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<rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><default:channel xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" rdf:about="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/"><title>Niamhanna</title><link>http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>Niamhanna</title><link>http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/41/7ac1732278d523ad4b1d71981eb7f4_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/23/new-look-4919952/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/16/25th-worst-day-ever-4881664/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/11/saturday-4853774/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/23/new-look-4919952/"><default:title>New Look</default:title><default:link>http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/23/new-look-4919952/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-23T20:42:17+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;After the drama of last week, my friends came over and hugged me to say sorry, and evrything is normal again. I realize that life is gonna have its bad bits, but we shouldnt concentrate on them so much as we miss out on the amazing things, like a sun rise in the morning when i wake up, and the sky was pink this afternoon and it made my whole garden lok pink it was so beautiful. Even if i dont see him every day, it dosnt matter (It Really does) Because i know that it will all pay off, (I hope) I felt the happiest i have been in a very long time (Ive been suffering from deppresion lately) because i found out i got a C in maths (Shut up thats really good for me!) I had stayed up most of the night revising probability and fractions, and it was all worth while, so it just goes to show that for every bad thing, there might be a good thing round the corner. So i'll keep smiling though this downfall. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;- Niamh
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/23/new-look-4919952/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>After the drama of last week, my friends came over and hugged me to say sorry, and evrything is normal again. I realize that life is gonna have its bad bits, but we shouldnt concentrate on them so much as we miss out on the amazing things, like a sun rise in the morning when i wake up, and the sky was pink this afternoon and it made my whole garden lok pink it was so beautiful. Even if i dont see him every day, it dosnt matter (It Really does) Because i know that it will all pay off, (I hope) I felt the happiest i have been in a very long time (Ive been suffering from deppresion lately) because i found out i got a C in maths (Shut up thats really good for me!) I had stayed up most of the night revising probability and fractions, and it was all worth while, so it just goes to show that for every bad thing, there might be a good thing round the corner. So i'll keep smiling though this downfall. </p>
	<p>- Niamh
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<p> <small> <a href="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/23/new-look-4919952/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/16/25th-worst-day-ever-4881664/"><default:title>25th worst day ever</default:title><default:link>http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/16/25th-worst-day-ever-4881664/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2008-10-16T16:35:05+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Today was the 25th worst day ever. Okay it all started yesterday,  Josie* and Rikki, my two best friends who i ALWAYs hang around with asked me if i wanted to go out of school at lunch to go to ALDI (To those of you who dont know, ALDI is a super cheap discount store round the corner from school) I said i didnt want to go because i feel safer in school and i see no point of going out of school to a food store when we have a perfectly fine canteen in the lunch hall and that theyre just going to ALDI because they can. They went of course. 15 minutes into the lesson after lunch, Rikki comes in (Josie isnt in that lesson with us) And Rikki says that Josie almost had an asthma attack because they saw a stray dog in the road and it chased them a bit, also they wanted to get to school because they were late, When Rikki told me this i said it was Josie's own fault for forgetting her inhaler for one and going out during school hours when if she was at school she would never have almost had an attack because there'd be no stray dog or running to get to school on time and even if she did have one at school, she'd have more help than just gasping on the kurb. So they arnt talking to me for saying that and iam not talking to them for leaving me alone. Then in school today Julianne my other friend had a go at me for saying it was Josies fault. So during the last day and a half, ive lost three of my closest friends. I now hang around with Jaennah my best friend out of my own group, but Jaennah's own group are nice but they dont really make me feel welcome and dont include me, i supose because i dont get into conversatins with them, mainly because iam a very withdraw person and i hate physical contact with strangers (most people around are school are either Very agressive or very cuddly, Both make me uncofortable) Iam getting on fine through. Things were just easier when i was young and had not one care in the world over boys, friends and school.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/16/25th-worst-day-ever-4881664/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Today was the 25th worst day ever. Okay it all started yesterday,  Josie* and Rikki, my two best friends who i ALWAYs hang around with asked me if i wanted to go out of school at lunch to go to ALDI (To those of you who dont know, ALDI is a super cheap discount store round the corner from school) I said i didnt want to go because i feel safer in school and i see no point of going out of school to a food store when we have a perfectly fine canteen in the lunch hall and that theyre just going to ALDI because they can. They went of course. 15 minutes into the lesson after lunch, Rikki comes in (Josie isnt in that lesson with us) And Rikki says that Josie almost had an asthma attack because they saw a stray dog in the road and it chased them a bit, also they wanted to get to school because they were late, When Rikki told me this i said it was Josie's own fault for forgetting her inhaler for one and going out during school hours when if she was at school she would never have almost had an attack because there'd be no stray dog or running to get to school on time and even if she did have one at school, she'd have more help than just gasping on the kurb. So they arnt talking to me for saying that and iam not talking to them for leaving me alone. Then in school today Julianne my other friend had a go at me for saying it was Josies fault. So during the last day and a half, ive lost three of my closest friends. I now hang around with Jaennah my best friend out of my own group, but Jaennah's own group are nice but they dont really make me feel welcome and dont include me, i supose because i dont get into conversatins with them, mainly because iam a very withdraw person and i hate physical contact with strangers (most people around are school are either Very agressive or very cuddly, Both make me uncofortable) Iam getting on fine through. Things were just easier when i was young and had not one care in the world over boys, friends and school.
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	&lt;p&gt;Love, Me  x
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://Niamhanna.blog.co.uk/2008/10/11/saturday-4853774/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Its saturday and i have nothing to do today. all i plan on doing is playing on the computer. My friends probably wont call or invite me out because they think i'll probably let them down. Well they're letting me down. the only thing i have to look forward to is X-Factor tonight. How Gay (Stupid gay, not gay gay). And my life right now is exactly the same as it always was, wakeup at 7.00am get brekkie, get a bath, go to school, do lessons, go home, watch friends at five, go on computer, watch telly, go to bed. That is my day people. its just so plain. i want change. i know this is just the typical teen day and it allways will be, but somewhow i want to change my life around, i wanna quit school but i know i cant because iam only 14. I have to wait till iam 16 and ive finidhed my GCSE's. Most people dont beleive iam in year 10 and soing my first exam next month. I thought i'd change in y10 but its still as stupid and crappy as year 7. I used to love school though, i still do but onley because HE is there. Even if my friends didnt go, i still would, just to mabey see him, just a glimmer or a smile, a wave a chat. Ive liked him for 2 years and i  havent passed that just friends phase. I know iam in love. But i also know i'll never be able to ask him out because iam so damn shy. So is he. Possibly hes Gay? Who knows. But i know that theres a light at the end of this dark teenage tunnel, Adulthood. I cant wait. i know i should enjoy my teen years and being free and young and spirited, but i dont feel any of that, i feel trapped by life andi juat want t break out of this hard shell that ive been building since i was 5. i dont know how. i cant pretend to be something ima not, iam not gonna go shouting about and making a fool of myself. i want to go dancing in the rain in the street adn i dont want to care who looks at me and what they think. i want to be diffrent from this boring blonde i have become. i want to be mysterius, challenging and free. i want to have the rights of an adult, to be whatever i wanna be and let everyone know it, i want my first kiss and my fist love and i want to travel and see the world and see the people and see the life that id love to have. But theres one thing standing in my way. Money. Everyone wants it, nobody has it. how to get it? jobs? Lottery? Chance? All i know is that people will see me someday and some small teen girl will say in her blog, i want to be that girl. Niamhanna.</p>
	<p>Love, Me  x
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