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  <title>this is art</title>
  <subtitle>rachelng</subtitle>
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    <name>rachelng</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:raspberryseason:85152</id>
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    <title>N.Y.E 2004</title>
    <published>2005-01-01T20:52:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T00:17:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>'airplane' on the tele</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15irea" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cornflake box game, consisting of picking up box in teeth without touching floor or using hands.Get trickier when getting drunk and 5cm is cut off at every round.You cant see it, but its basically the bottom of the box there!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15irr8" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all drunk &amp; merry! left-right louise,paul,luke,bav,claire,steve and adil&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15irsk" alt="title or description" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt; aah much more decorum when im there! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15iryq" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to avoid red wine as it give me a realy bad hangover, so the 5 shots of tequilla seemed a good idea at the time..we all toasted to 'happiness &amp; freedom' and someone remarked that we werent in prison!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15irzr" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys and there homo tendencies, even though bav is gay! lol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15is1d" alt="title or description" /&gt;  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bav and i sneaked into vip and stole bottles of champagne and sat on fairytale windows looking at fireworks&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15is5d" alt="title or description" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15is68" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bav and i went into the store room near the toilets, i'm not sure what for, but he knocked some bleach/dettergent looking bottle then fell in it and all the mops and stuff went everywhere! every time i look at this i &lt;b&gt;cant&lt;/b&gt; stop laughing! i was laughing so hard i literally couldn't breathe. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15is6o" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! look at his wet bum! at this point he was goin "rach, stop taking pictures and help me!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15is7l" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;my onion. my dare before we came out was to give an onion to a boy in the club. So i wrote my number o&lt;br&gt;n it and gave it to the fittest boy ever. He was gay but happily took it as a trophy. He later gave me a kiss. what is it with me and gay boys eh?!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15is88" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working it baby!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;img src="http://tinypic.com/15is9e" alt="title or description" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure what steve was doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; New Years Eve 2004 Pictures</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:raspberryseason:82175</id>
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    <title>spotless mind...</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T02:55:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-29T03:00:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The ramones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;I've just watched &lt;b&gt; the eternal sunshine of the spotless mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is now officially my new &lt;i&gt;vanilla sky&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love films that challenge the normal wrong and rights of love and chemistry.I just love all the effects and how it was like a bad trip on love. I debated this film for a good hour with stephen&amp; lisa. Just lovin films like this, makes you think&lt;br /&gt;,no matter how hard you try to erase someone there part of your molecules,nothing buring letters or being mad is gonna do.Alot i could relate to,how some couples find it hard to kind of get on,with bickerings and to the outside there wrong and even to themselves sometimes there wrong.But its nothing ,like favourite films, or same taste on music or culture had anything to do with, its like an unknown attraction and chemistry. Even if it feels like 2+2='s 3 sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;GO WATCH IT!!!!!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.icnetwork.co.uk/upl/mirror/apr2004/4/8/000973A9-0A38-1091-9CD680BFB6FA0000.jpg" alt="title or description" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sarahlane.com/blog/archives/eternalsunshine-small.bmp" alt="title or description" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:raspberryseason:73485</id>
