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  <title>Unwanted Sk8er</title>
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  <updated>2003-07-14T19:43:17Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:4300</id>
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    <title>Raaaah!</title>
    <published>2003-07-14T19:43:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-14T19:43:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today has been a good day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short day at work so finished at 1pm, then went to get my tongue bar changed over as I'd had the original one in for a week so had it changed for a shorter one now the swelling's almost all gone down. I can now talk without it twatting against the back of my teeth, and can now eat wihout catching the damn thing. Hurrah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have tomorrow off which is even better!  Have no idea what I'm gonna do with meself but I'm sure I'll find something to amuse me  :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:4007</id>
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    <title>Maternal update</title>
    <published>2003-07-10T18:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-10T18:11:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OK... I think mum's getting used to the whole "me having a pierced tongue" thing now. She's actually talking to me now. It appears my dad kinda stepped in and made a few comments along the lines of "it's his body" blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She still doesn't want to actually see it though.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:3628</id>
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    <title>unwantedsk8er @ 2003-07-08T17:05:00</title>
    <published>2003-07-08T16:05:38Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-08T16:05:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OK, what the hell is my mother's problem??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my tongue pierced yesterday and she's reacting to it as if I've killed someone! Ever since yesterday afternoon I've been getting the cold silent treatment. I can't see what the big deal is... she KNEW I wanted to get it done and yet it's like the biggest shock in the world to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she forgets that I'm 23 years old and make my own decisions without needing her approval or permission. I've done this because it's something I've wanted to do for a very long time, and I've only just plucked up the courage to do it. Apparently the fact I wanted it means nothing to my mother... she's pissed at me and boy does she want me to know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like getting pissed at me is even gonna change anything... I've had it done and nothing will change that. If it carries on for much longer I'm gonna get my dad to talk to her and try to make her see sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live like this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:3398</id>
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    <title>Meh</title>
    <published>2003-06-12T19:33:08Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-12T19:33:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oops... haven't updated this damn thing since April.  Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm sick... and that's all I have to report.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:3106</id>
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    <title>Dear dear diary, you wanna know my secrets?...</title>
    <published>2003-04-26T22:03:39Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-26T22:03:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... you're the only one that I know will keep them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh who am I kidding?  YOU'RE ON THE INTERNET!!!   *ahem*  Little moment of silliness over.   Today was a VERY good day... I got asked out by a guy I work with!!  This has NEVER happened before so I'm quite stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what happened was this:  I wandered into the warehouse at work and was met by a barrage of questions from Karl, a workmate from out booze department.  It turned out he'd been asked to find out about me by Phillip from our entertainment department because he's interested in me but was too shy to talk to me (bless 'im!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just as I was leaving work tonight Phillip sent Karl over to me to get my number (still too shy to do it himself) and he phoned me tonight.  We talked for about an hour and during that time he managed to pluck up the courage to ask me out... to which I said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going out after work on Wednesday night so hopefully it'll go well.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:2945</id>
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    <title>La de da...</title>
    <published>2003-04-25T17:38:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-25T17:38:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Suppose I should update the ol' journal really since it's been close to a week since my last musings.  Once again not a whole lot to report really... most exciting thing beng that I booked tickets to see Christina Aguilera in November this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to report that I'm now over the Jonathan situation.  I wrote a kinda poem type thing on AlanisUtopia about it which helped get out most of my anger over the situation.  I guess that's what it was like for Alanis when she wrote You Oughta Know... all the pent-up anger that was directed at the guy in question could finally be released and you'd free yourself from the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In with anger, out with love... and all that hippy crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have spent a lot of this past week absorbing myself in Madonna's new album American Life, now that I actually have it on CD and am not reduced to low quality mp3's as I was last week.  Now that I've had time with the album I can honestly say that even though it's not her best work (far from it in fact) it's definatley among her most personal and introspective to date.  I'm still absolutely hooked on the song Nothing Fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am now on WinMX looking for songs to download.  I always have a mental list of songs to look for but as soon as I log on my mind goes blank!  How frustrating is that!  Still... seeing Christina in about 6 months so am happy, lol</content>
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    <title>Terminally single</title>
    <published>2003-04-21T17:00:34Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-21T17:00:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today is not a good day.  I've just found out that the nice guy I met last week has "found his Mr Right"... and it sure as hell ain't me.  Is it too much to ask that for once I can find a guy who'll be honest with me and TELL me if he's not interested, not just forget I exist after one date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I say date... that's what it was INTENDED to be anyway.  He turned up with his fucking flatmate, which I took to be a bad sign to start with.  Anyway, we went to a local gay bar and it was karaoke night so any chance of getting to know each other over the noise was gone from the start so I asked him if he'd like to go out on a proper date with me on Thursday night.  He said he'd check if he was free and let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He still hasn't phoned or anything, and I just saw him come online with the username "Jonathan has found his Mr Right".  Talk about a kick in the fucking teeth.  Why couldn't he have just said that he wasn't interested and that he just wanted to be friends?  Is that so hard to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I say fuck it... if this is what dating's all about then I think I'm gonna be better off staying single.  Much less chance of getting hurt that way.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:2330</id>
