<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 05:31:14 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>whaaaaaatever</title><description>Dani's all new year. Basically, a teenage, english/welsh version of Opus's All new Year.</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-9166326926672190076</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Oct 2007 15:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-10-13T15:34:23.242Z</atom:updated><title>MMMHMM</title><description>Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I've kind of given up on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been concentrating on ANYTHING recently, except for possibly the one thing I shouldn't be concentrating on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm not really mature enough at the moment to take on a project like this. It is one of the things I do really want to do at some point in my life, but with all the exams and coursework and personal shit I've got going on, I don't think I can handle it right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you sometime in the future, folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtney.thinks.you.are.lushh@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-9166326926672190076?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/10/mmmhmm.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-1567812365635945943</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 18:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T06:30:30.202Z</atom:updated><title>#137 - create a 'friend wheel'</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rvql3dPsFqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9FY_zqEUZwc/s1600-h/untitledhjg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rvql3dPsFqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9FY_zqEUZwc/s320/untitledhjg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114582698994439842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I admittedly gave up half way through&lt;br /&gt;when I decided I didn't like paint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-1567812365635945943?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/137-create-friend-wheel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rvql3dPsFqI/AAAAAAAAAB8/9FY_zqEUZwc/s72-c/untitledhjg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-4866237188099165164</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 18:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T18:31:23.878Z</atom:updated><title>#136 - scream in the middle of the street</title><description>I was a bit pissed off&lt;br /&gt;so I screamed&lt;br /&gt;quite loudly&lt;br /&gt;at cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was like "bit of an over-reaction, don't you think?"&lt;br /&gt;and I was like "I was waiting for you for THIRTY FIVE minutes and you were in a shop one minute away from where you knew I was. No it was not an over-reaction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-4866237188099165164?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/136-scream-in-middle-of-street.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-8628451027861022002</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 18:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T18:04:52.582Z</atom:updated><title>#135 - Write a police statement</title><description>any guesses what this was about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, me neither.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. not going to say too much about this one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-8628451027861022002?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/135-write-police-statement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-6457116279927773973</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 17:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T17:58:59.918Z</atom:updated><title>#134 - visit a friend at work</title><description>Catherine works at wigmores bakery&amp;amp;cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to wigmores bakery and cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catherine was my waitress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like 'waitress.. get me a drink!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except I wasn't like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause I'm not a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sound like such a teenager don't I...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-6457116279927773973?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/134-visit-friend-at-work.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-3351098739595041347</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 17:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T17:45:56.250Z</atom:updated><title>#133 - Ow.</title><description>My all new thing for friday was to get beaten up in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great fun that was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and cat were just walking down the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these two girls attacked us out of nowhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're both fine, mind..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or at least we are now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah but we had to get the police involved&lt;br /&gt;which was a bit :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmhm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-3351098739595041347?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/133-ow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-4348335966359184067</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 17:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T17:43:39.294Z</atom:updated><title>#132 - aaaagh</title><description>I can't remember this one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;I went into a shop I'd never been into before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats exciting stuff there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the day I had lubricant put in my eyes..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was an all new thing too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime last week probably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah well.. that was an interesting fact for you eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-4348335966359184067?