<?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-9125760</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:03:10.238+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogs are for sillies</title><subtitle type='html'>BUT ONLY BIG ONES!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-3808615721701708392</id><published>2007-04-30T17:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T17:24:59.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Footy update</title><content type='html'>Box Hill got absolutely flogged by Coburg on the weekend, and (again) so many injuries!!  The coach was on the phone to me every 5min asking about people's capacity to go back on.  It was mega-stressful.  But on the up side, Yarraville beat Parkside, which means they've won twice this season already!  I think the merge with Seddon has been a really great thing.  I just wish I knew what my status was there...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Cousins is back in the country, woo hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luv!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-3808615721701708392?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/3808615721701708392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=3808615721701708392&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/3808615721701708392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/3808615721701708392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2007/04/footy-update.html' title='Footy update'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-1390757673293707212</id><published>2007-03-28T21:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:10:02.631+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben Cousins</title><content type='html'>Now, before I write anything I would like to remind you all that Ben Cousins was the first man that I ever loved. I have worshipped him since year 8, seriously. I know, I'm sad. But he was (and still is) hot. I even had a badge with his head on it... Yep. Obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that being said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO YOU NOT TREASURE YOUR AFL CAREER WITH THE BEST TEAM EVER ENOUGH TO KEEP IT CLEAN AND HONOUR YOUR CLUB??!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take all the time in the world. I don't love you any more. It's Judd now for me, all the way. If Ben C has to leave the club for Judd to stay then so be it. Goodbye my lover!! Good riddance! Have a nice life!&lt;br /&gt;... but I'd love it if you came back :p (clean, of course)&lt;br /&gt;GO WEST COAST!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-1390757673293707212?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/1390757673293707212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=1390757673293707212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/1390757673293707212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/1390757673293707212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2007/03/ben-cousins.html' title='Ben Cousins'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-7400699215609276046</id><published>2007-03-22T18:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:08:26.641+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/RgIrFOeofQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cXL4tRr4ke0/s1600-h/pet.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044641901394296066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/RgIrFOeofQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cXL4tRr4ke0/s320/pet.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044642021653380370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/RgIrMOeofRI/AAAAAAAAAAg/PAJjumLx5sY/s320/er.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044642094667824418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/RgIrQeeofSI/AAAAAAAAAAo/0i2-Opvcxfw/s320/love.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-7400699215609276046?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/7400699215609276046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=7400699215609276046&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/7400699215609276046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/7400699215609276046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/RgIrFOeofQI/AAAAAAAAAAY/cXL4tRr4ke0/s72-c/pet.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-3889150311803072383</id><published>2007-02-21T19:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T21:40:32.918+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently, I'm a Meredith...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/Rdwhe27V-qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d7ZC0PU3O8c/s1600-h/Meredith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033935297517583010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/Rdwhe27V-qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d7ZC0PU3O8c/s320/Meredith.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're smart and hard working, but whether it's dating drama or family stress, you don't have an easy life. In fact, sometimes it seems like you can't choose a good guy, no matter how hard you try. But, like Meredith, you don't give up. You're determined that no matter what else is going on in your life, you'll focus on your school work and most of the time you do. Give yourself credit for how far you've come, and when it comes to love, look for a guy who'll give you the attention and respect you deserve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;(&lt;a href="http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?qid=121650"&gt;http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?qid=121650&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-3889150311803072383?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/3889150311803072383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=3889150311803072383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/3889150311803072383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/3889150311803072383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-meredith.html' title='Apparently, I&apos;m a Meredith...'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WeO8UjvoAFM/Rdwhe27V-qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/d7ZC0PU3O8c/s72-c/Meredith.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-116883563887998051</id><published>2007-01-15T15:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:34:47.790+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby Flynn</title><content type='html'>Bobby, Bobby, Bobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the best. Everyone else will realise that when you have your first big hit single, then they'll all jump on the bandwagon. But just remember that I loved you from the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/1600/394448/b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/320/134846/b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/1600/989879/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always and forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-116883563887998051?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/116883563887998051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=116883563887998051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116883563887998051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116883563887998051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2007/01/bobby-flynn.html' title='Bobby Flynn'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-116883518274789356</id><published>2007-01-15T15:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:26:22.746+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Northern Health</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/1600/755436/Torquay%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/320/704155/Torquay%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's dearest Erin's first day today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK, DARLING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-116883518274789356?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/116883518274789356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=116883518274789356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116883518274789356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116883518274789356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2007/01/northern-health.html' title='Northern Health'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-116883489735951532</id><published>2007-01-15T15:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:22:55.833+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/1600/898313/Graduation%20005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/320/838708/Graduation%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/1600/567342/Graduation%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/320/883518/Graduation%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year! Hope you're all doing fabulously and haven't broken your new years resolutions yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The start of 2007. The START of 2007. The start of a whole new year. A year of change, a year of excitement, a year of challenges, achievement and growth. That's what this year is going to be about for most of us. And we're all going to come out the other end very much alive and kicking! We're fully fledged physiotherapists. PHYSIOTHERAPISTS. How on earth did that happen? (V. happy about this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation was great, weird, but great! Since then I've been on numerous nights out, days at the beach, had my 21st, been to Lord Howe Island in NSW, surfing in Torquay, the Australian Open and back in Warrnie with the folks for xmas. It's been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to go into the Austin this week to sort out all my contract stuff, then going back up to NSW (Deniliquin) for Sam's 21st. Can't wait! Thought I'd attach some of the photos that I've taken during this summer..... I'm off to the gym (thought I'd document this fact, as this may be the last time in a while :p... I figure watching people play tennis for hours on end has to count for SOMETHING!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/1600/530592/Lord%20Howe%20Island%20032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/320/344060/Lord%20Howe%20Island%20032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/1600/424627/Lord%20Howe%20Island%20069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4847/651/320/651393/Lord%20Howe%20Island%20069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-116883489735951532?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/116883489735951532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=116883489735951532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116883489735951532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116883489735951532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-116347726010324943</id><published>2006-11-14T14:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:07:40.120+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The luxuries</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Ahh the luxuries...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The luxuries of no university, no exams, (almost) no commitments.  The luxuries of sleeping in, late nights....  It's funny how even when we have nothing too significant in our lives we still find something to stress ourselves out about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the end of an era.  It's kind of strange.  Even though graduation is 2 weeks away we are kind of expected to call ourselves physios.  And we are physios.  It's seriously weird.  We've done all the hard yards, placement after placement, exam after exam.  And while we were doing these things we felt qualified, ready to enter the workforce, we were practically working as physios anyway..!  Until the time actually comes to stand up and take the responsibility.. and to find a job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's easy to focus on things that are in the immediate future.  The things that are happening right here and right now are at the forefront of our minds, so much so that sometimes we lose track of what is in for us next... I guess as long as a long-term goal is kept in mind everything eventually falls into place.  Things that you plan for yourself don't necessarily happen in sequential order, but they eventually happen.  During exams it was intense, sitting at my desk for hours and hours on end, cramming information, crucial information for the best practice of physio, into my brain.  I seriously don't know how I managed.  But it's over now!  The point is, while I was applying for jobs I wasn't really stressed about the outcome of my applications as that was not in the immediate future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that exams are finished it's all about job hunting.  And rejection!  And application.  And rejection!  And application... until eventually you become successful.  It's so hard to block the rejection out of your mind in preparation for the next interview.  It can be really hurtful when you put everything you have out on the table and the interviewers can just flick it away without a second thought.  It's almost insulting when they say "You were great!"  (obviously not great enough!)  One by one the cream of the crop are being employed, so as time passes it becomes (theoretically) easier to get a job.  This is the theory I'm counting on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop stressing Jac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Queensland in a week or so!  How exciting.  Can't wait to just lie on the beach without a care in the world.  Also can't wait to see my friends again, being in Warrnie is quite isolating and I feel totally out of the loop (hence the blogging I suppose)!  Bring on socialisation again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-116347726010324943?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/116347726010324943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=116347726010324943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116347726010324943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116347726010324943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/11/luxuries.html' title='The luxuries'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-116178432231132401</id><published>2006-10-25T23:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T23:52:02.330+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so you know...</title><content type='html'>Every Melbourne Uni fourth year physio student is going insane right about now...  9 days to go EVER!  Intense.  But awesome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-116178432231132401?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/116178432231132401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=116178432231132401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116178432231132401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/116178432231132401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-so-you-know.html' title='Just so you know...'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-115830526598536644</id><published>2006-09-15T17:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T17:27:45.996+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ETHICS ESSAY</title><content type='html'>Just a notice to say that the ethics assignment should not be worth even close to 45%.  It's retarded.  And it also shouldn't be due in a week.  Stupid uni.  Blergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and welcome Penny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-115830526598536644?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/115830526598536644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=115830526598536644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115830526598536644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115830526598536644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/09/ethics-essay.html' title='ETHICS ESSAY'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-115822046028544870</id><published>2006-09-14T17:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:54:20.296+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget about Evermore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/Evermore%20concert%20024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/320/Evermore%20concert%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised I forgot to attach a photo of the Evermore concert! Enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I realise that this is going to detract from my rave about The Fray.  It shouldn't though.  The Fray are the best.  Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please&lt;/em&gt; listen to them.  They're the new cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-115822046028544870?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/115822046028544870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=115822046028544870&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115822046028544870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115822046028544870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-forget-about-evermore.html' title='Don&apos;t forget about Evermore!'