<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678</id><updated>2011-12-14T03:54:15.865Z</updated><title type='text'>babz' corner</title><subtitle type='html'>As good as gold ( :</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116534074225092670</id><published>2006-12-05T17:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-05T17:45:42.276Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i know i aint blogged for ages but ive been very busy doing very little and its been great! I ve finished my job at the office and im only workin weekends at  the moment. Ive been catchin up on the old daytime tv iv missed out on in the last 5 months and ive been gettin alot of shut eye rarely gettin up before 10 o clock ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho tonite im goin out for a drink wit Nami and Daz at the SPOONS!!! Im very happy cuz iv been barred from the spoons for ages and now im allowed back in there. All the staff were barred it was soo annoyin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow im goin to town to finish my christmas shoppin wit Daz! I love shopping yay! At the moment im listening to the new Disney classics cd, its quite good actually. Any who gotta go Home and away starts at 6 so i need to get cosy for that lol. byee il blog soon promise! xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116534074225092670?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116534074225092670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116534074225092670' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116534074225092670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116534074225092670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-i-know-i-aint-blogged-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116306662048766767</id><published>2006-11-09T09:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-09T10:03:40.486Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/1600/africa2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/320/africa2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/1600/africa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/320/africa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in July next year im goin to Africa, and iv decided its about time i started to raise some money.. Im goin to Madascar for a month and im very excited. So i need fundraising ideas!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone got any ideas??????????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/1600/africa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116306662048766767?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116306662048766767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116306662048766767' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116306662048766767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116306662048766767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-in-july-next-year-im-goin-to-africa.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116299721226653635</id><published>2006-11-08T14:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-08T14:46:52.676Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So here it is, my account of the last year with Daz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah ive always known Daz and his family, but i never use to speak to them, when my dad use to speak to his dad i used to just hide behind my dad, cuz i was very very small and shy and daz and co were were very very big.&lt;br /&gt; Well it all started off at 6th form at Kingsfield, he started goin to the church so it kinda gave us the opportunity to speak to each other. This went on for a while and at this point i didnt fancy him we were mates. Then one day we walked bk from school togeather and i wrote him a note so he cud get out of his last lesson. I dotn remember when i first started to like him but i remember us flirtin on his birthday in town when he was trying to chuck me in the fountains.&lt;br /&gt; So i knew he fancied me for a while and i was wondering when he was gonna ask me out, i waited and waited and waited, and had many conversations with sam about when he was gonna ask. Then on a wednesday nite when i was doin coursework at home and he txt me, i cant remember wot he sed but he didnt ask me out still, so i text him bk asking when he was gonna ask me out lol, i was very too the point. Then he txt me the most lovely things and i sed yes&lt;br /&gt; On thursday nite daz and Dan met us after dance and things were very awkward. I remember the first time we held hands, it was when loads of us were at Weston, we'd been brushin hands for ages and we eventually just did it. Our first kiss was outside darren and saras old house.&lt;br /&gt; So its a year on and now im movin in with him and stuff, weve had our ups and down, 1 breakup and unfortunately his brother passin away and stuff. But were stronger than ever and were gonna spend our whole lifes togeather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116299721226653635?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116299721226653635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116299721226653635' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116299721226653635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116299721226653635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-here-it-is-my-account-of-last-year.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116297862495091193</id><published>2006-11-08T09:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:37:04.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I dont know if anybody else feels like this but i often feel like people see me as a totally different person to what i see myself. I feel like people dont understand me and they see me how they want to. So im gonna tell you who i think i am....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im confident but im also vulnerable- People dont often see the vulnerable side of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate arguments- Even though people dont see that when i am in an argument, cuz im a very defensive person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see myself as very determined, adventurous, spontanious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very honest, and like to look after people, id put anyone before myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who do u guys think i am?... Please be honest...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116297862495091193?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116297862495091193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116297862495091193' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116297862495091193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116297862495091193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-dont-know-if-anybody-else-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116290162238078192</id><published>2006-11-07T11:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-07T12:13:42.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday evening me and Daz sorted out my bedroom. It wasnt fun and there were a few tears, but we got there in the end. Basically i chucked away alot of my things that i hadnt had the heart to chuck away before, cuz mostly every item is a memory. Anyway we ended up with 5 bin bag fulls of my things to throw away, and i wittled down most of my belongings to about 3 boxes. Now most of my stuff is at Dazs house or collected by the binmen this morning, or going to the charity shop.&lt;br /&gt;  The next task is to sort out my clothes, The thing is i havent grown in about 5 years so i still have some of my clothes from then lol. I dont  even wear  half of it and some  of it has still got the tags on.&lt;br /&gt;  My bed is coming today, being delivered at Dazs, yay! I cant wait. As Loz and Tom has put there daily intake of food for the day on here i thought id do it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday i ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Flake Yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;A Packet of Prawn Cocktail crisps&lt;br /&gt;Spag bowl&lt;br /&gt;cadburys chocolate&lt;br /&gt;box of chips with ketchup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear no fruit and veg lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116290162238078192?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116290162238078192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116290162238078192' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116290162238078192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116290162238078192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-evening-me-and-daz-sorted.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116246012717162866</id><published>2006-11-02T09:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-02T09:35:27.183Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So anyone who has to leave there house at ridiculous hour in the morning, knows that for the last couple of days the cold weather is really biting, the temperaturehas just dropped. I feel like im walking into a block of ice every morning. But dont dispair because while i was reading the metro this mornin whilst sipping a hot chocolate from mcdonalds i came accross an article mentioning that infact this is going to be the warmest winter on record and the temperature is gonna pick up over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today im leaving work at 12 0 clock cuz i have to go to frenchay hospital later. I ve got to have an operation at some point so today ive got to have some x rays done and i have to see the consultants. No im not fallin apart honest, i have to have something done to this annoying tooth thats decided to inbed itself into the roof of my mouth, they tried to move it with my braces but it didnt work, so much to my reluctance they have sed i have to have this operation. One good thing about it is that il have my braces off quicker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lat night daz came over for dinner, we had fahitas. But we made the mistake we made on the youth holiday and bought the extra hot pack. Anyone who was in my caravan knows how spicey those fahitas were lol. So daz grated near enough the whole block of cheese so we didnt burn off our tastebuds lol and they did taste very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after dinner i had to kick daz out so i could do some choreography for dance... for christamas. I love the dance iv made up i just hope the dancers can pick it up... After i finished i decided to put a face mask on and watch tv.. But about 10 minutes through when the mask had set dazs dad foned me and i had little movement in my face lol, i must of sounded quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who any how thats enough blogging for today!!!! xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116246012717162866?