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/132-aaaagh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-7904741300097854477</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 17:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T17:04:04.839Z</atom:updated><title>#131 - sickness..</title><description>Okay, so today I was home sick, thus not leaving many possibilities..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, I did have at my disposal a grumpy mother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so my all new thing was&lt;br /&gt;'talk to my mother in notes'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because she refused to talk,  or listen, to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She actually wrote a note saying 'if I don't say anything you can't repeat it can you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. she was wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-7904741300097854477?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/131-sickness.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-6476913422981857102</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 16:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T17:01:38.210Z</atom:updated><title>#130 (this is an assumption, I'll work it out later)</title><description>sleep wearing slippers&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I went to bed and I was wearing slippers alll night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This all new thing sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-6476913422981857102?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/130-this-is-assumption-ill-work-it-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-7215476643729011881</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 18:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-18T19:50:36.704Z</atom:updated><title>an apology..</title><description>Okay&lt;br /&gt;a lot of all new things have been done in the time since I last updated this blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many&lt;br /&gt;that I cannot remember all of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were cornish things, there was a fritters on friday which I have a video for, there were new-canteen things, going back to school things, and many many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that I won't be blogging about them all, because I haven't been writing them down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, normal blogging will start again with tomorrow's all new thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry&lt;br /&gt;dani&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-7215476643729011881?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/apology.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-3693444786889358410</guid><pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 16:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-09T16:59:42.989Z</atom:updated><title>#105 - sand throne and car crash</title><description>1. sand throne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;myself and becky dug a moat, then used the sand from that moat to create a huuuuuuuuuuge chair. you can see it on becky's awesome video of our cornwall holiday - http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=aH9m6xvKEPo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. car crash.&lt;br /&gt;a posh old lady crashed into us at the train station. not the best thing that could happen on holiday, but happen it did. car's still not fixed, actually. me and becky were sat in the back as well, right where it hit.. we spent the whole time while the parents and the posh old lady were talking reading the chinese takeaway menu anyway though.. all was well.. ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-3693444786889358410?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/105-sand-throne-and-car-crash.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-6157668177253295943</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Sep 2007 23:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-08T23:24:31.616Z</atom:updated><title>#104 - catch a train without parents</title><description>myself and becky went to Looe, on the Looe valley line. this wouldn't be too exciting if it weren't for the fact that I have never caught a train without my parents before. actually, it's still not that exciting, to be fair. But Looe is quite a nice place, and it had an old fashioned sweetshop so I'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry my updates are slow recently. I'm lazy and I'm sorry. Oh, and these new updates may be absolute drivel - it's gone midnight and I'm a bit tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-6157668177253295943?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/104-catch-train-without-parents.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-4180580296381986344</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 18:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-01T18:22:29.410Z</atom:updated><title>#103 - myspace pose by a stream.. and the great pushchair.. thing.</title><description>a) myspace pose by a stream. Basically, we went for a walk in the woods, and there was a stream, and becky had her camera.. so we myspace posed by the stream. "no-one's ever done that before."&lt;br /&gt;becky has the photos - I'll put them up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) the great pushchair.. thing. As we walked out of the woods, we noticed two pushchairs side by side on the floor. we had seen some people with two toddlers walking in the woods earlier, so we assumed that they belonged to them. For the hell of it, we picked one of them up, ran to the other side of the path (all of 3 metres away), and put it down again. I would have liked to see the looks of confusion on their faces, "who did that?" "why did they do that?", and so on, but instead we chose to run giggling down the hill, whilst becky attempted to convince me that our school had sold our fingerprints to the government and the people would be so curious that they'd dust for fingerprints on the pushchair and track us down. I know I'm pretty gullible, but I'm really not THAT gullible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-4180580296381986344?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/103-myspace-pose-by-stream-and-great.