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-115821919098756182</id><published>2006-09-14T17:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T17:35:18.896+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A rave about The Fray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/thefray-739486.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/320/thefray-739486.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/320/the%20fray.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dear fellow bloggers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rave about The Fray. The best band ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Erin and I went to see them in concert about a week ago at the POW in St Kilda. Seriously, these guys are so talented. It was their first concert ever in Australia and I felt so privelaged to be part of it!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Fray are an American band and their most famous song is &lt;em&gt;'Over my head'&lt;/em&gt; which has reached #1 on the Australian charts recently. But by far their best song is &lt;em&gt;'How to save a life'&lt;/em&gt;, also on their newly released album. Seriously guys, their music is great, so unbelievably chilled out. And the lead singer has the best voice ever, so natural. They played for over an hour and he probably had a 2 minute break the whole time, which is amazing considering he sings almost every song. Another bonus is that they have a geeky guitar player who I think is cute. Erin doesn't agree haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They also have a token hot guitar player... for all you other girls out there who aren't attracted to geeks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't wait until they come to Australia again, I'll be first on the list to go and see them. What a night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I've finished my 2nd last placement for the year (Neuro at RMH). So now all I have left is Olympic Park, which is going to be awesome, I can't wait to meet all of the talented sports physios who work there and hopefully get some experience with some elite teams and give me a taste of private practice, the good kind! I'll be a fully fledged physio in under 2 months! How good is that? I can't wait to graduate! It's going to be massive...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love y'all xxox&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-115821919098756182?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/115821919098756182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=115821919098756182&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115821919098756182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115821919098756182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/09/rave-about-fray.html' title='A rave about The Fray'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-115657624225157818</id><published>2006-08-26T16:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T21:34:38.640+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The story I can't be bothered telling 100 times</title><content type='html'>Dubba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-115657624225157818?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/115657624225157818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=115657624225157818&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115657624225157818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115657624225157818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/08/story-i-cant-be-bothered-telling-100.html' title='The story I can&apos;t be bothered telling 100 times'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-115554787530430829</id><published>2006-08-14T19:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T19:31:15.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Three monthly life update</title><content type='html'>What's up homies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's been about three months since my last post and as always my life has been crazily good!  I've officially completed five out of seven of my placements so far this year (only neuro at RMH and OPSM to go).  The last placement I did was my non-clinical elective at CHESM, where I had to do and write up a research project.  Seriously one of the most insane things ever.  Remind me to never go into research!  In fact, I don't think I'll ever need to be reminded!  Luckily a lot of my college friends came to my rescue and were participants.  Eternal thanks to everyone, you seriously all saved my day!  I love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, the main things in my life lately have been full time work at GGT UDRH (driving to Hamilton every day), Brian moving out, Tim moving in, last footy game this saturday, and going out with Ez in the city!  I don't really want to write about work, so I'm not going to.  In fact, the only thing I want to write about is football (surprise surprise!).  I drove up especially for the game on saturday because I'm the only trainer at yarraville that can tape, I had no choice.  Anyway, I got there (on time as always) and Carly rocks up about an hour late (as always).  This is fine, I decide not to tell her off because I'm sick of doing it and it has no effect anyway.  But THEN she says "ohh sorry I'm late, I had to pick up Dubba".  I'm like "What?  Dubba?  Hmmm.  Why?"  She says "cos he wants to drink and he's coming out with us later".  I knew this already.  They were going to the charity ball.  This annoys me because Dubba and I were meant to go out that night and he forgot all about this ball that he had already paid for.  I'm shitty at her because she's stealing him away!  Illegitimate I know.  Anyway.  I can't be bothered typing out my frustrations because you're all going to laugh, roll your eyes and go, jac, seriously?!  Haha.  So yeah.  I'm going to keep them in my head.  I'm well aware that my thought processes are weird and totally not substantiated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fingers are getting tired!  And I need to read about women's health because this is practically my only opportunity to do so for the next week.  Getting on the piss this saturday night.  It's going to be MASSIVE.  Last footy game of the year.  I'm going to miss all the boys but I'm sure I'll see them around.  PLUS I'm going to LOVE having my saturdays back!  Especially coming up to exams etc.  Can't believe I'm almost a physio!  Wurd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all, take care xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-115554787530430829?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/115554787530430829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=115554787530430829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115554787530430829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/115554787530430829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/08/three-monthly-life-update.html' title='Three monthly life update'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114848012966915115</id><published>2006-05-25T00:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:15:29.683+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Newz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/DSCN1035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/320/DSCN1035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quick post to say that Physio Ball was heaps of fun (thanks Sam for the dress) even though the whole night my throat was killing me and I was excessively paranoid about losing my voice! My exercise class went well on Monday despite the CD snapping in my bag and me having to call Brian at the last minute. He is seriously the biggest life saver on the planet! Anyways...! I also went to the footy with Ads, Megsy and Coatesy last weekend to see West Coast win a really close game against Essendon. It was seriously SO much fun, and I took a few happy snaps! We stood at the race at the end of the half time break and saw them run out. I was within metres of Chris Judd and Benny Cousins. Seriously star struck. I love them! Waa why can't I be a trainer/Physio for West Coast damn it! Just you wait, I will be one, one day! Anyways it's all good. I also was lucky enough to go and see Evermore live with Erin last Saturday night. They are such good live performers. I'm now an official Evermore fan. Check out the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/WCE%20vs%20Essendon%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/320/WCE%20vs%20Essendon%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep it real y'all! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I would've posted up a photo of Juddy or Cous but I don't have any real close ones, every time they got close the last thing on my mind was taking photos!  Haha ;&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114848012966915115?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114848012966915115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114848012966915115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114848012966915115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114848012966915115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/05/newz.html' title='Newz'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114777718521296187</id><published>2006-05-16T20:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:59:45.233+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcement</title><content type='html'>Terence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEELONG WILL NOT WIN THE FLAG!  xo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114777718521296187?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114777718521296187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114777718521296187&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114777718521296187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114777718521296187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/05/announcement.html' title='Announcement'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114761163143627595</id><published>2006-05-14T22:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T15:10:30.503+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Marry me, Chris Judd...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#000000;"&gt;Heyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up homies? West coast had the best win last night, beating Collingwood at Subi. Cousins' first week back in the side from injury, and he played awesomely! However of course Juddy can not go unmentioned, the guy is magical. Like seriously from heaven freakily unbelievably skilled magical. I love it. And I love that he plays for the eagles, the best team on the planet! I'm seriously going to marry the entire side one day, you just wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with the footy boys last night to Odeon at Crown casino, which turned out to be quite eventful. Was the first time I've ever been out with Carly, so that was cool, she's good value. Only arrived at the club at 11pm so lots of the guys had left (only the drunken ones remaining), which didn't matter, because they're the ones who I went out with later anyway. First time I've ever been to Odeon, was drunk enough to not really care where I was as long as there was music! Jules had some crazy idea of cheating on his girlfriend, Spence and I danced the night away and Jezza brooded for most of the night. Poor guy. Breaking up with Bri has been extremely hard on him, and although he tries to come across that he's coping OK, he really isn't. For the past few weekends he's been on the piss friday and sat nights, and he really loves her. Despite what he says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as Carrie said to me, they've only ever been with each other and it'll be good for them to experience the world without each other at least for a bit. I guess if they're meant to be together they'll get back together. Jezza is such a sweetie. If I was Bri I'd be hanging onto him tight! I'm going strong on the New Years resolution, against all odds. Physio ball is this thursday, should be a blast!! But for now, I've got a day off uni tomorrow and I'm going to Keys Road Moorabbin to the Puma factory to buy a west coast guernsey (I want to wear it to the Eagles vs Essendon game I'm going to see at the Telstra Dome with Ads next weekend) and also some nice exercise clothes that I can wear to take my exercise class for overweight adults. Should be fun as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114761163143627595?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114761163143627595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114761163143627595&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114761163143627595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114761163143627595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/05/marry-me-chris-judd.html' title='Marry me, Chris Judd...'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114674752030284512</id><published>2006-05-04T22:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T22:58:40.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Check it OUTTTTTTT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/MSN%20pics%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/320/MSN%20pics%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude&lt;br /&gt;How cool are my new sunnies?&lt;br /&gt;I reckon they're awesome dude.&lt;br /&gt;Like, fully sick&lt;br /&gt;YEA&lt;br /&gt;;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114674752030284512?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114674752030284512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114674752030284512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114674752030284512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114674752030284512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/05/check-it-outtttttt.html' title='Check it OUTTTTTTT'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114637913433195951</id><published>2006-04-30T16:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T16:38:54.333+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayds and Sheree's beautiful wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/Hayden%20and%20Sheree"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/320/Hayden%20and%20Sheree%27s%20Wedding%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114637913433195951?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114637913433195951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114637913433195951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114637913433195951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114637913433195951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/04/hayds-and-sherees-beautiful-wedding.html' title='Hayds and Sheree&apos;s beautiful wedding'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114637869158510107</id><published>2006-04-30T16:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T16:36:18.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Auf Wiedersehen</title><content type='html'>cya later deneo, winksy and jonno! off to airlie beach to live, you lucky ducks! in fact, it's nothing to do with luck. these three boys (mainly winksy) have been planning this trip for months, since last footy season in fact. they headed up to qld last thursday, but many are speculating on jonno returning much earlier than the other two. winksy's up there because he's always loved qld, the weather, the laid back atmosphere, and his sister lives up there as well, which is also a bonus for him. both he and deneo have recently completed their apprenticeships as a builder and cabinet maker respectively and have found work up there already (yep, shows they're in very high demand!... the professions that is!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deneo's dad has just recently gained custody over his sister and he's moving up to qld in an attempt to reconstruct his family. HOWEVER, he has a girlfriend back here in melb of 4yrs who he is &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;in love with&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, who he has &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;broken up with&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; prior to leaving as he doesn't believe in long distance relationships. hmmmmm. see, this seems a little odd to me. let me paint a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dene. a gorgeous boy, loving, caring, loves to make others laugh and meet new people (will do almost anything to achieve this). he's been with his gf tegan since school and is madly in love with her, they're best friends and more... in saying this, he's cheated on her multiple times with random people (i know, to all of you out there, this is going to sound really wrong and you're going to think that dene is a tool. but the thing is, he's NOT and he DOES love her). anyway, she has never found out about his infidelity. winksy has been planning this move to qld for years and about 5 months ago asked dene if he would come with him. dene said yes. dene didn't tell tegan. he didn't tell tegan til 1 month prior to him leaving the state. his reasoning being that he didnt want to prolong her pain, and seeing her upset would make him want to stay, and he couldn't stay because he'd made a promise to winksy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at their farewell tegan was a mess. and dene was really sad. i was really sad because i really love dene and i'm going to miss him around the club. :-( ahhh well i'm sure we'll be reunited again.  