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116246012717162866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116246012717162866' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116246012717162866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116246012717162866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-anyone-who-has-to-leave-there-house.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116239345774235245</id><published>2006-11-01T14:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-01T15:04:17.796Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So November is here, holloween has come and gone, and the cold weather has come to stay.  The time has come when u dress up like an eskimo to keep out the arctic temperatures, and enjoy cosey nites in rapped in a blanket drinking hot chocolate cuddling a hot water bottle and watching tele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at the moment my life consists of waking up at 6 0 clock in the mornin, fighting my way out of bed and quickly chucking on my night gown so i dont freeze. Getting ready and getting on the bus at a deadly 7 15 to get to work in bath. Not fun. My work day consists of 9 til five of invoices, purchase orders and answering the phone to moody people who also hate their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not for long.... cuz i quit.. iv had enough of the borin lifestyle. So i quit. Im now workin in the weatherspoons pub til i sort my life out, which means i wont have to wake up at 6 0 clock for work and il only av a five minute walk to work. I pulled my first pint on sunday, i was very impressed with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is another big change in my life too... Im moving in with daz and his family. Basically cuz ive been really stressed with my rent and everything. and i hate living on my own. So theyv been really good to me and i thank them for that. Im actually really excited about moving in. Were ordering my bed as i type . Im sure some people will have some comments to make about it but me and daz arent bothered. They can try living in my shoes for a day and see wot its like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any whoo gotta go byeee!!! xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116239345774235245?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116239345774235245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116239345774235245' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116239345774235245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116239345774235245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-november-is-here-holloween-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116229491083929603</id><published>2006-10-31T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-10-31T11:41:50.856Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/1600/me%20and%20daz......jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/320/me%20and%20daz......jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin good lol!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116229491083929603?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116229491083929603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116229491083929603' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116229491083929603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116229491083929603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/lookin-good-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116196201208641239</id><published>2006-10-27T15:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T16:13:32.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So its Friday, and tonite instead of doin what most other 18 year old human beings  wil be doin which is goin down town dancin the night away and gettin bladdered im gonna stay in with my gorgeous boyfriend eat curry then watch tv. Im tired, cant be bothered and have the most enormous spots on my face that need to be hid from the world, as they may be mistaken for new planets in the solar system by some scientists as u probably could land a jumbo jet on each of them theyre  that big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many of u wouldve noticed i havent been at church lately and thats cuz iv really been struggling with my faith, im not a proud person so i can admit it. I ve just chosen to take some time out to find out who i am, cuz bein in the church sometimes u lose ur identity by trying to be a good christian (if u get wot im sayin). One good thing that i have realised is that i havent really changed in the last couple of months, i must be a naturally good person(i hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i do notice there is something missin in my life now, so i do need to get back to church, but i know that and i wanna do it in my own time, so thats if anyone was wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne ways, better go and finish my game of solitaire as iv gotten quite good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care peeps xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116196201208641239?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116196201208641239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116196201208641239' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116196201208641239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116196201208641239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-its-friday-and-tonite-instead-of.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116176512483195384</id><published>2006-10-25T09:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T09:33:19.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another boring day at work, the sound of cars, roadworks and an anonymous buzzing sound is lulling me to sleep while im sat in my swivelly chair with nothing to do. Ive dosed my self with pro plus to holt the inevitable chance that il fall asleep in the office. Once again i lost track of time last nite while i was round dazs and didnt get to bed til quite late, way past my bedtime anyway. So im tired, bored, and drugged up with pro plus so it feels like my eyes are being held open with matchsticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to occupy myself at work, ive started playing solitaire on my computer, but im not entirely sure of the rules, so im just blaggin it at the mo. So if anyone could outline the rules in BASIC terms then i would be very happy. But please make it easy to understand for a girl who is bored, tired and drugged up on pro plus. thanx!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116176512483195384?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116176512483195384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116176512483195384' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116176512483195384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116176512483195384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/another-boring-day-at-work-sound-of.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116169677610995520</id><published>2006-10-24T14:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T14:32:56.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Close up of the picture i love, my fa&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/1600/me%20and%20daz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/320/me%20and%20daz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vourite picture of me and daz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116169677610995520?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116169677610995520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116169677610995520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116169677610995520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116169677610995520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/close-up-of-picture-i-love-my.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116161911935941304</id><published>2006-10-23T16:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:58:39.383+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/1600/babz%20and%20daz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7055/1317/320/babz%20and%20daz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I LOVE THIS PICTURE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116161911935941304?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116161911935941304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116161911935941304' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116161911935941304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116161911935941304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-love-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116107408872191558</id><published>2006-10-17T09:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T09:34:48.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I had a wicked time at Butlins over the weekend! We Experienced loads of weird and wonderful things including fetish dancers and gettin groaped by a cat( or a bloke ina cat outfit) but its all the same. I love those times when you laugh your cheeks hurt, and i think we all had that lol. Me, Daz, Gem and Nami had an excellant time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now im back at work, in the real world and i must admit its not as exciting as Butlins. But its ok i suppose. Yesterday evening i went ound Dazas house cuz his ma and dad and craig are away for a couple of days.. We watched an array of soaps and documentaries, very excitin and then he walked me bk... expecting to be in bed and asleep by 10 30 but we ended up chattin outside of my house until 11 30. So needless to say im very tired this am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were in Butlins some sad people took it upon themselves to prank call me. I know who it is and they are very sad people lol. I pity them really.. Puttin on a pathetic welsh accent that i must admit was quite good, but still grow up and get ur own life insted of tryin to worm ur way in to mine lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116107408872191558?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116107408872191558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116107408872191558' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116107408872191558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116107408872191558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-had-wicked-time-at-butlins-over.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116065418061338749</id><published>2006-10-12T12:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T12:56:20.633+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So wot do u do when by makin yourself happy ur hurtin everybody else? But u dont even know wot u want to make urself happy? But wotever it is il upset people by doin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wot do u do when u feel so trapped but u cannot escape cuz by freeing yourself u could be trapping someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i cud run away, but im bein pulled back in so many different directions, and they all seem to be pointing down. ) :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116065418061338749?