;br&gt;
Shackles - Vertical Horizon&lt;br&gt;
Everything You Want - Vertical Horizon&lt;br&gt;
You Had Me - Joss Stone&lt;br&gt;
Stop - Jamelia&lt;br&gt;
Thank You - Jamelia&lt;br&gt;
Wake Me Up When September Ends - Green Day&lt;br&gt;
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br&gt;
Everytime We Touch (moonlight version) - Cascada&lt;br&gt;
Everything Burns - Ben Moody Ft. Anastacia&lt;br&gt;
I Can't Make You Love Me - Bonnie Raitt&lt;br&gt;
Affirmation - Savage Garden&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yes, i am a rock chick &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/songs_that_mean_something_to_me~1729873/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-12:/2007/02/12/dance_like_nobody_s_watching~1728722/</id><title>Dance like nobody's watching</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/dance_like_nobody_s_watching~1728722/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-12T18:51:22+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T18:51:22+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I have this thing i do, once i'm home from college, when nobody else is here.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I get on my laptop, turn on really good music, and jump around the room like a maniac. Not only does it get rid of all my pentup energy and let me focus on coursework, it's relaly good of if i'm really frustrated!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They do say the best therapy is music..
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/dance_like_nobody_s_watching~1728722/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-12:/2007/02/12/oh_what_a_lovely_weekend_not~1726065/</id><title>Oh what a lovely weekend.. not..</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/oh_what_a_lovely_weekend_not~1726065/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-12T12:12:04+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T12:12:04+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I have five days a week at college (though to be fair one of those doesn't start til 3.30.. wierd), and then i do four hours Saturday and four hours Sunday at lovely ol' Primark.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Now, if i had any other manager then the one i have, everything would be A'OK. But, i have my manager. He can be lovely, with everythings going to plan. But that is very, very rare.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;For example; yesturday, rather then letting myself and another girl carry on with our normal jobs (i have a section of the floor that i clean up, and i'm reliable on that), he had us doing five different jobs in the space of 30 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm one of those people that just gets on with things (too quiet for my own good), but the other girl got seriously annoyed. By the end of the night, my manager was threatening to tell the General Manager of the store, to which the girl replied "You do that. I'll tell him what a sexist pig you are!" Ouch.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At least college isn't quite so eventful.. most days.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/oh_what_a_lovely_weekend_not~1726065/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:angelblog07.blog.co.uk,2007-02-12:/2007/02/12/first_blog~1725895/</id><title>First Blog</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/first_blog~1725895/"/><author><name>angelthatfell</name></author><published>2007-02-12T11:42:26+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T11:42:26+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;So, this is my first blog entry.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;hopefully i'll actually be interesting when I post.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I will express my own viewpoints, if you want to discuss them, let me know, i'm fine with that!
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://angelblog07.blog.co.uk/2007/02/12/first_blog~1725895/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</content></entry></feed>