and in the meantime, poor tegan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;footy was fine on the weekend, no huge injuries (however i hope the captain of the seniors DOES get an XR to rule out a forearm #). it would be sad if he had a break, but it really needs to be done, and all you physios would understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to uni next week, should be good!&lt;br /&gt;keep it real!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114637869158510107?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114637869158510107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114637869158510107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114637869158510107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114637869158510107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/04/auf-wiedersehen.html' title='Auf Wiedersehen'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114238385888963923</id><published>2006-03-15T11:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T11:50:58.910+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Cough, cough, SPLUTTER</title><content type='html'>Hehe, yes, I took a day off today.  Not because I'm very ill, just because I have too much to do and too much sleep to be had!!  Hayds and Sheree's wedding is coming up on Saturday, I can't wait.  I'm road tripping it down to Warrnie with Ilks, so that should be a blast, it's been a while since we had some time to actually talk 1:1.  Clinic is almost over.  5 more days of being grilled by grumpy supervisors and being made to do too much work!  Enough complaining, can't wait for musc (I hope there is some sort of improvement at the Western, contrary to popular belief!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114238385888963923?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114238385888963923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114238385888963923&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114238385888963923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114238385888963923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/03/cough-cough-splutter.html' title='Cough, cough, SPLUTTER'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114154280635516370</id><published>2006-03-05T18:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T18:14:53.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/IMG_0323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/400/IMG_0323.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I’m Jacqui and this is Terence, and we’re Stefan‘s uni friends. Terence and I first met Stefan at Physio Orientation Camp in the Summer of 2003, where we were all innocent and naïve teenagers, fresh out of school. This brown haired, blue eyed, pale skinned stud made such an impression on me that, despite exchanging daily conversation with him for a month, I still had absolutely no clue what his name was. Since then, we’ve both had the pleasure of getting to know him and have grown to love his quirks and wacky ways, even if it's meant listening to Jessica Simpson all day every day for a week, or playing internet minesweeper every 3 minutes over MSN during swot vac! Even though it’s been only 3 years, we’ve seen enough of him in this short time to realize that you could become a successful stand-up comedian using material based solely on the shenanigans that this guy gets up to. But tonight we’ll give just a few examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefan would have to be one of the luckiest students to ever grace the overrated name of Melbourne university. Somehow he has managed to scrape through every semester so far by the skin of his teeth. He has scored more 50s at uni than the Australian Cricket Team playing Bangladesh. In fact, if bets were being taken for who would win the award of ‘the luckiest person to graduate’, I would sell my clothes, my car, my organs and the rights to any future kids of mine and put all the resulting money on Stefan. Not that he isn’t smart. Oh trust me he’s smart! Who else would figure out that the best way to evade a fine for not buying a tram ticket would be to “accidentally” give the inspector the wrong number to his address. It’s just that, if he were any lazier, he would shift his tv, toilet and kitchen into his bedroom to avoid getting out of it. In fact, I’m actually starting to believe that the only reason why he’s managing to pass his exams is because he watches enough episodes of House and Grey’s Anatomy to give decent legitimate answers. If he were to stop going to the tennis with me rather than take a sickie from his extra clinic rotation that determines whether or not he would have to repeat the year, he would be a physio guru, and heavens above would definitely not be going around claiming he wants to have ‘Gill Webb’s babies’…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only is Stefan lazy, but he has a finely tuned memory for unimportant information. While he struggles to remember day-to-day get togethers and due dates, his memory tends to make a miraculous recovery when it comes to the TV guide. Stefan has no trouble remembering the exact days and times of his favourite programs. In fact, I think Stefan is the only male on the planet who actually enjoys the judging segment from Dancing with the Stars more than the actual dances!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Stefan has a passion for planting himself in front of the couch on any given day with a bowlful of chicken cheezels and 10L of coke. But this doesn’t mean that Stefan doesn’t enjoy exercise… oh no! On rare occasions he feels guilty about his prolonged inactivity and vows to start a health-kick, where he becomes extremely ambitious. A series of 100m sprints and a 2km run have been well in his repertoire, involving a scenic cruise around the local Brunswick neighbourhood. This is all well and good, except that afterwards, Stefan entertains us all with hourly complaints of back, neck and shoulder pain and vows never to get off his couch again. Who needs exercise when you have a mountain-high pile of junk food and a good 12 hours of recorded TV to watch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefan has always been a ladies’ man... No, it’s not that he’s a player or a pimp. In fact, the girl who ends up with Stefan may just be the luckiest girl alive. It’s just that Stefan has had his moments. Yes, many of his male brethren have stood back and watched on, wondering just how in the world he does it. It seems that many a girl cannot resist the sheer attractiveness, the sheer manliness of the appallingly slouched back and the hair that just never seems to change which this man is so blessed by. Example number 1. It was two years ago on the Yarra River. Without going into TOO much detail, let’s just say that the night involved a boat so crammed the RSPCA would go nuts, roudy physio students dressed up to dance the night away, a little bit of FREE alcohol – the best kind of alcohol in Stefan’s books, and a dentistry girl of whom Stefan got to know well…really well….no I mean, really really well. SO well that it was surprising that he never even got her name. Not that he was really talking to her much. Oh no, getting names and phone numbers weren’t the objective of the night. Drunken public displays of affection, at the back of the boat outside an overflowing toilet in full view of all to see the two of them in each other’s arms in what can only be described as “violent cuddles” were more his thing for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example number 2 would be at Melissa’s 21st. The rest of us guys stood back and watched on as slowly and precisely like poetry written with a gold felt pen on silk cloth, Stefan weaved his magic on this particular girl on the dancefloor. It was like drinking vanilla coke – intriguingly smooth. To his credit, Stefan actually knows the name of this particular girl. In fact, he actually took the time to talk to her a little bit first. But surely enough, the two would be in each other’s arms on the dancefloor. Now as the rest of us watched we began to place bets. Just how long would he be kissing this girl? 10 minutes passes by…then 20 minutes…30 minutes….1 hour….an hour and a half…2 hours. In fact, just a little over two hours had passed by before he finally breathed unrecycled air. And when I finally went over to him I asked, “do you have ANY idea how long it’s been?” in which he replied “oh, I don’t know…30 minutes or so?” To this day he still thinks I’m a lying son of a bitch. But oh well, time flies by when you’re having fun huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it’s true, Stefan has definitely had his fair share with the ladies, and the truth is, they all love him. Not because he’s 6 foot 2 with an amazing tan and ripped abs, but because he somewhat resembles Forrest Gump. On many occasions, Stefan would merrily ride past us on his bicycle on the way to uni, shamelessly yelling a greeting to us at the top of his lungs across 5 lanes of traffic and a dinging tram, waving frantically. On the rare occasion that he didn’t ride his bike to uni in 2nd year, he could be seen daftly kicking rocks and sticks or tripping on the side of the footpath clumsily, but merrily, on his way back to International House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stefan is also great story teller, and is far from shy when it comes to telling people stories at his own expense, as long has he gets a laugh out of it. Like the time he was asleep and it was 2 or 3am. He was awoken by sounds coming down from his garage. Fearing that it was a band of Brunswick thugs, most probably from the gangland underworld as Brunswick is so famous for, he decided to go check it out. Now any sane sensible person would’ve grabbed a weapon for self-defense like a baseball bat, perhaps a fork or at the very least, his Tina Arena DVD which would’ve surely scared the thugs away. But no, whether it be his unrivaled stupidity or his way out of control macho-ness, he decided to go down without any weapon at all, seemingly believing that the sheer, brute natural power of his biceps will be all that’s needed. Thankfully for him the thugs ran away at the first sight of this tall monster, because if any fight did happen, Stefan would be six feet under or, at best, drinking out of a straw for the rest of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But jokes aside, Stefan is most certainly one of the greatest blokes you could ever have as a friend. Behind the Tina Arena DVDs, the 10 packets of Tim Tams sitting in his old college room, the incessant “are we there yet?”s when driving him around, the constant stream of complaints following a hard core 5 minutes of exercise, the drunken escapades where every 3rd word coming out of his mouth is either the F or the C word or some combination of the two, the $15 Kmart jeans, and his incredibly annoying knack of rocking up to things wearing the same clothes as me, is a man who can make you smile when you feel like crap. A friend who is actually as mature as a wise old man when it comes to deep and meaningful issues. A pal who would let you crash at his place a hundred times in as many days. The go-to guy when it’s 3 seconds left before the buzzer and you need a person who just wouldn’t let you down. For the two of us, and I’m sure we speak for many if not all the uni people who’ve been lucky to know him, when we think back on our uni years, Stefan will be one of the first people to pop up in our minds. Put simply, life since uni started just wouldn’t have been as great without him around. Stefan, Happy 21st champ. Have a great night. And keep rockin like only Tina Arena can!&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114154280635516370?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114154280635516370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114154280635516370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114154280635516370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114154280635516370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/03/speech.html' title='The speech'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114154260745733566</id><published>2006-03-05T18:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T18:10:07.483+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Last night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/1600/IMG_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4847/651/400/IMG_0305.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stefan's 21st...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a night to remember!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Love y'all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114154260745733566?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114154260745733566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114154260745733566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114154260745733566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114154260745733566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/03/last-night.html' title='Last night'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-114058994283660604</id><published>2006-02-22T17:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T17:34:23.806+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost the last day of clinic!</title><content type='html'>Well well, my last day of clinic at the Royal Children's is tomorrow! I've had a really great time there, it's been totally full on at times but also really rewarding. Kids can be little brats but they can also be so cute! At times I was really sad walking around the hospital because there's so many sick kids there who are suffering along with their families, but, as all physios end up doing, I tried to detach myself emotionally from everything. But I can still safely say that they're still all so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case presentation was on Tuesday, it went OK, I presented on PTA in children. It was a really interesting topic and I met with the Neuropsychologist to get some more information! Was a lot of work so I'm glad it's over now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pub crawl was last night! I wasn't going to go because I'd already made an appointment with &lt;em&gt;Mandy&lt;/em&gt; at the Prahran gym for her to take me around (30 day free pass). I went with Mattie, did BodyPump (am SOOO sore today!) and we got home by 8:30pm, had tea etc.... then I was going to drop Matt off at the pub and realised that it was totally pointless for me not to go in! Thongs on, crappy clothes and no makeup! Haha. Despite this, I honestly forgot how much I miss everyone during the year! Last year I lived in my own little world with a lot of association with Mattie and B, physios and footy players, kind of forgetting about all the awesome friends I made at college over the past couple of years! I had so much fun and really really wanted to stay for longer and &lt;em&gt;drink damnit!!&lt;/em&gt;... but I'm such a sook and can't handle being tired, especially at clinics. I had to get up at 7:30am and struggled as it was, being in bed by midnight! I don't know how I handled first year! Honestly schmonestly! The whole of first semester in first year I went on about 3hrs of sleep every night! Although admittedly I was kind of a wreck at the end of the semester, but still, I survived!! CRAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to go to footy training with Bahry tonight but Ant messaged me and said don't worry about it so I have a night off! I really want to go and do BodyCombat at the gym but I'm way too sore! I wish I could just wish away my DOMS and go crazy! D'oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaps of people are leaving Australia soon! Bye Dylan, Lish, Penny, Aiden, WORLD! :-( Anyway Mattie's home so I'd better jet! He left about 45mins ago determined to go and get a haircut and has just returned with one! Damn it boys, I would never be able to do that, girls have to make &lt;em&gt;appointments!!!&lt;/em&gt; Although I haven't had my hair cut in a looooooooong time. Shh, don't tell anyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-114058994283660604?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/114058994283660604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=114058994283660604&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114058994283660604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/114058994283660604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2006/02/almost-last-day-of-clinic.html' title='Almost the last day of clinic!'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-113521954497724908</id><published>2005-12-22T13:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T17:18:54.