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116065418061338749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116065418061338749' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116065418061338749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116065418061338749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-wot-do-u-do-when-by-makin-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-116014800144698704</id><published>2006-10-06T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T16:20:01.563+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I havent actually blogged for a few weeks, after this blog im not sure when or if i will blog again. This is because i rarely get a comment on my blog and i very much doubt people even read it which makes bloggin a waste of time.. The only people who do comment .. thanx to them, are people who know near enuf everythin i do anyway. Like Daz and Gemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging just aint the same anymore, and the only reason im bloggin now is cuz im bored.... but writing this blog actually bores me to. il probably set up a myspace at some point.. Maybe... if i can be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wots goin on in my life at the moment.... Um Well it was Dazs birthday on wednesday and i booked the day off work which was excellant. We Went to town then we both felt really tired so we went back to his house and watched tv and didnt move until we went out for his birthday meal at 6 0 clock.. I love lazy days. ive had the flu  and i ddnt go to work or dance yesterday cuz i felt so ill. Tonite i have  a job interview at Chicago rock cafe  straight after work. Then i have youth. Then tomorrow is SATURDAY!!!! yay the weekend so il laze about for the day until the evenin wen im goin out for daz's birthday with the crew which will be fun. And im avin my hair cut tomorrow and i have another job interview in the weatherspoons pub in staple hill thanx to dazs dad who is exellant. Dont know wot id do without daz and his family lol, it was Diane who booked my haircut lol.  Anyway g2g il find some game to go on or somethin bye !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-116014800144698704?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/116014800144698704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=116014800144698704' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116014800144698704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/116014800144698704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-havent-actually-blogged-for-few.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115858838040312872</id><published>2006-09-18T15:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T15:06:20.413+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My Niece Bethany&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the cutest thing ever, she is nearly three months old and already a little madam. She is also very brave too cuz today she is in hospital to have her cleft lip corrected. Infact her operation is happening right now so please keep Bethany and her mummy and daddy in your prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115858838040312872?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115858838040312872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115858838040312872' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115858838040312872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115858838040312872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-niece-bethany-she-is-cutest-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115832394030884883</id><published>2006-09-15T13:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T13:39:02.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgetting!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few days ive had to face up to some things from my past that id buried to the back of my mind so i cud forget about it..... but completely unexpectedly it was starin me right in the face again and i couldnt avoid it anymore. So the last couple of days have been really tough and ive had to make a difficult desician. " Just forget and move on". I cant change the past so wot is the point in lettin it rule the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on wednesday. something happened that made me remember those things from the past .. But i dont think it was by accident. I think God had planned it.. At the moment it is hard for me to admit that this was all Gods plan cuz my walk with God has sidetracked lately, but i really do believe it was him. I think God is workin with me to move on with my life and sortin out one  issue at a time. I dont think this is the only time i am gonna be goin through a transition like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past two days i have been goin over everything in my head, it was really painful and frustratin cuz i couldnt think about anything else, i couldnt focus on anything except from this.&lt;br /&gt;But then i woke up this mornin with a sense of peace that i havent felt in a long time. and there was this feelin on my heart that the past is the past and i have to leave it there... I feel so much better and i know that it doesnt matter, cuz im not even the same person i was all those years ago and ive come so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think God knew that the only way i cud forget about this thing from the past was to tell somebody.. Ive had a secret from the world that ive kept until wednesday, and it was probably eatin away at me for all these years without me even realising it. But when i told darren on wednesday a transition in my life was begginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though im not tellin you wot that secret is, and i probably never will, i cant believe i am actually talkin about it like this, and i cant believe i told darren on wednesday but doin that has probably been one of the best things i cudve done to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose the moral of this is that you cant change your past so forget it, and however bad something seems if u just tell someone it will make it seem so much better. Dont keep things bottled up like i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this can help someone readin this, and im sure this can help someone down the line... its just another chapter to my testimony,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115832394030884883?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115832394030884883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115832394030884883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115832394030884883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115832394030884883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/forgetting-over-last-few-days-ive-had.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115823710140932483</id><published>2006-09-14T13:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T13:36:11.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#dddddd;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you are 20% left brained and 80% right brained&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Right or Left&lt;br /&gt;Brained?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is farely accurate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115823710140932483?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115823710140932483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115823710140932483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115823710140932483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115823710140932483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/left-side-of-your-brain-controls.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115814666620824198</id><published>2006-09-13T12:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:28:27.230+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality Cluster is Extraverted Intuition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/5.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are:&lt;br /&gt;A true wordsmith - a master of wordsOriginal, spontaneous, and a true inspirationHighly energetic, up for any challengeEntertaining and engaging, both to friends and strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalityclusterquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Personality Cluster?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;( From Loz's blog)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115814666620824198?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115814666620824198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115814666620824198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115814666620824198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115814666620824198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-personality-cluster-is-extraverted.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115814615361492932</id><published>2006-09-13T12:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T12:15:53.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NOW IVE HEARD IT ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was lookin at the news on yahoo and i always look at the weird news bit...... and her goes&lt;br /&gt;A fish has been given surgery cuz onlookers at the museum he was in said he was ugly.... A fish avin surgery, no wonder people think its ok and the norm to have plastic surgery these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115814615361492932?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115814615361492932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115814615361492932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115814615361492932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115814615361492932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/now-ive-heard-it-all-so-i-was-lookin_13.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115797219199426195</id><published>2006-09-11T11:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T11:56:32.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Pineapple dance studios!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday me and Nami went to Pineapple dance studios in London. I had to get up at 5 0 clock and Nami got up at 4 30.. We met up on the bus stop at 5 30 to get to town.... The bus didnt turn up so we had to walk to Fishponds to get the night flyer.... When we got on the bus it was really funny cuz the driver looked hangin, he looked like a cartoon character with his eyelids so droopy it looked like he cud rap then around his head lol.  