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    <title>... and you know I'm satisfied!</title>
    <published>2003-04-15T22:53:19Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-15T22:58:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck Me Hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent tonight listening to Madonna's new album "American Life", which isn't released until next week!!! My friend Sandie's friend Alex is part of some webgroup that got hold of the album and he sent the mp3's to Sandie, who in turn sent them to me. There are only 3 songs we haven't heard yet but I've already decided that this album is my soundtrack for 2003.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00008X8NV.02.MZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:2086</id>
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    <title>Nothing important happened today</title>
    <published>2003-04-11T17:12:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-11T17:12:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Following on from yesterday's debauchery, I've spent today sitting in front of the ol' computer downloading various albums from WinMX. Am frustratingly skint right now (as am on reduced wage during training period in new job) so am reduced to downloading albums instead of buying them for the time being. At the moment the only album I'm gonna actually be buying is the new Madonna album which comes out a few days after I've been paid (perfect timing!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am now gonna go eat dinner...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:1952</id>
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    <title>Finally!  He gets some action!!!</title>
    <published>2003-04-10T21:49:46Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-10T21:49:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">That's right... I am no longer a born-again virgin!!! After what feels like a lifetime since my last sexual encounter with another human being, I spent the afternoon in the company of my friend Stuart having rampant sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen Stuart in something like 2 years (which was when we last bumped uglies as it happens) and on Tuesday night he messaged me out of the blue after seeing me online. We sent messages back and forth all night and arranged to meet up for a cup of tea and a chat this afternoon.  We had the tea and the chat... then the sex  ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I walked home from his flat I felt like such a slut... and I loved it!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:1678</id>
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    <title>Blast from the past</title>
    <published>2003-04-08T18:25:08Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-08T18:25:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So picture this... I'm quite innocently surfing on Gaydar this afternoon (don't laugh!) and all of a sudden I get a private message from a guy I had a few... um... encounters with a year or so ago.  Now, we didn't exactly part on the best of terms so to get a message from him at all took me by surprise... but then he dropped the biggest bombshell of them all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE COULDN'T EVEN REMEMBER MY FUCKING NAME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn't seem to think it was that big a deal.  But why would he?  He only ever seemed to contact me when he was lonely and horny (yet he claimed that he wanted us to become more than friends) so it's hardly surprising he never bothered to learn my name.  He couldn't even remember why I was mad at him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows now though.  Oh boy does he know  now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all he could say was "I'm sorry".   Stupid prick.  Anyway, I seriously doubt I'll ever be bothered by him again so I think that calls for a celebration!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:unwantedsk8er:1322</id>
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    <title>Betrayal... an update</title>
    <published>2003-04-06T20:21:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-06T20:21:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fucking hell... last night's revelations of betrayal have escalated to new heights.  The fucktwat involved is so fucking deluded that he actually believes he was DEFENDING her, regarding a sick comment made about her on the forum.  Whether the intention was in her defence or not that still didn't give him the right to do what he did.  He still can't see that he's in the wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now certain other forum members (who actually dislike my friend) have jumped on the bandwagon and are defending the little prick's actions.  Would they have been so quick if it had been THEIR secrets he divulged??  I fucking doubt it.  If that was the case they'd be up in arms over it!!  Just because it happened to someone they don't like, apparently that makes it ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate people dammit.  I'm gonna go live on Mars.</content>
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    <title>Some people make me sick!!!</title>
    <published>2003-04-05T22:30:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-05T22:30:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh man, some people deserve BAD things to happen to them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just found out that a very good friend of mine has been betrayed by someone she trusted. The little fuck has taken everything she told him about her life whilst under the influence (including some very personal stuff relating to some problems in her life) and posted it on a fucking message forum for all to see!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of bastard would do this??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not like he only told one person (as we first thought... although this would still be totally unforgivable)... to post it on a fucking FORUM where ANYONE can see it!!! How low can you get??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I'm not naming any names, I know this little jerk posts on a forum that I'm a member of so there's a fair chance he'll know about this journal. I really hope he sees this... and realises just what he's done.</content>
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    <title>Bleh</title>
    <published>2003-04-05T19:37:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-05T19:37:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck all to report once again. Oh Live Journal how I disappoint thee. I should really find a life. And soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr!!</content>
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    <title>Friday night...</title>
    <published>2003-04-04T21:31:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-04T21:31:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 10:30pm on a Friday night and I'm at home on the internet. Why? Because I have no damn money and I have to be at work at 8am tomorrow. GRRRR!!! Why do I have to work weekends? Why? WHY DAGNAMMIT??</content>
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    <title>The first entry!!!</title>
    <published>2003-04-04T18:21:54Z</published>
    <updated>2003-04-04T18:21:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OK, I've always been shite at keeping diaries of any kind so let's see if this is any different. Nothing exciting has happened today so I'll start writing stuff as and when it happens.</content>
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