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    <title>raspberryseason @ 2004-08-06T03:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-06T02:03:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-06T02:21:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh god i just found the link to my old old journal all through eccles college! freaky readings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/rock2/FuckedUpPrincess/journals.html"&gt;http://www.angelfire.com/rock2/FuckedUpPrincess/journals.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>my life in one quick breath</title>
    <published>2004-06-12T17:40:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T00:37:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The last week has been good-ish, even though i hadn't seen the boy much due to his over-time mania at work.&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday i drove over to beths in huddersfield, this is the day after she left the house for good :(&lt;br /&gt;it was really nice seein her, am gonna miss her so much :(&lt;br /&gt;we chilled out at the flush and at the sports club. I met some of her friends and it was nice. Whenever i go to small towns like robert-town and leamington, i totally feel out of place,like paris hilton when she went to the country with nicole richie..&lt;br /&gt;im a city girl through and through.&lt;br /&gt;Next day went back to leeds, that night saw amy and i sharing red wine on the step, then taking our time getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;went over to amandas bbq, live jazz band, fit guys.&lt;br /&gt;amy and i decided to fuck town off and stayed there. This was till the police came and closed it off. So everyone went inside, and it became dull after that cos there were no music, amanda was havin a barny that the police would come back..etc etc&lt;br /&gt;so we left and spotted a house party on the road before ours, went in.&lt;br /&gt;Stole wine off girls when they werent looking, blagged a few pills , mc's were doin there thing that is till i had a go and ruined it all! hehe* i try..&lt;br /&gt;there till 8.30am, was gonna go to alton towers with the lads but decided we ouldnt last.&lt;br /&gt;Got home.listened to music then had a rubbish nights sleep cos i was totally on edge.Boy came round and was totaly pissed off at me for not callin to sleep at his the night before, had total massive argument, like im supposed to mind read or somethin.&lt;br /&gt;je left to go back home, which sucks cos this is our last wkend before i go home for summer.&lt;br /&gt;decided day was gonna be a fuck up so amy and iwent back to bed for two hours which we SO needed. lara came round at about 5ish, we chilled out+watched neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;11pm went to arc for dinner and wine.&lt;br /&gt;met up with guys from number 8, did pans, much singins of aquas barbie girl, and much play fighting till 4am on streets, living rooms and takeaways,had water fight at night,richie and james stayed over, finally conked out to poor early morning t.v about 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but under all this time when i think i have no time to think, but even five seconds alone can make my mind whirl with everythought possible.&lt;br /&gt;the term has finished and people are leaving, people i've always felt safe with, to push my little paranoid head along, all these familiar faces are goin and everyones moving and new people coming. i just dont think i like it. i want everything to stay exactly the same way. i dont think i like change like this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:raspberryseason:65758</id>
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    <title>raspberryseason @ 2004-05-30T18:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-30T17:52:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T00:39:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;THIS WEEKEND WAS SO F.U.C.K.I.N.G AMAZING *GUSHES*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday i got up super early even though i had been battering the good old gin bottle the previous night.everythin i was taking with me away for the weekend was neatly cleaned/ironed on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;I got up did several chores including topping up my tan, getting gen her pressent,and having a general gander in headingley till the boy had finished playing football and we could set off down to leamington spa.&lt;br /&gt;Was in azendi jewellers looking for a nice bracelet for gen when the boy turned up and came into the shop holding a dozen yellow roses.&lt;br /&gt;Making me blush the brightest shade of beetroot. :D&lt;br /&gt;So anyway we got something to eat then set off at about 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;The drive was okay, i was biting my lip not to let small niggles annoy me on long car journeys like they usually do. So if he said something annoying without knowing i was just gonna bite my lip blue.&lt;br /&gt;so i did, he didnt annoy me too much, he didnt tell me my driving was shit.or that i didnt know what i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;we stopped off twice at the service stations, nomming on burgers and kissing in queues like we were 14 again.