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay, beach day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hello all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The fight with Tim has officially ended, with him ringing me last night and apologising for calling me a snob. I then felt compelled to apologise for reacting so viciously. Still think that my response was substantiated though, considering he only sms'd me at 11:30pm to tell me where he was, clearly I'd given up on him by then! Anyway, hakuna mattata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm really looking forward to tomorrow. I'm going to meet the girls (and Pete) at the beach. It's meant to be 32 degrees and sunny. I've been waiting for this day for a looong time. I've been going down to the beach fairly regularly, but you honestly can't beat the company, it makes it all the more fun. I got a message from Jess Banner today to tell me that she's moving to Perth- I'm so excited for her, and I reckon I'll be joining her in a couple of years! GO WEST COAST! Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Anyway, I'd better go and wrap my brother's Xmas present, I got him the Matt Tilly gotcha call CD because those calls really shit me up the wall... and anything that shits me up the wall he really takes a liking for! Plus, he loves the comedy. Alas, I fear now that I'll be hearing WAYY too much of Matt Tilly and my head will be spinning in circles by the time I start my placement on the 3rd of January. Oh well, at least I have someone to blame! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Have a good one guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh and by the way, do you know what people do in Thailand if they get boxed in? The boxer-innerer leaves their handbrake off so that the person who's boxed in is able to push their car out of the way! Can you imagine if that system was implemented in Australia? No way Jose. It would be one mad country with a lot of angry folk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-113521954497724908?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/113521954497724908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=113521954497724908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113521954497724908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113521954497724908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/12/yay-beach-day.html' title='Yay, beach day!'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-113504838268279210</id><published>2005-12-20T13:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T14:18:28.323+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Wassuppp ma homies?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, well, well, we meet again! Who would've thought? Long time no type! Yes, I went to Missy and Ben, and it was one the best concerts I've ever been to. Subsequently I fell in &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with beautiful Ben Lee and his eternally happy music. I actually went as far to tell one of the weird guys from Physio that Ben Lee was in fact my boyfriend, and he believed me! I then went on to tell him that I had to go because he had just come over and was setting up his DJ equipment to fuel our post-exam party! What a gullible boy. And everything thinks that &lt;em&gt;I'm &lt;/em&gt;bad!! All that we had going was a cocktail night with all the girls (and Stefan) and then went out in the city to Billboards. Was fully sick mate! We were all wearing our awesome cocktail dresses so let's just say that we got a bit of attention from the boys when we were out. Including Chris, who really really really didn't want it! She was wearing the happy birthday headband and was really beating them off with a stick! When we were out we met this guy called Ben who I swear looked like the lead singer from Coldplay, he was very entertaining!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I finished my exams early in November, so I had the rest of November to chill, do my Level 2 Sports Trainer's certificate (funded by the Yarraville Football Club, thank you very much, $500 later!!), volunteer for a Neuro/Geriatrics conference and enjoyed pissing Mattie off by doing nothing while he had to study all day. Poor boy! Anyways, that was fun, and I arrived back in Warrnambool on the last Saturday in November to attend Laura's 21st. What a night it was. It had been at least 2 weeks since I last had a drink so it felt like 2 years, we hit the Gal for about 45 minutes then ended up back at her place dancing in her living room! It was great!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last weekend I went up to Ballarat to visit Laura again and we had the leftover drinks from her 21st, which also turned out to be a great night. My school friends are legends, I've missed them so much when I've been in Melbourne, although while I'm there I don't realise it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This week I'm going to go for a walk along the beach with Jane and play tennis with Em, Pete and maybe Jane/Hayden. Then it's xmas, where we inevitably are going to the Coates' house for lunch (they have two annoying little boys so I spend my xmas day trying to stop myself from being violent!), and after that (on the 28th) we're heading up to Melbourne to see the Lion King. Then New Years in Melbourne, then I begin my placement in Warrnambool on the 3rd Jan. Will be up in Melbourne for the weekends of the 14th and 28th, as I have 21sts and am going to the Australian Open! Hope to see y'all there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Can't wait to see all my Physio homies who have been overseas for the past month, they are going to have so many awesome stories to tell me!! Let me know when you get back Terence!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Love y'all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JAC XXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-113504838268279210?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/113504838268279210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=113504838268279210&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113504838268279210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113504838268279210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/12/wassuppp-ma-homies.html' title='Wassuppp ma homies?!'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-113046869307713291</id><published>2005-10-28T13:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:06:06.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>No pics allowed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/156/2331/640/IMG_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/156/2331/320/IMG_0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peek a boo at cardio clinic!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-113046869307713291?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/113046869307713291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=113046869307713291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113046869307713291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113046869307713291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-pics-allowed.html' title='No pics allowed'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-113046846001869633</id><published>2005-10-28T13:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:08:18.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>STudy sCHmudy</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;That's all i have to say,  except for WHAT IS WITH THE UNDERLINING?  I can't get rid of it!... AGAIN!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AND I'm going to see Missy Higgins and Ben Lee perform in 3 days!  WOOOOT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-113046846001869633?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/113046846001869633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=113046846001869633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113046846001869633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/113046846001869633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/10/study-schmudy.html' title='STudy sCHmudy'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-112953075521096660</id><published>2005-10-17T16:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T16:33:36.486+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/CAVQWBVX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/CAVQWBVX.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael and I at the races&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Wow, it seems like i still have readers after all this time!  How awesome!  Michael sent me a photo of us at race day on Saturday, so check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my clinical exam tomorrow worth 10% i think?  Not really stressed about it, don't know why.  I have one of the coolest supervisors on the planet.  Toby.  He's seriously awesome.  He's so relaxed and fun to be around, he even starts practicing his golf swing in the middle of the gym with a SPS!  It's really hilarious.  He's 29 but he looks about 22, and reckons he has never had to do a cardio placement or auscultate a chest his whole life (and if he was asked to auscultate he wouldn't have a clue what to listen for!).  He isn't that much help in a knowledge-base kind of a way, but he's great company!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get to organising my subjective and objective assessments!  Woo hoo.  Can't wait til I can drink drink drink and partayyyyyyy!&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-112953075521096660?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/112953075521096660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=112953075521096660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112953075521096660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112953075521096660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/10/wow.html' title='wow!'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-112945477388189005</id><published>2005-10-16T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T19:26:13.916+10:00</updated><title type='text'>JAC'S BACKKKKKKK</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you all?  I bet no one even reads this blog any more because I haven't updated it in so long!  I'm sorry!  Been busy.  Quite very considerably busy!  Yesterday I went with Ilks, Stefan, Michael, Rhi and Ash to the Caufield Cup for the first time ever... it was SO much fun!  I can't believe how great a time I had.  Seriously, horse racing has never really appealed to me- but the day was great, it didn't seem really that much about horse racing, just about dressing up, having a few drinks and basking in the beautiful Spring sunshine!  I totally loved it!  Tell you what, there were so many people there though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every arrived classily, looking totally gorgeous in their frocks and suits- but by the end people were stumbling around barefoot, looking kind of vague, trying to figure out which direction they were supposed to be going in and yelling like hooligans!  It was hilarious!  They even had those people in gowns from the Carlton Draught ad!  It was totally cool!  Not to mention the fact that I snuck a drink bottle of goon in despite thorough bag inspections :p.  Ahh I'm so nifty... and tight! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, I wish I could go to the Melbourne Cup! If only it wasn't during exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Although I guess exams aren't stopping me from going to the Missy Higgins and Ben Lee concert that's going to happen on the 31st October (the night before our first exam apparently)!  Bring it on BIYUTCH!  Yayyyy!  Cheers guys and please comment if you actually read this blog!  HAHA.  Should be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3C$BlogItemURL$%3E"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-112945477388189005?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/112945477388189005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=112945477388189005&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112945477388189005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112945477388189005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/10/jacs-backkkkkkk.html' title='JAC&apos;S BACKKKKKKK'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-112268346173959994</id><published>2005-07-30T10:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T10:31:01.740+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Love life update</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Just thought I'd fill you in on the latest in Jac's soap opera love life... it's now officially on the UP.  Proud to say it.  Hoo-ray-zuh!&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3C$BlogItemURL$%3E"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-112268346173959994?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/112268346173959994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=112268346173959994&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112268346173959994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112268346173959994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/07/love-life-update.html' title='Love life update'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-112268334122904259</id><published>2005-07-30T10:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T10:29:01.233+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent happenings</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Well, well, well.  What can I say?  This blog has kind of been neglected over the past few months- and I reassure my friends that I am still alive and kicking!  I'm halfway through my Neuro placement at Sunshine Hospital at the moment, which is going well.  I don't really enjoy it as much as I enjoyed Cardio at RMH but you get that, and I'm glad that I'm experiencing this area of Physio now rather than later when I'm graduated.  At least I know now what to avoid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footy is going well, there are 4 games left of this season and then I'll have my Saturdays back!  Should be great... but I'm also going to miss the social side of it all.  I've enjoyed being crazy and going out every weekend, but I think it'll be great also to just sit and chill out for a while.  Also to catch up with people I haven't seen in donkey's years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a phone cover for my mobile last night.  Matt thinks it's crap and that I'm going to change it within a week.  I'm going to leave it on for months.  I hope that I don't get sick of it... even if I do, I'm going to stay in denial.  MUST WIN. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I have to go to work.  It's sunny today so I'm stoked.  Perhaps it won't be such a bad day after all.  Going out to Trader Bar with Adrian and friends tonight, then out to Billboards a bit later on to meet the footy boys who will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plastered&lt;/span&gt;.  Hawhaw I love their antics, they're seriously so entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-112268334122904259?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/112268334122904259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=112268334122904259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112268334122904259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/112268334122904259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/07/recent-happenings.html' title='Recent happenings'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111932265894367114</id><published>2005-06-21T12:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T12:57:38.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'>advice</title><content type='html'>just a word of advice, please don't ask me about my love life because i don't want to talk about it- as always, it is shambles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111932265894367114?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111932265894367114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111932265894367114&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111932265894367114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111932265894367114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/06/advice.html' title='advice'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111776086629971061</id><published>2005-06-03T11:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T11:20:28.