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-3866664102927348892</guid><pubDate>Sat, 01 Sep 2007 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-01T18:17:02.624Z</atom:updated><title>#102 - go to cornwall.</title><description>5 hours in a car... with two dogs, lots of luggage and my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that this day was best summed up by this text message:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"haha inorite.. dog is now on passenger seat. pretty much entirely sure this is illegal :D xx"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, it took him twenty minutes to get from the boot, past the dog-guard, past me and becky (who had him on her lap for 16 MIIIIIIILES, as she says quite often nowadays, I think she's traumatised) onto dad's lap on the passenger seat, where he stayed for the remainder of the journey. we got lost several times and by the time we got to the holiday cottage (30 rosecraddoc lodge, liskeard), everyone was pretty damn grumpy. but me and becky still went for a lovely walk, where we discovered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the phoneboxes are BLUE in cornwall"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which, by the way, they're not. it was only that one, and as we discovered, although it said "telephone" on it, it in fact did not contain a telephone, just many large spiders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually really rather like cornwall. it's awesome. especially the ice cream..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-3866664102927348892?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/09/102-go-to-cornwall.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-9190665974179634468</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 14:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-24T16:52:34.186Z</atom:updated><title>#101 - "results day"</title><description>Resuuuuuuuult! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier in the year, I did some science exams. Today, I got the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science module 2 (B2 C2 P2), 49/50, A*&lt;br /&gt;Additional science module 1 (B4 C4 P4), 48/50, A*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-9190665974179634468?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/101-results-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-5578540653619868863</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-24T13:55:41.616Z</atom:updated><title>#100 - Dinner party in a field.</title><description>At 6 o'clock..  we met in the field. Admittedly, I was a little late, as were hazel, laura and catherine. But that's not my fault - Catherine's shoes set off the alarms in somerfield, where we were buying our roast chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The guest list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me. Quite obviously, the most important one there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hazel Guppy/Gemmima. She is awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catherine Barkley/Luke Geneva. She is also awesome.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Laura Simpson/Saura Limpson/Jenack Jram. She amuses me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beckyyy. She can't carve chickens. It's fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ollie/Cheryl. He can carve chickens. He just didn't tell us that till the end.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Louise. She can carve chickens slightly better than Becky can.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shanz. He ran away for about 20 minutes, but he came back so it's fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two somerfield roast chickens. They were half price, so it's fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;6 deli wraps.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One french stick&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mayonnaise. I don't know why.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Radish. Yay Radish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tomatoes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doritos - Lightly salted and Tangy cheese.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Kipling angel slices.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;We managed to steal some cutlery from marks and spencers - I say steal, it was supposed to be free, only it was supposed to be free when you're actually buying something, not just to random people from the street. They didn't say that though, so it's fine. I had an interesting assortment of chairs - four wooden ones from my patio ("It's a retard chair! it's andrew, in wood form!"), one fold-up cow chair from my room, one old wood and metal fold up chair (that kept falling over, I should know, I sat on it), and a backpack stool (it's a backpack AND a stool. Wow.) - If you count that, then count the guest list, you will realise that we had 7 chairs, and 8 people. we also had 7 plates, cups, forks.. But it was fine, 'cause laura sat on the floor and, let's face it, wraps make good plates anyways. Becky was sat at the head of the (fold up, briefcase-like) table, so insisted that she must carve the chicken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file011a.bebo.com/14/large/2007/08/23/20/15355705a5360746005l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously, she did so very well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file011a.bebo.com/14/large/2007/08/23/20/15355705a5360746429l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mayonnaise was mistaken for dips for the doritos, but I managed to explain that it was mayonnaise before anyone decided to test the "dips" theory.