&lt;br /&gt;Took a wrong turning cos of boy not concentrating so we went nearly 40minutes past our junction. We actually arrived at 10:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;HOW we did that ,i dont really know.&lt;br /&gt;We went staright to the red inn where gaz's aunt was having her 50th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I met some of his family, but he doesnt have a lot. And his parents again.&lt;br /&gt;Then one of his mates tom turned up and we decided to go back to his after the pub closed. So we dropped off all our stuff at the Angel Hotel. It was abit pricey for how long we actually stayed in that room which was about 6hours.It was £80. but ahh well.&lt;br /&gt;So we dropped stuff off and his mate dobie came picked us up in his car.Went to his, and downstairs to this basement which was turned into a well thumbed' party room. So for the next 4hrs it involved us four, playing pool, getting drunk and stoned.Getting to know his mates better, apparently they liked me. i hope so.I understood where gaz got some of his qualities from, because they were quite similar to him. I guess its just the banter they have, like they talk lots,cos there always stoned and talk about absolutely everything!! which makes me feel strange cos i talk to my girls about superficial crappy stuff like sex,boys,sex,boys and maybe chicken. but thats it!&lt;br /&gt;So we left after a while and walked through leamington.&lt;br /&gt;H eheld my hand and as we walked he showed me everything,&lt;br /&gt;where he first got drunk, where he first got stoned, where him and his friends used to go and lie in fields, rivers where hes jumped into.&lt;br /&gt;The town was dead. i could have stood in the middle of the road and a car would not hit me for maybe 15minutes. It was so different to what i know and what i've grown up with. always hearing a car or someones drunken voice. It was a small cute quaint village where everyone knew everyone else. people dont get mugged and stuff.you leave bikes un locked.It was so nice and we walked back to the hotel and we both really happy. Its like as soon as you show someone all these childhood memories, its like another part of you opens and that there are no secrets.&lt;br /&gt;We got back to the hotel and fell asleep really quickly. couldnt have sex with him cos i was on. suited me fine anyway.&lt;br /&gt;next day went over to his parents for breakfast, talked to his dad more than i spoke to his mum, hmmm im sure she doesnt like me. like im taking her little boy away from him.&lt;br /&gt;saw the cutest pictures of theboy as a baby, and i cooed that our babies will be just as cute.&lt;br /&gt;minus point-he used to have long hair, he looked awful!!&lt;br /&gt;plus point-the cutest blonde haired boy &lt;i&gt;ever&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went into leamington town centre and had a look around,i keep expecting it to be really backwards but it even has a topshop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much later...&lt;br /&gt;nextday&lt;br /&gt;drove to lichfield, where we checked into our hotel and met everyone else at the scales for lunchage.&lt;br /&gt;aftermuch gossing of what everyone was gonna wearand what presents were bought hush hush&lt;br /&gt;we (amy, emma and i) went onto the waltsers. absolutely piss funny!&lt;br /&gt;went back to hotel for boy to have hour nap whilst i was busy tapping my finger on exactly what i was gonna wear etc etc&lt;br /&gt;matt came picked us up in his funkeh modified beetle, absolutely sex on legs&lt;br /&gt;went to gens to have a bbq in backgarden, it was so lovley everyone was there, there were smoked samon and pimms and games of throwing hammers and nails, lol!&lt;br /&gt;got our way to the mexican restaurant and from there:-&lt;br /&gt;*much downage of tequliia with the biy and tom&lt;br /&gt;*dancing with gens parents&lt;br /&gt;*much hugging and kissing of everyone&lt;br /&gt;*much drunken frollics&lt;br /&gt;it was so good&lt;br /&gt;we ate some food, and stood outside on the balcony chatting and taking loadsa pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked through the town and gotback to our hotel&lt;br /&gt;#it was a good night, no arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>baby love is drunk</title>
    <published>2004-02-10T11:31:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-10T11:32:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night, my second attempt to cook.&lt;br /&gt;It was rubbish. I tried to make lamb chops in a red wine and onion sauce. Homemade mash with cream and milk. and a prawn cocktail for starters and strawberries and cream for desert. WEll... everything was fine till i gave him his starters and he said he couldnt eat it cos he doesnt like mayo, FUCK ety fuck! i totally forgot. SO i pretended like i wasnt offended when really i shoulda remmebered. He ate all the rest and we all inc my housemates watched celeb get me out of here.&lt;br /&gt;tho yesterday day i did buy some fuck ass shoes from shuh, drools*&lt;br /&gt;gonna go now, lj has lost its appeal this mornin..</content>