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>goss update</title><content type='html'>yeah i know i haven't written in this blog in ages, truth is, i have been blogging at another site! but the other site is an absolute secret and contains information that none of you will ever know about me. yes, that's right. it holds my deepest darkest secrets! hawhaw, not really, but you get the picture. so i've been distracted by this newer, more spiffy blog and have neglected to update you all on what has been happening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm into my final week of cardio placement at rmh next week. it's been such a great experience, i really want to keep going with it! but at the same time i can't wait to have a 3 week holiday and then a week of uni, it's going to be slack as! yayyy. my supervisors have been awesome so far, even though heaps of people were saying that leonie was going to be a bitch and make all the girls cry, i found her to be quite nice! you just have to know how to take her i guess. plus, in third year they don't expect as much from us i suppose. fourth year is going to be the real test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;footy is going really well, i'm getting to know all of the guys quite well now. it's great, i can go there and feel comfortable starting up a conversation with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt; there, and i know all of their names now which is awesome. it means that when they all queue up for a rub i can remember who was next and yell out their name. i think they've all got a lot more respect for me as well since i've been working for the club for more than a year now and also since i've been making a huge effort to get to know them all and attend the social functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've met a guy at footy, he's the cutest guy ever. name is chris winks or "winksy". i've always thought he was a cutie but never really considered the option of hooking up with him. then when he showed interest we just hit it off. went on a date with him about 1.5 weeks ago to the movies, i was a bit scared to start off with but when i hang around with him it's all so casual and he makes me feel relaxed. on the other hand, i think he was shitting himself! i think maybe that's why i wasn't so nervous, cos i knew that he would be a lot worse than i would! anyway, since we first kissed on the footy cross-dressing night i've been seeing him a bit, nothing is official by all means but i guess what i'm trying to say is that we have potential. that is, if he becomes more willing to hang out with me when he's not around all his friends. half the times i've kissed him has been in front of his friends, so i'm hoping that'll change!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, that's the goss. going to dane's tonight for a delicious dinner no doubt! yayyy i get to see everyone again! i haven't seen so many collegians in ages, i'm just lazy and so incredibly busy! and i've been preoccupied with footy... oops! heheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run but i wuv you all! xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/IMG_07481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/IMG_07481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111776086629971061?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111776086629971061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111776086629971061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111776086629971061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111776086629971061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/06/goss-update.html' title='goss update'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111534938684379318</id><published>2005-05-06T13:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T13:18:12.186+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hollywood dress-up night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/Austin%20Powers%20Baby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/Austin%20Powers%20Baby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winksy (austin powers), he's a cutie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111534938684379318?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111534938684379318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111534938684379318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111534938684379318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111534938684379318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/05/hollywood-dress-up-night.html' title='hollywood dress-up night'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111534934245642740</id><published>2005-05-06T13:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T13:18:35.293+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/Nelly%20and%20Disco%20Stew1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/Nelly%20and%20Disco%20Stew1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silky (nelly) and thorny (disco stew), love 'em!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111534934245642740?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111534934245642740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111534934245642740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111534934245642740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111534934245642740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/05/silky-nelly-and-thorny-disco-stew-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111438495250121007</id><published>2005-04-25T09:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T09:23:58.193+10:00</updated><title type='text'>so yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt; It's ok, i'm still alive, just living it up since i'm FREE now! Yeee-harrrr. Finished exams on Friday and haven't had a good night's sleep since, unfortunately! I'm looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow morning, it's going to be so nice. But this weekend has been so worth it! Went to Dyls' on Friday night, then had a cocktail night with Stefan, Chris, Mattie and Sam, then worked all Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN drove to Bendigo for Carina's 21st, which ended up being a pretty good night. THEN drove back to Melbs again, THEN woke up at 8:00am this morning to drive Pete to Spencer St. Man! I'm a machine! And that's after a week of non-sleep and nonsense! Yeah-ii-yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be bothered writing any more.  Sorry Dane! x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111438495250121007?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111438495250121007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111438495250121007&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111438495250121007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111438495250121007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/so-yeah.html' title='so yeah'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111327997726588584</id><published>2005-04-12T14:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T14:26:17.266+10:00</updated><title type='text'>learner on the roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;cal has just got his L plates- and promptly crashed into his friends recycling bin.  apparently he's now a member of the WORM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a Warrnambool Opposed to Recycling Modules group- these boys have too much time on their hands i say!  me?  i can't even figure out how to get this gay underlining thing to stop happening!  hmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3C$BlogItemURL$%3E"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111327997726588584?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111327997726588584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111327997726588584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111327997726588584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111327997726588584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/learner-on-roads.html' title='learner on the roads'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111321040951239004</id><published>2005-04-11T19:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T19:06:49.513+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Footy training is tomorrow YAYYY, I can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3C$BlogItemURL$%3E"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111321040951239004?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111321040951239004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111321040951239004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111321040951239004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111321040951239004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/footy-training-is-tomorrow-yayyy-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111301745015385816</id><published>2005-04-09T13:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T13:32:11.423+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lynda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/me%20%2810%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/me%20%2810%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Check out my cuz from England! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; Aint she a cutie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111301745015385816?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111301745015385816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111301745015385816&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111301745015385816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111301745015385816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/lynda.html' title='Lynda'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111301729097962377</id><published>2005-04-09T13:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T10:51:42.246+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Balls</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Guess what the theme for the Physio Ball is?  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dress to get lei'd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; How funny is that? I think it's extra funny, and quite controversial. I can't wait! But there's still about a month to go, so I'll just have to hang in there!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Whitley Ball is on this Thursday, should be good to see everyone again all dressed up to the 9s. I can't wait to dance, I haven't had a proper night out in ages so this should be the perfect opportunity. It's also my last day of uni for the semester, and 4 days before my exams but whatever. We have to sacrifice some things, and I'd much rather be partying than couped up in my room studying cerebellar ataxia! As interesting as it is....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Footy cross-dressing night is coming up. Initially I wasn't going to go, but I've decided I'm going now- I'll go shopping in the op-shop on my week off for some footy shorts, socks and jumper. I'm going to take the piss, and it's going to be oh so funny! I'm going to laugh so much at all their attempts to look feminine. Good luck to 'em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mark rang me today and asked whether I could try to find another trainer to work with us- so I'll be asking around at uni etc.! It'll be cool having someone from uni there, although I kind of like the fact that this a whole new social circle! Oh well, at least I'll have someone to share taxis with!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111301729097962377?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111301729097962377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111301729097962377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111301729097962377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111301729097962377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/balls.html' title='Balls'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111250460719717011</id><published>2005-04-03T15:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:03:27.196+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stooze me</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Stooze me but I have great news.  The new *PIMP BLOG* has been started by the almighty &lt;a href="http://yodellingmonkeys.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kuronai&lt;/a&gt;.  Please check it out.  It will be well worth your while.  This man is one of those niggi's.&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111250460719717011?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111250460719717011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111250460719717011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111250460719717011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111250460719717011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/stooze-me.html' title='Stooze me'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111250194159842301</id><published>2005-04-03T14:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T14:19:01.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Good evening, this is Ian Henderson with ABC news</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Pope John Paul II, who led Catholic church for 26 years, dies at 84 after debilitating illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PTL FLP AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111250194159842301?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111250194159842301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111250194159842301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111250194159842301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111250194159842301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/good-evening-this-is-ian-henderson.html' title='Good evening, this is Ian Henderson with ABC news'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111242265243349614</id><published>2005-04-02T16:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T14:09:23.203+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The cute boy has a sore finger</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;Az is nice as! AND a snowboarder, AND went to Japan for a week last week! How cool is that?! He is a good friend. I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111242265243349614?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111242265243349614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111242265243349614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111242265243349614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111242265243349614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/04/cute-boy-has-sore-finger.html' title='The cute boy has a sore finger'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111101323516347160</id><published>2005-03-17T09:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T09:47:15.163+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>But I don't get it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111101323516347160?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111101323516347160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111101323516347160&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111101323516347160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111101323516347160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/03/but-i-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111067940709875302</id><published>2005-03-13T13:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T13:05:57.333+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/IMG_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/IMG_0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A happy snap from my college days.  It's &lt;em&gt;slightly &lt;/em&gt;more attractive one than the last post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111067940709875302?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111067940709875302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111067940709875302&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111067940709875302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111067940709875302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-snap-from-my-college-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111066800666911011</id><published>2005-03-13T09:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T09:53:26.670+11:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>It sounds like someone just fell down the stairs outside!  Oooops I'd better go and see if they're alright.  Meh!  I'm in my PJs and my hair is one crazy mess so maybe I won't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111066800666911011?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111066800666911011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111066800666911011&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111066800666911011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111066800666911011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/03/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-111034418860572871</id><published>2005-03-09T15:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T16:00:05.883+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse McCartney</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/freak-face1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/freak-face1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want another pretty face&lt;br /&gt;I don't want anyone to hold&lt;br /&gt;I don't want my love to go to waste&lt;br /&gt;I want you and you're beautiful so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEZ GET IT ON, TARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wrong right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-111034418860572871?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/111034418860572871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=111034418860572871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111034418860572871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/111034418860572871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/03/jesse-mccartney.html' title='Jesse McCartney'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110964141573704346</id><published>2005-03-01T12:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T12:43:35.740+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Corey apologises a week later.  