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and cheryl's wrap fell on the floor.. but that just made me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.videoegg.com/videoegg/loader.swf" flashvars="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://download.videoegg.com/gid329/cid1124/5I/PV/1187962322m4P1VJmH76tyi0dNvu3F&amp;amp;autoPlay=false&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;amp;logo=&amp;allowFullscreen=true" quality="high" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale" wmode="window" name="VE_Player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bebo.com/watchtv"&gt;Watch More Videos&lt;/a&gt;        Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://bebo.com/watchuser/15355705"&gt;Dani&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file011a.bebo.com/14/large/2007/08/23/20/15355705a5360755130l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file011a.bebo.com/14/large/2007/08/23/20/15355705a5360747713l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catherine's hell (L-R: Cheryl, Catherine, Shanz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file011a.bebo.com/14/large/2007/08/23/20/15355705a5360756825l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L-R: Hazel, Louise)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file011a.bebo.com/2/large/2007/08/23/20/15355705a5360946661l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory for laura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file015a.bebo.com/8/large/2007/08/23/20/15355705a5360933413l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anger for becky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file015b.bebo.com/3/large/2007/08/23/20/519329620a5360869599l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(L-R: Haz, Me, Laura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="425" height="350" src="http://static.videoegg.com/videoegg/loader.swf" FlashVars="bgColor=FFFFFF&amp;file=http://download.videoegg.com/gid329/cid1124/O2/RE/1187962791AXFKDxKbBsh2INFhGtch&amp;autoPlay=false&amp;forcePlay=false&amp;logo=&amp;allowFullscreen=true" quality="high" allowScriptAccess="always" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" scale="noscale"wmode="window" name="VE_Player" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://bebo.com/watchtv"&gt;Watch More Videos&lt;/a&gt;  &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://bebo.com/watchuser/15355705"&gt;www.bebo.com/whaaaaaatever&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, that's it. 100 new things..  only 266 more to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-5578540653619868863?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/100-dinner-party-in-field.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-1412047200633837134</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 10:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T06:30:30.424Z</atom:updated><title>#99 - the birthday card.</title><description>Catherine, Hazel and Myself created a series of birthday cards for our lovely friend caitlin. It started with catherine's card, in which pete wentz and ryan ross both declared their love for caitlin.. then it was my card, containing this image:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rs67C_PHJtI/AAAAAAAAABs/DTtvPGgFXGE/s1600-h/caitlincardyay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rs67C_PHJtI/AAAAAAAAABs/DTtvPGgFXGE/s320/caitlincardyay.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102221087866300114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rs67C_PHJtI/AAAAAAAAABs/DTtvPGgFXGE/s1600-h/caitlincardyay.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt; Yes, that is caitlin in their thought bubble. Finally, Hazel's card will show the ending to the caitlin wars saga. I don't know who will win.. I don't think anyone knows who will win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rs67C_PHJtI/AAAAAAAAABs/DTtvPGgFXGE/s1600-h/caitlincardyay.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-1412047200633837134?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/99-birthday-card.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rs67C_PHJtI/AAAAAAAAABs/DTtvPGgFXGE/s72-c/caitlincardyay.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-288639718649716386</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Aug 2007 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-24T10:57:46.508Z</atom:updated><title>#98 - Sign up for twitterfeed</title><description>basically, my twitter, which I had not updated in quite some time, will now be updated with shortened versions of my latest blog posts. Which means it will cut off half way through sentences, but hey, it was a new thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-288639718649716386?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/98-sign-up-for-twitterfeed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-5163019177004007132</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Aug 2007 11:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-21T11:34:39.409Z</atom:updated><title>#97 - Fritters on.. monday - Frijj</title><description>I am a yazoo person, you can blame cheryl for that. So today, I thought I would try frijj. Cheryl's description of it was: "it's retard yeast. it tastes like someone ate a load of yeast, then spat it into a bottle and blended it with some strawberries."&lt;br /&gt;After that description, I was not particularly looking forward to trying frijj. However, it would be an all new thing, and thus I did try it. And cheryl's description was basically exactly right.. except I couldn't taste the strawberries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go and buy some yazoo instead. But not chocolate yazoo.. never chocolate yazoo. That will be all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-5163019177004007132?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/97-fritters-on-monday-frijj.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-1883354327410046153</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-20T11:43:50.215Z</atom:updated><title>#96 - pineapple</title><description>I'd never cut a pineapple up before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pineapple tasted a bit funny, but that was not so much my fault as it was the fact that it was a bit old. ah well, I'm still proud of me for not cutting my finger off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-1883354327410046153?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/96-pineapple.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-5861992199810037105</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 18:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T06:30:30.606Z</atom:updated><title>#95 - Pokemon convention!</title><description>I liked pokemon when it originally was popular. The thing is, at the time I was about 7. I mean, I was pretty obsessed.. but I was 7. So it was not really a big deal for me.  