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    <title>raspberryseason @ 2004-01-24T23:08:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-24T23:06:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-24T23:08:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>blank</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;It can tear you up inside&lt;br /&gt;Make your heart believe a lie&lt;br /&gt;It's stronger than your pride&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>like life was THAT easy baby</title>
    <published>2004-01-11T02:56:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-13T11:50:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>t-vee</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;h5&gt;So last night saw the girlies and i dressed up to nines, drinking and cavorting like there was a shortage. After much rushing of the usual "which top/ heels/ eye shadow"- we finally pushed our asses into a taxi and headed into town. Stopped into risa where we drunk pints ,sugary alcopops and g+t's, demanded the dj to play 'milkshake', argued with some vagabond about who was sat where first, group photo-ed with a bunch of look-like-there-fifteen lads. I drunk heavily and quickly, we moved onto tiger tiger where kate and i chatted for ages about the potential disasters of holidays+boys. After much stumbling to and fro of the toilets we made it into life cafe to see the boy hard at work. Uber sexeh in his shirt, he looked soo handsome. It was hard to see him cept not be able to molest him! anted him so bad. Made mental note to rip his clothes to pieces. Danced for him to milkshake *finally! whilst he watched behind the bar, but after much group hugging of the sorts ,and after too much money spent we went to the iranian cafe and scrammed on food before hitting the dance floor in townhouse across town, cooing over body beat dancers, giving men the wrong impressions just by saying i liked there jacket (it reminded me of my boys!!) but denied all the offerings of drink and informed them all 'i could bloody well buy my own'. felt great satisfaction in sayin that.Gushed to Emma and Jamie in taxi for ages about everything and amy's unability to not have sex once in a while,got home at reasonable time 3ish, and collapsed in bed. Amy bought lad home, i proceeded with the "who-the-fuck-are-you" speech. Ate his pizza then went to bed.&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxx&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>"i want it nooooww, i want it nooooooooow"!</title>
    <published>2003-12-30T18:52:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-30T18:58:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>muse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">another blah day,&lt;br /&gt;last night i stayed up till god-awful hour reading valley.o.t.d's and had some cough medicine which not only relieves my cough but helps me sleep. Baah two birds with one stone! please don't imagine me with a bottle of cough medicine on my own on new years eve. *shakes head* nada!!&lt;br /&gt;woke up at reasonable time to drink tea and reading of book again. then i fell back asleep. Woke up and got ready for 'hopefully' seeing of boyness in leeds, he texted late last nite sayin he didnt have to work tonight, i was gonna drive up *fingers crossed i wouldn't get tired so easily driving and fall asleep* but the boy slept till silly o'clock as he works till3am, and had to work apparently so that was out of the question. now i'm bored.bored.bored. even my so called &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sazzledolly/"&gt;best friend&lt;/a&gt;  is also being a lazy bum *snarf!*</content>
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    <title>4a.m ice cream break.</title>
    <published>2003-12-24T04:08:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-24T04:09:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the datsuns</lj:music>
    <content type="html">4am. craved ice cream. came down to get it.&lt;br /&gt;i've been reading Valley of the Dolls for an hour now and my back hurts, i've been lying on my stomach ,arching it up and now it aches. i occasionally stopped reading to rest my head on the pillow and think about where to go on holiday with the boy, whether i've forgotten what he tastes like and all the one other million plans i have for myself...theboy theboy theboy.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go see LOTR..:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im gonna go read some more, it's getting to the good bit, anne cant tell allen that she doesn't want to marry him and shes making a name for herself in new.york. if only life was this interesting...</content>
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    <title>it's christmasssssssssssss!!</title>
    <published>2003-12-03T11:15:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-03T11:16:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>darkness</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This mornin found my house, half deranged from sleep singing at the top of our voices to bad morning songs.Everyone was put in an amazig mood and caused some bad driving on my  behalf with amy boncing off the inside of my car! We sung to the darkness christmas song badly ^_^ Made it in to a boring lecture on italian art,then realised the aftenoon class was cancelled for research purposes,so instead of fucking off home have managed  to retrieve every single historical fashion book from the library! hehe* they weigh a tonne but hey* Gonna go meet amy for some light proper chrimbo shoppin. Have decided what im gonna get the boy but must start with organisation of it! need to get sarababe/brother(s)/mum+dad/milo's prezzies! housemates + coursemates are after chrimbo! which does take a little weight off! right!...gotta do some internet research...&lt;br /&gt;ps. really looking forward to my birthday :) :)</content>