Biggest sweet-talker ever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110964141573704346?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110964141573704346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110964141573704346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110964141573704346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110964141573704346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/03/corey-apologises-week-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110920993220752467</id><published>2005-02-24T12:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T13:55:42.946+11:00</updated><title type='text'>SO anyway</title><content type='html'>SO anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started football on Monday. Picture this: I drive into the footy ground and start up a few conversations, then Morgs walks past and says hi (which was fine)... he then proceeded to very obviously look me up and down, smile and walk off. It really shitted me. If he was going to check me out he could have at least done it in a subtle way. Welcome to the land of football.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into the rooms and miraculously Bazza walks in and says "Ohh, I'm feeling so sore from work, do you mind giving me a back rub?" I roll my eyes, give him shit for it and oblige (after all, it's what I'm paid for). I have a few conversations that were good value, it turns out that not all footballers are thugs. Although this is the general rule to go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then COREY enters the rooms. This is what I was least expecting. After a casual chat, he proceeds to (in front of his mates) try to embarrass me. "Why didn't you call me?" "Been to the beach, hey? Doesn't look like it *compares his arm to mine*..." Farrk he annoyed me. It's like I'm his little object and I'll just collapse at my knees every time he talks to me, regardless of what he says. I guess this sort of arrogance comes hand in hand with a career like modelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I retaliated with a few good comebacks and after about 10 mins we separated with his last words being "bitch!". He's really good with the flattery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate football.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110920993220752467?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110920993220752467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110920993220752467&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110920993220752467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110920993220752467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-anyway.html' title='SO anyway'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110913719175705453</id><published>2005-02-23T16:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T16:39:51.756+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Newsflash</title><content type='html'>&lt;blogitemurl&gt;&lt;a href="http://cloudsandmemories.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dane&lt;/a&gt; is a hippy!&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110913719175705453?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110913719175705453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110913719175705453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110913719175705453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110913719175705453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/newsflash.html' title='Newsflash'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110834889962774781</id><published>2005-02-14T13:41:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T13:41:39.626+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>Aww no one loves me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110834889962774781?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110834889962774781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110834889962774781&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110834889962774781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110834889962774781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110799686323268261</id><published>2005-02-10T11:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T14:05:50.536+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Bec and Lleyton</title><content type='html'>Y'know what? This whole situation is ridiculous! I'm so disinterested by it now, and feel sorry for them because of all this media attention that they have been receiving. I was listening to Nova yesterday morning when a lady rang up and started comparing Kim Clijsters to Princess Fiona! I think things have gone a bit far with the media (although who's surprised?). What if they are in love? They probably are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, he's just a boy, standing in front of a girl, asking her to love him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gamble everything for love, gamble everything&lt;br /&gt;Put it in a place you keep what you need&lt;br /&gt;You can gamble everything for love if you're free&lt;br /&gt;You gotta gamble everything for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby are you cold are you cold baby&lt;br /&gt;I can wrap you up wrap you up in my love&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna you can gamble everything for love&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna you can gamble everything for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a list of things you need leave it empty&lt;br /&gt;Except for number one, write love, gamble everything&lt;br /&gt;Keep it under lock and key&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna you can gamble everything for love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me are you feeling lost in the crowds&lt;br /&gt;In the places that you never knew to get through&lt;br /&gt;Tell me are you going to cry all night&lt;br /&gt;Tell me the truth and I'll tell you the truth&lt;br /&gt;If you gamble everything for love you're gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;Alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BEN LEE ROCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110799686323268261?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110799686323268261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110799686323268261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110799686323268261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110799686323268261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/bec-and-lleyton.html' title='Bec and Lleyton'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110799052905809234</id><published>2005-02-10T10:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T10:08:49.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New Address</title><content type='html'>220/200 Smithfield Road&lt;br /&gt;Flemington VIC 3301&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110799052905809234?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110799052905809234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110799052905809234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110799052905809234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110799052905809234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/new-address.html' title='New Address'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110790233278234991</id><published>2005-02-09T09:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T09:38:52.783+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fuckin' uni!  I've had 13 hours in 2 days but at least now I can be a total slackass and only have &lt;strong&gt;1 hour for the rest of the week&lt;/strong&gt;!  Take that, biatches!  Unfortunately it can not be that way for the rest of the semester, but I'm enjoying it while it last yeahiiyeah!  Now excuse me while I continue my boring study session on Cardio Respiratory Systems.  WOOOOOO HOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110790233278234991?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110790233278234991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110790233278234991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110790233278234991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110790233278234991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/fuckin-uni-ive-had-13-hours-in-2-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110783179500209379</id><published>2005-02-08T14:02:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T14:03:15.003+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>** CORRECTION **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love "mess".  Smart people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110783179500209379?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110783179500209379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110783179500209379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110783179500209379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110783179500209379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/correction-love-mess.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110768560478826884</id><published>2005-02-06T21:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T11:50:08.953+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A story of love, infidelity and beautiful people</title><content type='html'>A heartfelt story, one read by only a privileged few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time there was a tall, handsome, dirty, lame-joke-telling red-bearded pirate. His name was Roweena. He was a fine man indeed, and inevitably, being such a SNAG meant that he never suffered from a shortage of women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day (like many others), a cute, freckly, retarded blonde bombshell fell head over heels for him. Roweena saw a spark in this girl and manipulated her into changing her name to &lt;em&gt;Jiminy, &lt;/em&gt;as it was his prime sexual fantasy. She loved him with all her heart and their love blossomed beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, until Roweena had an affair with &lt;em&gt;Gemma&lt;/em&gt;, Daneyschka's one and only. &lt;em&gt;Jiminy&lt;/em&gt; was absolutely mortified but despite this infidelity prepared to give Roweena a second chance. Things were shambles, but Roweena finally gave in and declared his utmost love for the awkward, skinny but gorgeous girl. He truly believed that &lt;em&gt;Jiminy &lt;/em&gt;was the one for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funnily enough, Roweena proceeded to fall for &lt;em&gt;Gemma&lt;/em&gt;, against Daneyschka's wishes! They now consider themselves soulmates and Daneyschka has conveniently decided to fall for &lt;em&gt;Jiminy&lt;/em&gt;. What a love triangle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110768560478826884?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110768560478826884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110768560478826884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110768560478826884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110768560478826884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/story-of-love-infidelity-and-beautiful.html' title='A story of love, infidelity and beautiful people'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110749224171342726</id><published>2005-02-04T15:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T15:45:11.500+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am now officially a girl of extreme intelligence and upmost sophistication. I also morph to having four eyes when I'm in lectures, driving and in front of the TV. Apparently I've been illegally driving for quite some time now... I must be a fucking good driver considering I haven't had a single accident and have been driving every day! I even drove up to Bendigo and Melbourne in mum's car the other day. Lucky lucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to Melbourne tomorrow to continue our desperate search for a house and go back to uni. I've never felt so discouraged when thinking about study, I kind of wish I'd deferred! The hols have passed by so damn quickly! Oh well, I'm sure I'll get over my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3 eight o clock starts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! Pity me people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110749224171342726?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110749224171342726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110749224171342726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110749224171342726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110749224171342726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-now-officially-girl-of-extreme.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110747584977175451</id><published>2005-02-04T11:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T15:36:19.823+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Confession</title><content type='html'>I don't hate Bec and Lleyton, they are just easy people to pick on, plus I like making fun of all the publicity that they've been receiving. HAR HAR HAR I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Cal is doing his Deb with Laura Ballinger, that's right, Hayds' younger sister! How exciting, they'll be so cute. I'll road trip down from Melbourne to see them FO SHIZ MA NIZ! I'm so proud of ma little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110747584977175451?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110747584977175451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110747584977175451&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110747584977175451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110747584977175451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/confession.html' title='Confession'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110747057797596843</id><published>2005-02-04T09:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T09:44:47.723+11:00</updated><title type='text'>News by the hour</title><content type='html'>Bec Cartwright was in fact ENGAGED to Beau Brady when she broke it off in December, they had been together for 4 years and the parents are now devastated (who cares about Beau!) She has been claiming that she wore a &lt;em&gt;friendship ring&lt;/em&gt; on her engagement finger, whereas Beau's parents claim it was the real deal. What juicy goss, I feel like I should be reading Women's Weekly. Inevitably more updates to come.  *Cough*.  Won't last *Cough*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110747057797596843?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110747057797596843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110747057797596843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110747057797596843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110747057797596843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/news-by-hour.html' title='News by the hour'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110738650757678719</id><published>2005-02-03T10:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T10:26:48.800+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirsty Merc</title><content type='html'>So we've already established the fact&lt;br /&gt;That things are gunna be different in the future baby&lt;br /&gt;And you've reiterated the fact&lt;br /&gt;That you don't want to get into something&lt;br /&gt;That's just gunna have to end later&lt;br /&gt;And I know our lives are changin'&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen it coming for a while too, don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;And I've been going out of town baby&lt;br /&gt;It's gunna happen more&lt;br /&gt;We gotta be strong but now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Just be a fly on the wall&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm thinking about ya&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see&lt;br /&gt;You gotta hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be here babe&lt;br /&gt;Someday someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you gotta go to university&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just trying to make some cash&lt;br /&gt;To follow my dreams&lt;br /&gt;But please don't say we're too busy&lt;br /&gt;To give each other time&lt;br /&gt;And support we need&lt;br /&gt;I know we gotta work our jobs&lt;br /&gt;And make some money to&lt;br /&gt;Get by in this expensive world&lt;br /&gt;Don't let that overtake the fact&lt;br /&gt;That before all that, you're still my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm gone&lt;br /&gt;Just be a fly on the wall&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm talking about ya&lt;br /&gt;Just wait and see&lt;br /&gt;You gotta hear what I say&lt;br /&gt;Im in love with you&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be here babe&lt;br /&gt;Someday someday&lt;br /&gt;I will be the one babe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you, I'm not so far away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110738650757678719?