When we went to get the tube to covent garden where pineapple is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The classes were excellent, the teachers were so proffessional and the choreography was excellant , I am definately goin again and im gonna try and make it a regular thing. After we did the classes we still had a few ours until our coach journey home so we went to one of my favourite shops in London, the David and Goliath shop and i got a top with drama queen on it... ive wanted it for ages... After we got on the tube to oxford circus where all the good shops are... I ve never been in such a confined space in my life... I felt like i was in a can of sardines... and it was so hot in there aswell. My feeling of being a sardine didnt end when we got out of the tube eitha cuz the streets were so packed out.. We gave up after a couple of shops and went to victoria  to wait for the coach home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think by then the tiredness really hit us cuz we went really hyper, we went in a weatherspoons to av a dinner and there was this bloke in ther who was really bizzarre and kept pacing up and down the pub and swearing cuz there were no tables, me and nami  found it hysterical. Then when we got out we seen this cross dresser bloke who had a wig on... Nami sed we shud go and ask him where he got his wig from cuz we have a 70s party to go to... haha it was so funny.( you had to be there ofcourse)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home i lived up to my drama queen status cuz i turned in to nikki from big bro. The coach driver must of turned the aircon on cuz cold air was blowing through the coach, it was freezin and i was gettin so irate. I was so glad to get home cuz i was so tired... Darren payed me a visit when i got home and he gave me a massage cuz i was so achy..... thanx babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday and today i feel like and old lady cuz i can hardly bend over but it was definately worth it.&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;Its my little sister sami's 16th birthday today so me and darren are takin her to the Golden dragon in Downend for a chinese... I cant wait cuz i love chinese food. Darren starts college today too. I hope he gets on so well and has an excellent time... he deserves it!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115797219199426195?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115797219199426195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115797219199426195' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115797219199426195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115797219199426195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/pineapple-dance-studios-on-saturday-me.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115773026177735664</id><published>2006-09-08T16:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T16:44:21.790+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This blog is especially for the special person in my life, the one who i love so much it hurts. I cant imagine being without him, cuz he is that big piece of my heart that has been missing for a long time. I now have a complete heart, its completely restored. We have been through good and bad times, we have laughed, cried  and laughed some more . Actually we are one, we are two parts of a circuit and when we are togeather sparks fly,there is a perfect connection. I dont need to say any names cuz he knows who he is. Al i need to say is I LOVE YOU!!! XXX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115773026177735664?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115773026177735664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115773026177735664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115773026177735664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115773026177735664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-blog-is-especially-for-special.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115771241471928877</id><published>2006-09-08T11:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:48:56.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weird and the wonderful- things you need to know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;An off fact- Butterflies taste with their feet...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;here are some more&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the human heart creates enough pressure to squirt blood 30ft in the air&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A crocodile always grows new teeth to replace old teeth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;slugs have four noses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thomas edeson who invented the lighbulb was afraid of the dark&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taphephobia is the fear of bein buried alive &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115771241471928877?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115771241471928877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115771241471928877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115771241471928877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115771241471928877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/weird-and-wonderful-things-you-need-to.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115762138397227844</id><published>2006-09-07T10:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T10:29:43.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yesterday i was feeling really down in the dumps! Ive been quite down lately cuz i hate havin to work all the time and then being too tired to go out and have fun in the evenings. Really my evenings have consisted of gettin in, cookin dinner then gettin in bed and watching television. Daz is really good tho, he comes and keeps me company. I also really want my own flat aswell, i hate just havin one room and i cant have people round cuz its not my place and its awkward, so certain peeps who get offended when they cant come round its cuz i have my bedroom and thats it. Im lookin at flats at the moment but staple hill is really popular so it hard. Any way the last two evenings ive fought through the tiredness and gone out and did something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday night darren came round and i cooked curry, then we went to the weatherspoons and had dessert and a drink.... then we went for a trek down to vassels, it was so good to get out i really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last night me and darren met up with gemma and we went to the weatherspoons, i had such a good night, i was so depressed during the day but i had such a good night so thanx gem and daz. We talked about everything from x faxctor to travellin to gemma goin to uni and ofcourse daz had to get football in ther somehow lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next couple of days are busy too, tonite is dance, on friday i have youth club cuz ive just become a youth leader.. then saturday me and nami are goin to pineapple dance studios in london for the day to do dance lessons. our coach is 7:30 in the mornin....ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Monday is my little sisters 16th birthday aswell... So me and daz are takin her out for a chinese meal, i cant believe she is gonna  be 16! i still treat her like a kid sometimes lol, when we cross a road il still go to grab her hand its so funny. were like best mates, we go shoppin togeva, and watch films and stuff. But like a little sister she can still be annoyin sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the 20th of this month me and darren are goin to watch grease at the hippodrome, and were goin to see beauty and the beast, i want to see cats aswell. Im trying to persuade darren to go and see peter pan on christmas eve too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do believe in fairies!!! (clapping hands)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115762138397227844?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115762138397227844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115762138397227844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115762138397227844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115762138397227844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-yesterday-i-was-feeling-really-down.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115755339620591947</id><published>2006-09-06T15:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T15:36:36.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WISHLIST-     1- to have a flat of my own&lt;br /&gt;                           2- to not av to work all the time&lt;br /&gt;                           3- to  have two dances made up by tomorrow for dance&lt;br /&gt;                           4- to actually know wot songs im gonna use&lt;br /&gt;                           5- All of the above&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115755339620591947?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115755339620591947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115755339620591947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115755339620591947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115755339620591947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/wishlist-1-to-have-flat-of-my-own-2-to.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115738462639038493</id><published>2006-09-04T16:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T16:43:46.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How ironic!!!!!!!! Steve Irwin grew up with deadly and dangerous animals for since he was a kid and never got seriously hurt... Only to get hurt by a potentially harmless animal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who dont know he recieved a fatal bite to the heart by a stingray whilst filming a documentary in queensland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Crikey" alike his famous catchphrase.&lt;br /&gt;............................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i have a rant to make! They say Bath is spose to be nicer than bristol.... Well i disagree!&lt;br /&gt;I think bath is filthy and their is a plague of pigeons here... You cant move without gettin dived at or havin them peck at your feet for crumbs... If guns were legal id carry one all the time and if they got too close id blow their brains out... Its cuz people feed the stupid animals.... if u dont feed them then hopefully they will go extinct and die out. So i beg every1 who reads this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" PLEASE NEVER FEED PIGEONS AGAIN!!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also saw a disgusting dead mouse when i was walking to work.. it was right in the middle of the path.... when i was walking past i made sure i steered clear incase it came back to life... It couldnt of been their long cuz i looked like it was just asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also seagulls are a big problem in bath... Not as bad as pigeons but they are still dirty and horrible... Apparently the government are spending £10.000 trying to curb the problem with seagulls, they should spend the money gettin rid of pigeons instead. Ayway they have been making nests in the offices by my work. There is bird poo everywhere... its revolting. And they always get ran over by cars and i have to see them every day splattered on the floor.. No 1 wants to see it... Especially the girls who hates seeing dead animals...especially birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about Bath... Its too small, The paths are too small and people bang into to you.. It drives me insane .... and then you trip over pigeons cuz they take over the path too... or they fly in your face....