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    <title>"I think i'm gonna leave right now..before i fall any deeper"</title>
    <published>2003-12-01T10:32:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-01T10:33:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>will young!! **</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i had to give the pubage a miss due to recovering of hardkore ness at the techno night. Have not slept at all , had to stay up all night to do my work and even then i was late! Managed to finish it anyho so i can safely forget about it for now. My hoUSemates and my boy came back about half12 and all ran into my room dancing and being generally drunk! He cuddled me and said he missed me and that i was his moth girl. Beth held my hand and reasurred me that it'd be okay....not sure what about. i so needed to distraction, but found myself being distracted rather easily with the boy and my housemates having really interesting conversations in the front room and having a smokE. grr** So i joined them ,lured the boy into my room for pure HOTSTUFF!* Then retreated back to work after he left! All the girls eventually retired at about 2am, shit faced stoned. Tuts* women! &lt;br /&gt;Now i'm gonna go give lizzie a lift and then im going back home. to. bed. Im going to put my comfy pj's on + my oldskool top on and then i have a night worth of sleep to catch up on.&lt;br /&gt; I think i might go out to play tonight. gee* when does it ever stop..</content>
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    <title>cabbage</title>
    <published>2003-11-30T20:31:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-30T20:34:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dj ginge</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night-&lt;br /&gt;leeds west indian center. &lt;br /&gt;went to natalies. &lt;br /&gt;got a bit drunk. &lt;br /&gt;went to cabbage (techno/psy trance night) . &lt;br /&gt;there were 9 of us. &lt;br /&gt;freak circus outfit and stomper boots.&lt;br /&gt;uv paint down my legs to look like stockings.&lt;br /&gt;red lips. &lt;br /&gt;friendly people painting me.&lt;br /&gt;got utterly monged out. &lt;br /&gt;remmembered loads of people. &lt;br /&gt;nat and i gushing to each other about how much we liked each other. &lt;br /&gt;cheap headcandy. &lt;br /&gt;chill out room. &lt;br /&gt;herbal tea. &lt;br /&gt;stroking-ness by friends. &lt;br /&gt;lovley people. &lt;br /&gt;we all went back to owner of cyberdogs house.&lt;br /&gt;he had nice toilets.really nice.&lt;br /&gt;i left. went home. &lt;br /&gt;slept .&lt;br /&gt;went to toilet every five seconds!! &lt;br /&gt;woke up. &lt;br /&gt;went back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;now im awake i've gotta do work :( grumbles*</content>
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    <title>i miss.</title>
    <published>2003-11-25T13:11:51Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-25T13:12:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i miss headcharge so much.&lt;br /&gt;i miss getting so wasted i cant talk&lt;br /&gt;i miss friendly people on drugs&lt;br /&gt;i miss dancing to techno&lt;br /&gt;i miss free parties in disused warehouses&lt;br /&gt;i miss free things of all sorts!&lt;br /&gt;i have bad bad period pains :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:raspberryseason:40848</id>
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    <title>this is what im supposed to be-</title>
    <published>2003-11-14T13:49:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-14T13:50:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">stolen from &lt;lj-user&gt; cyberkitty &lt;/lj-user&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DECEMBER: ME-&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous. Sexy. Patriotic. Active in games and interactions. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. Loves praises. Loves attention. Loves to be loved. Honest and trustworthy. Not pretending. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. Hates restrictions. Loves to joke. Good sense of humor. Logical.</content>
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    <title>little girl</title>
    <published>2003-11-09T13:42:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-09T13:47:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;"It is the reliving of her childhood,&lt;br /&gt; she's unafraid to dream beyond the mirror into &lt;br /&gt;a world that has no boundaries and concept of time"- &lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:raspberryseason:40438</id>
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    <title>Revenge is a sweet thing</title>