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110738650757678719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110738650757678719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110738650757678719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110738650757678719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/thirsty-merc.html' title='Thirsty Merc'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110730035385536323</id><published>2005-02-02T10:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T10:25:53.856+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh blogger</title><content type='html'>Apparently &lt;a href="http://onevowlshort.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jack&lt;/a&gt; has a blog?  Wadda you know!  It's the new COOMEEEEEON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110730035385536323?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110730035385536323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110730035385536323&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110730035385536323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110730035385536323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/fresh-blogger.html' title='Fresh blogger'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110730000116526008</id><published>2005-02-02T10:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T15:06:57.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The OC</title><content type='html'>This show kicks ass! I admit that it's &lt;em&gt;just another one of those typical stereotypical American dramas&lt;/em&gt;, but it's SOMUCHBETTER! They have hot actors (Ryan) and half-hot, funny actors (Seth). They even have some female cheerleading material for the boys! How can one not fall in love with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the lowdown on the HOT factor. My preferences over the two boys have changed since last season, where I thought Seth was the sexiest man on the planet, and although Ryan was attractive, he was way too intense and serious. I kind of like the jokers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since last night I've decided that Ryan is the biggest babe ever. I can't believe he dated Marissa, the biggest psychopath, emotionally unstable, mixed up girl who is just &lt;em&gt;depressing&lt;/em&gt;! He deserves so much better! I hope that they never hook up again, and that Ryan scores the hottest babe on the planet so they can make hot babies. Ahhhhhhh. Maybe I should go into acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110730000116526008?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110730000116526008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110730000116526008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110730000116526008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110730000116526008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/02/oc.html' title='The OC'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110714176923293754</id><published>2005-01-31T14:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T09:53:32.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Australian Open</title><content type='html'>COME ONNNNNNNNNNNN! I love tennis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, despite this love, I must concede that Lleyton Hewitt's recent engagement to Bec Cartwright is somewhat retarded! I guess they are perfectly matched as she is the icon blonde bimbo of Australia and he is the hottest man on the planet (that is, if you chop off his head). Now, my issue with this new development is, and yes, embarrassingly, I've done my research, that Lleyton has just been dumped by his ex-fiance Kim Clijsters 2 months ago. On top of this, Bec is still recovering from a break up with her long-term boyfriend Beau Brady in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alarm bells are ringing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a bit skeptical of this romance, especially when Lleyton proposed hours after losing the Australian Open final against Marat Safin. Is he just trying to divert the spotlight from his heartbreaking loss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110714176923293754?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110714176923293754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110714176923293754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110714176923293754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110714176923293754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/australian-open.html' title='Australian Open'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110619982677750257</id><published>2005-01-20T16:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T16:43:46.776+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi5</title><content type='html'>If anyone ever sends you a Hi5 Invitation, &lt;strong&gt;DON’T ACCEPT&lt;/strong&gt;, it’s the SHITTEST website in the world!&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110619982677750257?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110619982677750257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110619982677750257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110619982677750257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110619982677750257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/hi5.html' title='Hi5'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110565944159516838</id><published>2005-01-14T10:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T17:15:09.946+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth about girls</title><content type='html'>There has never been a short supply of jokes about how hard it is for men to understand women. There is no possible way to explain our dating rituals or random outbursts, but one can only try to give the men some hints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a woman says something to you…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50% of the time they don’t mean it AT ALL (they probably mean the opposite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45% of the time they’ve subtly hinted at their true feelings but others remain (justifiably) oblivious to it- the woman then takes offence to it or becomes disheartened because she gets the impression that the man doesn’t care enough about her to quiz her about what is bothering her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5% of the time (and this is usually at breaking point), the woman just blurts out a list of things that have been bothering her for the past 6 months in an emotional outburst, rendering the man dumbfounded, flabbergasted and exasperated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you don’t know where you’re going, admit it and ASK FOR DIRECTIONS!&lt;/blogitemurl&gt; There is nothing more frustrating than a man who refuses to admit he is lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should write a book. Oh wait, that's been done already... FUCK YEAH! What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110565944159516838?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110565944159516838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110565944159516838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110565944159516838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110565944159516838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/truth-about-girls.html' title='The truth about girls'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110548302323830414</id><published>2005-01-12T09:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T10:44:04.766+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry for bringing unnecessary conflict to your blog, Thom. Just know that I had reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110548302323830414?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110548302323830414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110548302323830414&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110548302323830414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110548302323830414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110533290217835318</id><published>2005-01-10T15:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T15:55:02.176+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Links</title><content type='html'>OK I'll be honest, I just fixed the Whitley link.  Can't believe I got it wrong.  It's only the most important website in the universe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110533290217835318?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110533290217835318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110533290217835318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110533290217835318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110533290217835318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/links.html' title='Links'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110533261113356980</id><published>2005-01-10T15:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T15:50:11.133+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hildas...PFFT!</title><content type='html'>Nick thinks that Whitley is a lame college.  Well well well. Maybe it is.  Maybe THEY ALL ARE!  Mwahhhhahahaha!  He's just happy cos he chose Hilda's and is now surrounded by hotties.  Lucky Nick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110533261113356980?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110533261113356980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110533261113356980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110533261113356980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110533261113356980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/hildaspfft.html' title='Hildas...PFFT!'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110531456703388737</id><published>2005-01-10T10:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T10:50:34.256+11:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had a hammer</title><content type='html'>Oh if I had a hammer&lt;br /&gt;I'd hammer in the morning&lt;br /&gt;I'd hammer in the evening&lt;br /&gt;All over this land *ALL OVER THIS LAND*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I found a spider *SPIDER*&lt;br /&gt;I'd smash its legs off *LEGS OFF*&lt;br /&gt;And show my love for my brothers and my sisters&lt;br /&gt;All over this land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110531456703388737?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110531456703388737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110531456703388737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110531456703388737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110531456703388737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/if-i-had-hammer.html' title='If I had a hammer'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110531430963828681</id><published>2005-01-10T10:38:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T10:45:09.640+11:00</updated><title type='text'>The Seanchai (pron. Shan-a-key)</title><content type='html'>A pretty nice pub that has a bit of an atmosphere, with a few live bands.  It grows on you the more visits you make.  I’ve decided that the night life here is actually pretty good, especially if you go out with the right people.  Saturday was the best night out I’ve had in a looooooong time.  I saw so many people unexpectedly and had a good ol’ boogie.  I’m so proud of Michael and Tynan.  It’s about time! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, they’re not gay.  That would be pretty funny, and very unexpected.&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110531430963828681?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110531430963828681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110531430963828681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110531430963828681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110531430963828681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/seanchai-pron-shan-key.html' title='The Seanchai (pron. Shan-a-key)'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110531371983460630</id><published>2005-01-10T10:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T10:35:19.833+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Scariest thing ever</title><content type='html'>Far out.  The scariest thing happened this weekend.  I was totally creeped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yolly and I were going to the Co-op and we parked in the back carpark next to a big Agapantha bush for some shade (even though it wasn't that hot).  We opened the doors to get out of the car (as you do), and I totally freaked.  There, on the door, about 3cm from my face was the ugliest, biggest, scariest Huntsman I have ever seen.  Words don't do justice to how scared I was.  It gives me the creeps just thinking about it now.  I screamed and jumped out of the way, running to the shelter of the other side of the car with darling Yolly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just take a moment to say how brave Yol was *thoughtful silence*.  OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grabbed a stick and flicked the spider into the bushes, then we quickly shut the door.  When that sort of thing happens you get really edgy and think that spiders are in the most unlikely places ie.  THE CAR!  Scarred for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just reminds me of one time when I was in yr 12.  Mum was driving me to school and she decided that it was getting a bit bright outside.  So she pulled down the visa thing overhead... AND THERE WAS A HUNTSMAN UNDER IT!  She totally freaked and we pulled over.  Lucky W'bool doesn't have deadly amounts of traffic.  We have never been the same since.  Waaaaaa!  Call me a sook but it was SCARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110531371983460630?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110531371983460630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110531371983460630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110531371983460630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110531371983460630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/scariest-thing-ever.html' title='Scariest thing ever'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110506798185081231</id><published>2005-01-07T14:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:19:41.850+11:00</updated><title type='text'>rED bUGS</title><content type='html'>a TINY RED BUG IS CRAWLING ACROSS MY PAGE.  aND BY TINY, i MEAN very TINY... LIKE 1/1000TH THE SIZE OF A SPRINKLE.  so cute!!  i WISH I WAS ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110506798185081231?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110506798185081231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110506798185081231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110506798185081231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110506798185081231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/red-bugs.html' title='rED bUGS'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110499189206173841</id><published>2005-01-06T17:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T17:11:32.060+11:00</updated><title type='text'>House hunting</title><content type='html'>OK I'm getting a bit worried about this whole house scenario.  I can't wait to move out and to have a house to ourselves, but at the same time I know we have to go hunting for a suitable one that's not too far from uni/college and fits all our criteria.  It's a bit stressful, considering Brian's coming back to Melbourne on 26th Jan and my uni starts on 7th Feb.  Somewhere in that time we have to find a house, sign a lease and I have to organise for all my stuff (we have to hire a trailor) to get transported to Melbourne.  It's not as easy as it seems.  Especially when not all houses are ready to move into at the click of our fingers.  I hope everything works out OK.  If not, I'll be quite stressed out and resign to being a bum on the street.  Hey, I have a guitar, I can busk!  Har har har.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110499189206173841?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110499189206173841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110499189206173841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110499189206173841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110499189206173841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/house-hunting.html' title='House hunting'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110497437336190053</id><published>2005-01-06T13:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:19:33.360+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Water spillage issues</title><content type='html'>Monique has just had some water spillage issues and is currently drying herself in the bathroom.  What a pisser, she is very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110497437336190053?