It's not like I would actually go somewhere, just for pokemon. I had a couple of gameboy games, sure, and I had a couple of hundred pokemon cards (oh dear, that's quite a lot actually), but I'd never been to a pokemon convention before. And that's where all new year comes in.. the pokemon summer day camp, toys-r-us cardiff, 18th August 2007. The whole aim of the day was to get a free mew download (for those of you who don't know, mew is a pokemon). I was invited - half-jokingly - by haz, who was going with rhys and rhys's friend, jack. Somehow, I think that none of them actually expected me to come, I mean, I don't actually LIKE pokemon.. nor do I have any pokemon games.. or know anything about pokemon whatsoever. But I could not turn down an all new thing opportunity such as this, oh no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After an interesting car journey from caldicot, during which a small child was staring at me (it would seem that small children, medium sized children and in fact large children find me quite interesting), we arrived at toys r us to see a large queue. the first person that I noticed was a girl dressed in a home-made pokemon costume - a green thing with a large red spike on her chest. I was quite terrified. after quite a long time of queueing, at one point in the wrong queue, we finally reached the 'trainer cards'. We had to fill out our Name, age, trainer name (for which I put "monkey", I don't know what I was supposed to put..) and challenge completed (I left that one blank, it's fine.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had a pokemon related quiz to complete. I left two of the answers blank, although I COULD have written banana and tom, in hindsight. I also had to fill out some personal details, e-mail address etc.. then we were told to go and collect our pokemon goodie bags. after about 10 minutes of searching the store (we took a nice photo in the high school musical section, 'cause we're cool like that) we eventually found a man handing out the goodie bags. we followed him around without saying anything for a couple of minutes - I don't really know why - and then we asked about the goodie bags. they contained: stickers, posters, a booklet of some sort and a school timetable that we can fill in next year. Jack and rhys attempted to download a second mew - they failed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all, the pokemon convention was okay. We didn't get a chance to play "pokemon battle revolution" on Wii, nor did we have our faces painted. however, we did see this guy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rsi1xvPHJsI/AAAAAAAAABk/meqOmI6FdKs/s1600-h/anty+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rsi1xvPHJsI/AAAAAAAAABk/meqOmI6FdKs/s320/anty+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100526444095153858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought he was dressed as a dead christmas tree with balloons on his head... but that's just me. anyway, he made it all worthwile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-5861992199810037105?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/95-pokemon-convention.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1uvHMcpyv8w/Rsi1xvPHJsI/AAAAAAAAABk/meqOmI6FdKs/s72-c/anty+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-6711039498506353366</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Aug 2007 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-19T18:26:56.500Z</atom:updated><title>#94 - Fritters on Friday - Tinned pears</title><description>I have never before realised how much of an idiot I sound when I talk. Perhaps I should just stop altogether. Also, sorry for the bad filming and bad editing... I am an idiot. it's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6TwI6zdpqNo"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6TwI6zdpqNo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinned pears: meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-6711039498506353366?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/94-fritters-on-friday-tinned-pears.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-6691226283655670552</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2007 11:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-17T11:32:07.939Z</atom:updated><title>#93 - funky cherry hair dye - update</title><description>Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file034a.bebo.com/13/large/2007/06/28/15/15355705a4818444856l.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://file025a.bebo.com/10/large/2007/08/17/11/15355705a5300641149l.jpg" height="250" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't work too well, but it's not bad.. I thought the dye would've run out halfway through my hair, that could've been interesting..  but nope, it covered it all. and it washed off my forehead, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more adventures later&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-6691226283655670552?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/93-funky-cherry-hair-dye-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-6383687687039318625</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Aug 2007 20:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-16T20:11:24.728Z</atom:updated><title>#93 - funky cherry hair dye</title><description>at the moment, I have a bright red forehead and a dark blue towel around my shoulders. In 7 minutes or so, however, I will supposedly have red/purple hair. somehow I doubt this, but it could be interesting to find out. wish me luck, updates as soon as I get photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-6383687687039318625?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/93-funky-cherry-hair-dye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287521778585120818.post-3241250137099802301</guid><pubDate>Thu, 16 Aug 2007 11:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-08-16T11:52:01.438Z</atom:updated><title>#92 - create a bebo skin</title><description>now, there were several large flaws in this plan:&lt;br /&gt;- bebo tells you to use photoshop, I only have paint shop pro.&lt;br /&gt;- I have no graphics skills whatsoever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of this means that any bebo skin I should create would be absolute rubbish. so I didn't really try too hard. I'm not going to link you to it, it's too shameful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I still created one, and that's all that matters, isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelove&lt;br /&gt;dani x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/287521778585120818-3241250137099802301?l=whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://whaaaaaatever.blogspot.com/2007/08/92-create-bebo-skin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Darnelle/Courtney/Dani)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>