    <published>2003-11-09T02:49:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-09T02:51:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes, YOU people should bid on my shoos becos i'm a Veh poor bunny! I will have only ever used them ONCE and that woulda been indoors! *huffs*&lt;br&gt; &lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=2869106501"&gt;HOT HOT HOT&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a really bad sore throat/cough, that mean ole' emma gave me her diseases!&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:raspberryseason:40099</id>
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    <title>expensive lies, expensive taste, oh how she longs for your embrace</title>
    <published>2003-11-08T18:44:19Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-08T18:50:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>andrews car video in the background</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm going on the salon this tuesday, watch out for me. hopefully. i shall be getting long extensions in and i shall look girlie *nods*.&lt;br /&gt;am feeling nervous about it, ALSO for the photo shoot in two weeks. Have done a few for my house8's. V.v scared,but gagging for it!!&lt;br /&gt;i shallbefamousonedayOHyesiwill.&lt;br /&gt;just want to be in bed with the boy *nuzzles head into his chest if he were*.&lt;br /&gt; i miss &lt;lj-user&gt;sazzledolly&lt;br /&gt;i want to be in bed dreaming&lt;br /&gt;i'm not hungry&lt;br /&gt;i'm excited&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared&lt;br /&gt;i'm sniffley</content>
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    <title>crazzzzy shake</title>
    <published>2003-11-06T10:57:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-08T18:53:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>whirring of the printer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">God it seems a day can't go by without something insane on the horizon. Last night saw the girls+boys indulge in a night of passionate ,alcoholic consumption. We went on a pub crawl and later on went to meet my coursemates at the library pub before goin to hyde park to watch fireworks, to wave sparklers in peoples faces and dance round naked round bonfires. We found a fair and Mandie and i went on the 'crazy shake' which was a large circle and spun round uncontrollably, jolting very-so-often. We pissed ourselves so mucha and half way through decided to jump into the middle. I rolled round all over the show and knocked my head on the side, i'm pretty sure i gained mild concussion alongside with my drunkyard antics. The ride-operators stopped it and told "them two girls to GET UP NOW". We got back to our seat but it was no-way near as fun. We ate candyfloss and i stole lots lizzies chips and i won a goldfish which i happily names 'crazy shake'. I want to go again tonight but not sure if money will prevail. *sighs* Think i'm gettin the 'sickness' again. Feel rough eveymorning, much necking of neurofen every five hours to prevent my overwhelming headcache re-appearing. Miss the boy lots, hadn't spent much time with him for two days ish. Finally booked a date for mny shoot. eeeeek *v.v nervous*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx</content>
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    <title>:)</title>
    <published>2003-10-30T12:15:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-08T18:56:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>re-offender- travis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just had my tutorial, a sleepy bunny was awoken super early by a jess who said i could be fitted in before lunch as i'd missed it earlier the week. Carolines lovley, she makes me feel better about my flu setback of work and stoof. OMG i've got 4days to do this presentation and i won't have time,i gotta:&lt;br /&gt;*dragging pete to go buy lots of haloween decorations for tomorrows party (my Housemates have been generous and have given £10 each, a total of £30!) woo-hoo! i'm gonna buy black crepe paper,glow in the dark things, pumpkin shaped novelties, fake spiderwebs and then i gotta help emma and amy find DEAD 'host' outfits!! T'WILL be soo much fun!&lt;br /&gt;*go home see my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe if i don't stay out late tonight then i can do some work, hmmm</content>
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    <title>Re-assessed entries</title>
    <published>2003-10-27T01:43:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-27T01:53:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>still abs...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the last twenty /thirty LJ entries have been friends only,&lt;br /&gt; thats because i value my privacy and i trust you even less.&lt;br /&gt; i'll only put some stuff public for my friends who complain they can't get LJ&lt;br /&gt;loverx&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take my love to the grave&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>"im looking in the mirror at 5 am"</title>