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrrrr!!!! Rant over ............................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115738462639038493?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115738462639038493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115738462639038493' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115738462639038493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115738462639038493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-ironic-steve-irwin-grew-up-with.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115701761206569949</id><published>2006-08-31T10:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T10:46:52.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!!!! Havent posted for time but here goes!!! Ive had the most annoying week ever, I was really excited about the weekend because Daz was comin back from his holiday in butlins and it was a Bank holiday weekend so i also got Monday off. So i was really happy in work and even happier when i finished. When I got off the bus Daz was waiting for me, We gave each other the biggest hug in the world, it was like one of those old war films when the soldier returns form war and you havent saw each other for months and months, But it had only been 5 days. I had a fat grin on my face aswell as usual when i see him after a long day at work. Anyway we went round to my house and i made my dinner and he gave me my presents. Then we just hugged and watched tele and he said he was never gonna leave em again which made even happier. Spose ur thinkin that doesnt sound like an annoying week at all, so il get to the point. Abit later we went and met up with the Nami and Sam and we went to the pub for a drink and Nami and Sam got the most greasy Pepperoni Pizza in the world, it was dripping!!! Then my friend txt me and we decided to go to town clubbing.... I was really in the mood for a party so i sed yeh!!!! I went to get changed and said goodbye to everyone then went to my mates house and we got a taxi to town. I had an excellent night and the next day i met up with my little sister Sami and we went to Weston for the day..... ( Stil doesnt sound annoying i know, im gettin ther ( :    &lt;br /&gt;Well we bought some  chips and started to walk to the pier.... On the way i saw the most amazing shop eva, a pink shop! When we got to the pier i started to feel  weird, i had a really bad headache and i felt sick, I thought i just overdone it the night before but I got worse and worse and couldnt stop bein sick! I eventually got home from Weston and went straight to bed, Where ive been led feeling sorry for myself since saturday  ! Except from when i went to the doctors and they said i had a Viral infection and had to take it easy for a week, and drink fizzy drink. How Bizzarre! A doctor tellin u to drink fizzy drink. Anyway so to get to the point I didnt get a weekend and i had to take two days off work, and i still feel like crap now but im bk at work. Im definately gonna make up this weekend if i feel  well enough!!!! Il stop tellin u my life story now and get back to some work!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115701761206569949?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115701761206569949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115701761206569949' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115701761206569949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115701761206569949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello-havent-posted-for-time-but-here.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115338378969639931</id><published>2006-07-20T09:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T09:23:09.706+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>iiiimmmm sooooo tiiirrreeed! Ive had to many nights of being deprived of 9 hours sleep! I need sleep. on the bus coming to work i really couldnt stay awake, i had to get off the bus early and walk because it was so embarrassing that i couldnt stay awake. I actually got into bed at about 10 40 ish but i stil didnt get enough sleep. I think its worse cuz tuesday nite i hardly slept at all because it was so hot, and it was the same last nite. Im trying Namis way of staying awake and have bought some caffiene tablets... Hopefuly they work cuz if not il fall asleep in work and that will be the most embarrassing thing ever. For the next couple of nights im gonna get loads of sleep cuz on the youth holiday il get none. aaaahhhh! Babz with no sleep is not good. Im abit obsessed about sleep arent i ( :  Anyway i better go do some work!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115338378969639931?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115338378969639931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115338378969639931' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115338378969639931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115338378969639931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/07/iiiimmmm-sooooo-tiiirrreeed-ive-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115329674365834311</id><published>2006-07-19T08:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T09:12:23.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhh! The worst thing ever just happened. I put the code in to get into the office and the alarm went off and i didnt know the code. Usually they lock the door when the alarm is on but somebody stayed back late so it was left unlocked. I had to cope with that searing noise for 10 hole minutes, thats not good at 8 30 in the morning. I now have a headache and im not a happy bunny. Im sure il get over it in five minutes. Yesterday i was very proud of myself cuz ive been putting off a mountain load of ironing and i actually did it last nite..... I hate ironing!  I had to get it done for the youth holiday. im gonna pack tonite cuz i always leave things til the last minute. Only 3 more full days til the youth holiday!!!! yay. Im so excited but its a shame the weather wont be the same as this week. wow! Today is the hottest day in 100 years, How cool is that.&lt;br /&gt;In October a few of us are going to ibiza..... No not hot sunny place, but the united kingdom of ibiza... in Butlins, its going to be so fun. I love Butlins its amazing. something even more cool is im gonna drive everything up there. Better go do some work. C ya all very soon. probably most of you later! byee! xxxxxxxxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115329674365834311?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115329674365834311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115329674365834311' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115329674365834311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115329674365834311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/07/ahhhhh-worst-thing-ever-just-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115288466228943075</id><published>2006-07-14T14:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T14:44:22.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiya! Im sat here in the office writing my blog. I thought now im at a computer near enough all day every day id right a blog more often but i havent, Ive just been out for my lunch with my workmates. We went for a curry, I had chicken Korma and naan it was so good. Ive been on a bit of a diet so this was my treat to myself. I also had half a stella cuz the boys had bought some cans and i felt like i shouldnt be rude and not take it. But i havent been drinkin alcohol cuz its got loads of calories in but half a can wont hurt i spose. I want to look my best for all those youth holiday pictures or il just regret it later. Its only 8 days til the youth holiday im so excited. I hope its gonna be really hot cuz im not goin abroad this year so the only chance of me gettin a tan is if the british weather is good. Im gonna go on the sunbeds tomorrow and on wednesday to top my limited tan up.... I dont ever go on a sunbed anymore so it wont be too bad goin twice in one week. Work is goin really well at the moment, those of you who dont know i have started a new job in an office.... I thought it would be really boring but its not at all, The senior administrator who i work with is so cool and we have good chats.  Life is good at the moment too, I have mt new job, my new home, a beautiful gorgeous niece and i have Darren and were gettin on really well!!!!!!!!! Things are just good. Anyway better go and do some work!!!! byee ( :&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115288466228943075?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115288466228943075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115288466228943075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115288466228943075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115288466228943075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/07/hiya-im-sat-here-in-office-writing-my.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-115217586020425002</id><published>2006-07-06T09:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T09:51:00.216+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hi everyone i havent blogged for ages but im a busy lady now! I am at work at the moment and my new computer is being set up. its tipping down with rain but its warm in the office so i dont mind. Youth holiday is 2 weeks away and im gettin worried i wont find time to go clothes shopping... Im gonna av to go on sunday cuz this saturday is the park event and next saturday im going to london to do a drama workshop at my dream school east 15. Things are so hectic at the moment, i cant find time to do anything now im workin. i get in about 6 ish then ive only got a few hours til i av to go to bed. Im gonna appreciate my weekends more from now on. Anyway better go my computer is nearly done... byee!!!! xxxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-115217586020425002?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/115217586020425002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=115217586020425002' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115217586020425002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/115217586020425002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/07/hi-everyone-i-havent-blogged-for-ages.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114943326617718672</id><published>2006-06-04T15:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T16:01:06.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My 18th birthday!