    <published>2003-10-26T18:51:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-27T02:00:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Abs- 7 ways</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have just settled down with tea and some passionfruit trifle ^_^ god bless confectionary. Today has been so lovley and after giving my dad the statements i feel like i can relax a bit more at home. I'll be gone by the time he see's it and will have a week to cool his head..*see i've thought about this..*&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with my mum today, she bought me some nice things *luffs her mum SO much**squeezes* and i bought myself some going out clothes. SUCH hot clothes, i own you all!!we walked round town linking arms and chatting.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had beth on the phone asking about the bombshell that had hit the bathroom back in leeds, then i had to go into account about the blockage that amy and i had to "scoop" out with kitchen utencils and toilet brushes of all sorts...i still can't get the image out of my head .It was quite possibly the yukkiest thing ever! I hope they don't get pissed off at the mess amy and i made from our two-day-drinking-stint .She is so much fun that girl! Am going back to Leeds tomorrow, sorry to the people who have texted me and got no replies, thats the beauty of converting to a pay as you go. people think your rude. I abused the telephone at home and called beth, alick, caroline ,camilla and sara. Whom i've not spoken to for a while. Am going to see my cousins tomorrow so that shall be fun. And sorting out my car insurance tomorrow too, one week till it's road worthy. I sat in it last night messing with my speakers and putting the convertable on and ..then off..for effect you know. It is sex .on .legs. I just can't wait to start going on road trips again...&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking in the mirror at 5 am&lt;br /&gt;waiting for your call in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;sugar coated kiss and a lipstick mark&lt;br /&gt;there are 7 ways of breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coded conversation and bad tv&lt;br /&gt;loosing all origional chemistry&lt;br /&gt;walking back and dancing on ____________&lt;br /&gt;there are 7 ways of breaking my heart&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Re-Offender</title>
    <published>2003-10-10T10:09:24Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-10T10:09:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thinks you're well&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thinks I'm ill&lt;br /&gt;Watching me fall apart&lt;br /&gt;Falling under your spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're fooling yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're fooling yourself&lt;br /&gt;Cause you say you love me&lt;br /&gt;And then you do it again. you do it again&lt;br /&gt;You say your "sorry's"&lt;br /&gt;And then you do it again, you do it again&lt;br /&gt;And again and again and again and again&lt;b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>I Believe In A Thing Called Love</title>
    <published>2003-10-03T10:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-03T10:08:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel&lt;br /&gt;My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touching you, touching me&lt;br /&gt;Touching you, God you're touching me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Just listen to the rhythm of my hart&lt;br /&gt;There's a chance we could make it now&lt;br /&gt;We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;I believe in a thing called love&lt;br /&gt;Ooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day&lt;br /&gt;You got me in a spin but everything is A.OK!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>i-i'm only here for a little while, won't you like, to take me out tonight</title>
    <published>2003-09-25T08:56:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-25T09:03:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kylie - best music to wake up to espesh track10</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Gen and Emma think they are funny. they gave me a soap sweet and i sucked on it for ages, i needed something to suck so she said she had a "strawberry sweet" revolted but determined. I even said stuff about it like &lt;br /&gt;"it tastes like airfreshner" &lt;br /&gt;"did you get this off the back of the lorry?"&lt;br /&gt;Then they tried' *notice the 'tried* to put this thing under the toilet seat so it would wet my bottom, but they didnt realise i saw them do it when i heard giggling in the bathroom. And beth and i nearly pissed ourselves watching them! lol! Then beth my tag team partner , locked them in the basement! *dies*&lt;br /&gt;"oh no gens fallen down the stairs she's broke her hand"&lt;br /&gt;"nice try!" xxx then i waited to pour water on them when they climbed out the window.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to do something much worse to them.not sure yet though.&lt;br /&gt;tonight is emmas birthday night, we're all goin out for a meal and then goin to the original oak for muchos comedy night then to town me thinks* it will be good, so long as  i get to have a nap before i do all this,lots of pretty people going an di hope the boy does too. so tired as per usual.</content>
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