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was my birthday, yay finally 18, and to top it all off it was by far the hottest day of the year so far. I went shopping with my little sister during the daytime, Then on the evening me, gem, nami, Alicea, dar,dan, tom and my little sister went to the weatherspoons for a meal and then after us girlies went into town for some serious partyin!!!! Later on in the night, um...morning actually we met up with Tristan and everybody at his stag do, nice dress Tristan lol. The boys had a horrible blow up women with them which was scarily lifelike(i wont say anymore). When we eventually got home it was about 4 0 clock in the morning and the sun was actually comin up and the birds were tweetin. but that didnt stop me fallin to sleep as soon as my head touched my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today im absolutely shattered but i cant just sleep all day cuz i have revision to do... I have a maths exam tomorrow... So i better go.... Not to revise but to climb into my relaxin bath that i have running... im hoping it might make me feel a bit better.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say a massive thanx to the best friends ever who made my birthday one il never forget... ur all amazin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar, gem, nam, Alicea, Dan, Tom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114943326617718672?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114943326617718672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114943326617718672' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114943326617718672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114943326617718672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-18th-birthday-so-yesterday-was-my.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114898462869265643</id><published>2006-05-30T11:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T11:23:48.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PLEASE PRAY!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a very exciting day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a job interview&lt;br /&gt;2. I am viewing a room for a house share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray that it all works out and i like the house and i get the job. Then I dont haveto be stressed out anymore!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114898462869265643?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114898462869265643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114898462869265643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114898462869265643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114898462869265643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/05/please-pray-tomorrow-is-very-exciting.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114838185091211866</id><published>2006-05-23T11:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T11:57:30.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At this point in my life?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as everyone who is doin A levels at the moment this a very crucial time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u go to uni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take a year out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list goes on and on and on and on ............................................and on...............and on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know wot to do. I actually av to many choices and its annoyin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could go and join the RAF    or&lt;br /&gt;go to uni     or&lt;br /&gt;drama school    or&lt;br /&gt;start my own business    or&lt;br /&gt;just get a job &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont know.. its a very confusing time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know im taking a year out but wot about next year?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114838185091211866?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114838185091211866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114838185091211866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114838185091211866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114838185091211866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-this-point-in-my-life-well-as.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114719939012448143</id><published>2006-05-09T19:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T19:29:50.150+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Joke of the day-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. He is so proud of himself that he starts calling his wife "Mother of Six" in spite of her objections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night they go to a party. The man decides that it's time to go home, and wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shouts at the top of his voice, 'Shall we go home now Mother of Six?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife, finally fed up with her husband shouts back,&lt;br /&gt;"Anytime you're ready, Father of Four!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114719939012448143?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114719939012448143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114719939012448143' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114719939012448143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114719939012448143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/05/joke-of-day-man-has-six-children-and.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114701737023968823</id><published>2006-05-07T16:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T16:56:10.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life is NOT black and white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is INFACT like a rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its what makes life so CONFUSING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But its also what makes life so BEAUTIFUL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114701737023968823?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114701737023968823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114701737023968823' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114701737023968823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114701737023968823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-is-not-black-and-white-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114701715196700167</id><published>2006-05-07T16:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T16:52:31.983+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>babz says :  on poolside at the leisure centre when mothers leave their babies to bop about in the water with just armbands on i get scared their gonna drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam replies: But they wouldnt drown cuz babies can breathe under water cant they?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babz, Daz and Nami: Roll around laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Thanx Sam i hadnt laughed that loud in ages ( ;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114701715196700167?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114701715196700167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114701715196700167' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114701715196700167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114701715196700167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/05/babz-says-on-poolside-at-leisure.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114666895371478857</id><published>2006-05-03T15:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T16:09:13.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello peeps, ther is such a big blog drought at the moment. What is going on? Please blog people im starting to feel lonely in the blog world. ) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised to day my play is next wednesday, i cant believe it is so soon! Im really excited and i hope the solids are gonna come and watch me!!! Its a funny play this time. Most of my other plays were depressing but this ones really funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant stop thinking about birthdays at the moment. My birthday is exactly a month away today. I cant wait. Its Sam and Namis birthday next. Nami is gonna be 18, we have to do something big. I  cant wait i LOVE birthdays,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114666895371478857?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114666895371478857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114666895371478857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114666895371478857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114666895371478857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/05/hello-peeps-ther-is-such-big-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114643744666779578</id><published>2006-04-30T23:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T23:50:46.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i AM:  confused&lt;br /&gt;I WANT: to understand&lt;br /&gt;I WISH: life was easy&lt;br /&gt;I MISS:being 5 years old and totally nieve&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR: the voices in my head telling me im not good enuf&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER: if i will ever be normal&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET: feeling like this&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT: as strong as people think&lt;br /&gt;I CONFUSE: everyone who doesnt understand&lt;br /&gt;I NEED: my friends&lt;br /&gt;I SHOULD: forget about the past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry peeps im feling abit sad today, Ive come so far in the last year i feel like im a different person. But i still have those days when im feeling abit down. I think having zero hours sleep at the stay awake hasnt helped the situation either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114643744666779578?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114643744666779578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114643744666779578' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114643744666779578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114643744666779578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-confused-i-want-to-understand-i.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114628663241600901</id><published>2006-04-29T05:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T05:57:12.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STAYING AWAKE AT THE STAY AWAKE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the easiest thing to do, as we alll know i like my sleep so its 5:45 and i am absolutely hanging. I was tired at 11:00. At about 3 o clock me, daz and nami were all getting ready to go home when  nig comes up to me and goes " You cant go home Babz, you have to stay and help me here". I though he was joking but he wasnt so thats why i am still here, not by choice. Luckily Daz has got tomorrow off work so he is here with me...also writing a  blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on me and Daz went back to my house so i could get some medicine for my throuat infection... We got to mine and sat down to watch some TV and ended up watchin a film, "Ace ventura pet detective". Well it ended up we were at mine for 2 hours so just to set the record straight nothing happened.Everyone seems to be sure we were up to no good at my house but nothing did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest thing happened here aswell. Acouple of the youth put shaving foam on their hands and wiped them all over justins hair and face. I t looked very funny but he wasnt tooo impressed to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any way g2g i havent got the energy to type anymore and i think were gonna play dodge ball... Yay.. not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114628663241600901?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114628663241600901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114628663241600901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114628663241600901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114628663241600901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/04/staying-awake-at-stay-awake.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114612889089042329</id><published>2006-04-27T10:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T10:08:10.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AAAAaaagh! I have a big dilemma, I have to raise £500 in two weeks for my deposit to go to Africa. I got the letter this morning and ive only got 2 weeks. Im surprisingly very calm about the whole thing. Somehow i think its gonna be ok. I think God is giiving me peace on this one. Usually i stress out big time and cry to someone but im quite happy sat here writing my blog and yearning to eat breaky. I know its a bit late but ive bin on the computer since 8 30. Anyway has anybody got any very smart ideas, I need to think quick. Maybe breakfast will give me some ideas. I could lie in a  bath of cereal or something, nah maybe not! c u later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114612889089042329?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114612889089042329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114612889089042329' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114612889089042329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114612889089042329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/04/aaaaaaagh-i-have-big-dilemma-i-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114612833002606978</id><published>2006-04-27T09:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T09:58:50.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i AM: Babz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I WANT: Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I WISH: i was on holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE: failing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS: my mum and dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HEAR: The annoying noise the computer makes and cars going past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WONDER: How i could raise £500 in two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I REGRET: my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT: perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DANCE: On thursdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I SING: when music is playing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CRY: Too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT ALWAY. Successful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MAKE: people smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WRITE:  in my diary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I CONFUSE: myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I NEED: To do something amazing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I SHOULD: make it happen ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I START: 9:48&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FINISH: 9:55&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114612833002606978?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114612833002606978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114612833002606978' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114612833002606978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114612833002606978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-babz-i-want-breakfast-i-wish-i.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114597693507844868</id><published>2006-04-25T15:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T15:55:35.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone, Im in really mood today. I went to my aunties funeral yesterday so im really exausted from it, i hate funerals. This is one of the first funerals where i just take a back seat, and absorb the sadness. Where as for my mum and dads funerals i had the control to make sure everything went perfect and i had to look after people. Me and Darren are doing something togeather tonite, I dont know what yet. We might be going to the cinema togeva, i want to watch something funny to cheer me up. Ive got a bath running at the moment, the bath takes ages to fill up so ive got time to write my blog. Dont worry im not gonna right an essay or anything, considering ive finished my last piece of coursework and have no more left to do. I would love to drink a lovely big glass of sparkling white wine in the bath but i have none, so il have to make do with a glass of orange sqaush instead lol. I like sqaush anyways. or i might have a glass of milk instead and hunt around for some nice biscuits.  Ive been thinking aswell i really need to start fundraising for my big trip to Africa so if anyone wants to help or has any good ideas let me know. Im sure il be scrounging money of you guys sooner or later anyways for some sponsored event or another. Like a sponsored bushtucker trial or something- i could eat some worms or something(Dont hold me to that). Anyway g2g cuz i vowed never to write another essay ever again and this is startin to turn into one. Bye Bye. x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114597693507844868?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114597693507844868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114597693507844868' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114597693507844868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114597693507844868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-everyone-im-in-really-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114563175770392211</id><published>2006-04-21T15:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T16:02:37.720+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess wot!............ Ive been accepted on both expeditions to Africa in January. Im goin to Tanzania and Madagascar!!!!! Im so excited. They didnt get back to me for ages so i thought id been rejected, But i rang them today and they did send me a letter but i musnt of got it. Im so excited but im worried about the spiders lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive also made a desician about next year. Im wanna go to Aberyswith( ignore spelling) university and do drama and performance studies. Then in my second year i can go to an american uni on an exchange. Then after that il apply to drama school. If i get in il leave aberyswith and go to drama school, if not il carry on with my degree. I cant lose. The uni in America wil be in Ohio so its a short flight to Maine so i can visit darren sara and Rach too. Hopefully everything goes to plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difficult thing is leaving family and friends here and even more importantly darren. Things will be difficult if i go but im sure we will work something out. Im working tonight.. The first time in over a week cuz i was ill. I cant really be bothered but i definately need the money. Oh well better go and carry on with schoolwork. Actually im talkin to darren on MSN he is distractin me lol. Bye bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114563175770392211?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114563175770392211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114563175770392211' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114563175770392211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114563175770392211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/04/guess-wot.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114556715355778785</id><published>2006-04-20T21:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:05:53.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello peeps! its Thursday night and im not at dance!!! The first tim ein what seems like years. Its good actually cuz im way too tired to do anything active. Im a little bit down at the moment but im ok, as most of you know my auntie died last week and ive got the funeral on Monday. I cant wait til the day God reveals to me WHY all of this is happening to me! They say everything happens for a reason. Atleast of got Darren back! Bless his cotton socks lol. I was so stupid to let him go, you dont realise what u ve got until its not there anymore. Well ive learnt my lesson so sorry babe!!! I Love you soooooooooooooo much and im never gonna let you go again! Its really funny, Darren said he was gonna cook me dinner when i move into my new flat. Maybe i should get some kind of insurance or something... Only joking!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days there has been so many blogworthy silly things people have said! I cant think of them now but when i remember i will. Gem might av done it already actually. Ill check in a mo.aaaaahh!!! Ive got the most annoying rash on my arms its so itchy!!! I think its a heat rash, Im trying not to scratch it but its so hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well im gonna go now and watch the last two episodes of Lost before i beg Tristan to let me av series two. I love it... Im so excited. Bye bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114556715355778785?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114556715355778785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114556715355778785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114556715355778785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114556715355778785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-peeps-its-thursday-night-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114364118390880368</id><published>2006-03-29T14:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T15:06:23.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hiya! Today i just want to crawl into bed and not wake up until tomorrow, not because im having a bad day.. But because i havent been feeling well lately. Every day ive felt so tired i want to sleep all the time and i havent really got much of an appetite. I know i always seem to never go out and i sleep alot and thats cuz i always feel tired. But over the last week or so ive felt much more tired. I have been a little more stressed than usual i suppose. Ive got a doctors appointment at 4 30pm. I hate the doctors but i hate being this tired all the time aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im too tired to do my coursework too which is always a problem. I realised today that after we come back off the Easter hols we only have one month left til study leave... thats really scarey. Cant w8 to have a couple of weeks off, and Easter eggs lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday my sisters boyfriend is in court because he got into some trouble over a year ago. Im prayin he will be let off because in a year he has changed so much. He has promisd to change his life from now on and stay out of trouble. Its amazing what love can do... and a baby on the way.He has also got himself a job which he is doing really well in so im really please for both of them cuz it means they are living on the money they earn and dont have to rely on benefits.&lt;br /&gt;So please pray on saturday cuz i will be in court with my sister supporting her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114364118390880368?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114364118390880368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114364118390880368' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114364118390880368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114364118390880368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/03/hiya-today-i-just-want-to-crawl-into.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114341005279483348</id><published>2006-03-26T22:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:54:12.816+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Every mistake you make&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every failure, every disappointment&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To keep going on this journey of life is sometimes the hardest thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every great person, who has beaten adversity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether from within or without themselves&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has fallen and stumbled a thousand times.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they pick themselves up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dust themselves downAnd carry on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114341005279483348?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114341005279483348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114341005279483348' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114341005279483348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114341005279483348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/03/every-mistake-you-make-every-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114340788642963625</id><published>2006-03-26T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:18:06.443+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y know you go go on day after day just tackling everything life throws at you and you still have a smile on your face cuz you ve just jumped over that next hurdle? But sometimes you are not feeling as strong and that hurdle turns in to a mountain? Thats what ive been feelin like for the last few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive had one of those weeks, one thing after the other and now im fed up. My auntie has been diagnosed with lung cancer which is really horrible and scary. After all thats happened to me ive ended up to be quite a strong person but anything that involves any of my family i have left being in danger absolutely petrifies me! Luckily the doctors think theyve caught it early so hopefully she will be fine after the chemo. ( please pray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good thing about the week is i got to spend the weekend with my sisters. I dont get much chance these days. Brendas now six months pregnant and doing really well, im so excited i cant wait for the baby to come. Even though the baby(Bethany- Nicole) has a cleft pallette she is gonna be the most beautiful girl in the world to my sister, ian me and sami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired, i cant wait to crawl into my bed and switch off, forget about everything and dream about something random and excellent, like winning the lottery or being a famous rockstar!!  The Easter break is gonna be like winning the lottery for me. I cant wait to get away from school!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114340788642963625?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114340788642963625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114340788642963625' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114340788642963625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114340788642963625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/03/y-know-you-go-go-on-day-after-day-just.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114310937308337974</id><published>2006-03-23T09:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-23T10:22:53.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Personality or looks!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Our society seems to be very obsessed with looking good at the mo, and its been that way for quite a while now. Pretty people seem to look down on not so pretty people thinkin they are a much better person because they are prettier. But who is the better person? A person who is vain and up their own @ss or something who thinks other things are much more important, friends and having fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In terms of boys i have always gone on personality!  Not many o fmy boyfriends have been the Brad pitt of Bristol really, and those that have had talent have been total assholes, arragant and very very vain. But most of the boyfreinds i have had have had great personalities(not including the mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So what do you think? Personality or looks????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114310937308337974?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114310937308337974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114310937308337974' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114310937308337974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114310937308337974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/03/personality-or-looks-our-society-seems.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114296886157656838</id><published>2006-03-21T19:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:21:01.603Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Blonde &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;brunette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;?!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So i was reading a magazine in work  the other day and there was a thing in there whether Blonde are brunettes are better. Well what i found out was very interesting. Apparently many many many many years ago in prehistoric times women wanted to have the best man in her village, and obviously you had to be very special to have the best man in the village. Well, blonde hair was quite rare back then so if a girl had blonde hair she would be special and therefore would be special enough to get the best man in the village. (to cut a long story short.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;See now blonde girls are known and bimbos and  stupid. So now the table has turned. But they do also say blondes have more fun?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well i have experimented with more colours than most, blonde is my natural colour and i opted to experiment by going brown for a while. I have to admit i did feel more attractive with blonde hair but i cant say i had less fun. I think my opinion is fair cuz i have had the experiences of both hair colours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What do you think? Cuz in my magazine the blonde girl was saying blonde was better and the brunette was saying brunette was better. But the bloke said blonde was better. please let me know what u think???? I t will be interesting??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And hey solids just so you know the cheapest tickets to London i found was between £3 and £5 one way- so let me know so i can book it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114296886157656838?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114296886157656838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114296886157656838' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114296886157656838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114296886157656838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/03/blonde-or-brunette-so-i-was-reading.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14527678.post-114287898234953633</id><published>2006-03-20T18:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-20T18:23:02.370Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is just so much to think about i feel like my head is gonna explode! Its coming up to exams! I have to make big choices about my future, I have to find somewhere to live, my head is just all over the place. Exams are looming and now im beginning to get very worried. Im not ready at all and exams start in less than 12 weeks. aaaah! Atleast i have some idea about what im gonna be doing in my gap year, or maybe 2 years. Everybody knows by now about my plans to go to Africa cuz im so excited and dont shut up about it. its gonna be so cool! and Austrailia for a few months. Im also planning to join a theatre company that do the Bristol hoppodrome shows so that will be cool. I cant wait until the Easter holiday, Ive made sure im not working too much, but you all should know by now im a workaholic- so im working a bit. If i dont feel like working a certain day i can just give somebody else my shift cuz people always want shifts. So for all you solids out there im gonna see if i can organise a trip to London on the £1 bus and also see how much it is to go to Butlins Minehead. I f any1 else has any other suggestions i dont mind organising it if there isnt too much work involved. I cant w8 for the easter hols, its the first sign that summer is coming. N e ways il try and keep up my blog and il see you all very soon im sure. c ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14527678-114287898234953633?l=babzcorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/feeds/114287898234953633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14527678&amp;postID=114287898234953633' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114287898234953633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14527678/posts/default/114287898234953633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babzcorner.blogspot.com/2006/03/there-is-just-so-much-to-think-about-i.html' title=''/><author><name>babz.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05912979267518618735</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='27' src='http://www.worldstart.com/store/images/powerpuff-girl-running.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry></feed>