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110497437336190053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110497437336190053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110497437336190053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110497437336190053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/water-spillage-issues.html' title='Water spillage issues'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110497221670979305</id><published>2005-01-06T11:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:28:32.466+11:00</updated><title type='text'>For the sake of amusement</title><content type='html'>“There is more to life than increasing its speed.”&lt;br /&gt;- Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I believe in getting into hot water; it keeps you clean.”&lt;br /&gt;- G.K. Chesterton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“All things good to know are difficult to learn.”&lt;br /&gt;- Greek Proverb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Life can only be understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.”&lt;br /&gt;- Kierkegaard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense.”&lt;br /&gt;- Tom Clancy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He who never made a mistake never made a discovery.”&lt;br /&gt;- Samuel Smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There is nothing like returning to a place that remains unchanged to find the ways in which you yourself have altered.”&lt;br /&gt;- Nelson Mandela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.”&lt;br /&gt;- Oscar Wilde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“When they are alone they want to be with others, and when they are with others they want to be alone. After all, human beings are like that.”&lt;br /&gt;- Gertrude Stein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn’t.”&lt;br /&gt;- Erica Jong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“A woman has got to love a bad man once or twice in her life to be thankful for a good one.”&lt;br /&gt;- Mae West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“The only sure cure for a hangover is to stay drunk.”&lt;br /&gt;- W.G.P.&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No one has skin that is exactly the same colour as a Band-Aid."&lt;br /&gt;- Author unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110497221670979305?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110497221670979305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110497221670979305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110497221670979305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110497221670979305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/for-sake-of-amusement.html' title='For the sake of amusement'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110496626841982276</id><published>2005-01-06T10:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T10:04:28.420+11:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP</title><content type='html'>Today I’m overwhelmed with incredible sadness as &lt;a href="http://www.flingthecow.com"&gt;http://www.flingthecow.com&lt;/a&gt; has been taken off the net.  Waaaaaaaa!&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110496626841982276?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110496626841982276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110496626841982276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110496626841982276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110496626841982276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/rip.html' title='RIP'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110489469842599685</id><published>2005-01-05T14:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T16:11:19.863+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Events</title><content type='html'>Event 1:&lt;br /&gt;"Freak wave" kills 5 people in Stingray Bay, Warrnambool. Far out. Been swimming there so many times between the shore and Penguin Island. Went walking along the beach that day and the swell was moderately rough. A lot of the tourists go to that beach because they don't like the swell of Lady Bay and aren't competent swimmers, I guess when they were swept off their feet and washed out to sea they panicked. A rescue helicopter has been buzzing over the ocean for 3 days looking for a missing boy who was washed out to sea during the accident but he hasn't been found and the news has been (understandably) overshadowed by the tsunami disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of years ago one of our friends found a dead scuba-diver on the beach of Penguin Island who had been missing for weeks. It's really scary, it makes me want to avoid the ocean completely because it's so unpredictable and I really don't want to be the one who innocently stumbles across the body. I never thought anything so serious would happen here, it shows that no one's invincible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event 2:&lt;br /&gt;Yolly Dolly Golly Wolly is coming to Warrny Scrawny Fawny Yay Way Zay! Very exciting. We can be beach bums together, can't wait to see her again. Yay-zuh!  This is a SLIGHTLY happier post, YAYYYYY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110489469842599685?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110489469842599685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110489469842599685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110489469842599685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110489469842599685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/events.html' title='Events'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110489381798825855</id><published>2005-01-05T13:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T15:52:05.196+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Issues</title><content type='html'>Issue 1:&lt;br /&gt;I am worried that &lt;a href="http://thesilverbutton.blogspot.com"&gt;Adrian &lt;/a&gt;has disappeared off the face of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue 2:&lt;br /&gt;I'm already starting to look forward to uni and contemplating reading some references in advance, that's how boring work is at the moment. God help me. My uni hols are in weird spots this semester so I have exams when noone else has them and have hols when everyone else is at uni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advantages include being able to bug people at college when they are still in Melbs and at uni and I am freeeee. Disadvantages include having to study when everyone else is partying. Oh well, I'm sure positives will outweigh the negatives fo shiz ma niz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue 3:&lt;br /&gt;Warrnambool radio stations are SHIT, I miss my love song dedications 101.1. I hope Thom is listening to that program where the prisoners dedicate songs to their loved ones in the 'Laide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue 4:&lt;br /&gt;Pink is gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issue 5:&lt;br /&gt;I need another retarded picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110489381798825855?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110489381798825855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110489381798825855&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110489381798825855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110489381798825855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/issues.html' title='Issues'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110465088137067089</id><published>2005-01-02T18:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T18:28:01.370+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>It's Call ON Me, I've just realised.  Best song ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110465088137067089?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110465088137067089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110465088137067089&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110465088137067089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110465088137067089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2005/01/realisation.html' title='Realisation'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110411871846132039</id><published>2004-12-27T14:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T14:38:38.460+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me</title><content type='html'>EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE CALL ME CALL MEEEEEEEEEEEEE CALL ME CALL MEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh I love that song.  The first time I heard it was on Nova when I was walking back from my last day of uni.  It's just one of those songs that makes me excited because it reminds me of Summer and freedom!  It just makes me want to dance.  I really can't sit there and listen to it.  My feet just start jiggling.  I was at the Gal last night and the song came on.  My stick in the mud friends didn't want to dance so I sat there trying to contain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it came on 2 hrs later (yes, this is W'bool) and I just COULDN'T contain myself any longer.  My silly friends were still parked on the couch and I said fuck that I'm going to dance!  So I went up and danced with randoms and then sat down again quite calmly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110411871846132039?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110411871846132039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110411871846132039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110411871846132039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110411871846132039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/call-me.html' title='Call me'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110411839629427672</id><published>2004-12-27T14:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T14:33:16.293+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>William Read is a dickhead and so is his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110411839629427672?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110411839629427672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110411839629427672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110411839629427672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110411839629427672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/william-read-is-dickhead-and-so-is-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110377295868945880</id><published>2004-12-23T14:35:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T14:32:26.323+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Leonie</title><content type='html'>Let us not have Christ in Christmas. Let us just have another holiday (Holy-day?), where, for some reason unknown to a growing number of us, we give each other presents. It is a tradition, that is all we know. It has its own culture, all built around the worship of a man in red and a tree in green. Again, even though the basis is Christ, we do not want to offend anyone with the idea that we should worship the real meaning of this holiday. Would I be offended if someone said to me that they would not join in the Australia Day fun because they still carried citizenship of another country, even though they lived here permanently? I think I would. Why would they bother taking the day off if not to at least think about Australia Day. The same with Easter and Christmas. I believe that only those who are Christians should be allowed time off to celebrate Easter and Christmas if we no longer live in a Christian country. At least the hypocrisy would be gone. Why should anyone who is a non-Christian accept presents? What has Christmas to do with them? Or should I moderate my tone and say that we owe them the mercy that God has shown to us, and perhaps we can encourage their thinking anew about how Christmas and all of its celebrations came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For once, she has some sort of a point.&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed my mind, she doesn't have a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Stupid people.  I hate them."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mr Wise Man Dawes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110377295868945880?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110377295868945880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110377295868945880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110377295868945880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110377295868945880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/leonie.html' title='Leonie'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110376076035396994</id><published>2004-12-23T11:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T14:05:28.263+11:00</updated><title type='text'>-_-</title><content type='html'>I push open the old-style Irish pub door and wince as I’m instantly overwhelmed with the stench of beer and cigarette smoke. Emitting a warm, becoming smile, I acknowledge unfamiliar yet familiar faces that silently greet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s nothing like the &lt;em&gt;Sean&lt;/em&gt;,” grunt the regulars, drunkenly sipping at their pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’ve got potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You envisage these guys in ten years time, seated sloppily in the same pub, on the same chair with the same blank expressions on their faces as they stare at the same grotty TV screen, watching the same game…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could place myself in their shoes. I wonder if they feel fulfilment as they sip at their drinks and watch their beards and stomachs grow before their own eyes. Have they ever felt the essence of love, satisfaction, companionship and celebration? Do they ever feel an urge to step outside the square and do something different with their lives? To connect with people on many levels, to share part of yourself with someone and for them to share back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breaking free from the ropes of a country upbringing is a difficult, uphill struggle for many. Often youths are too content to settle their lives for the sake of convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youth is a rite of passage. For some, it is about struggling through adolescence in quest of dreams, purpose and friendship. For others, by choice, it is about monotony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how these men will feel when they hit 40. Will they still be relaxed and easy at the bar on a Saturday night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They’ll be the ones carving up the dance floor at our beloved C59 &lt;em&gt;SClub7&lt;/em&gt;, grabbing at 17 year old girls and practically begging to buy them drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now who’s laughing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor buggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blogitemurl&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110376076035396994?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110376076035396994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110376076035396994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110376076035396994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110376076035396994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/blog-post.html' title='-_-'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110369564714567812</id><published>2004-12-22T17:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T17:11:15.986+11:00</updated><title type='text'>GGT UDRH</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon Greater Health this is Jacqui...&lt;br /&gt;My life is so fulfilling right now.  I think I've found my niche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110369564714567812?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110369564714567812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110369564714567812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110369564714567812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110369564714567812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/ggt-udrh.html' title='GGT UDRH'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110367724817107466</id><published>2004-12-22T11:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T16:49:53.933+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A tribute to our beloved Captain Easychord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://myfavouriteyear.blogspot.com"&gt;Thom&lt;/a&gt; (Noarse) is a law(yer) loather, soccer fanatic, compulsive internet site reader and an extremely skilled procrastinator. Residing in the Hilltop Hoods, Thom enjoys exhausting games of tennis, perving on Nikki Webster and watching mould grow. His friends are fascinated by his passion for theatre, his ability to read a 1000 page novel in 10 minutes and his mystical, intriguing personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thom lives to maintain his (almost) flawless reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110367724817107466?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110367724817107466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110367724817107466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110367724817107466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110367724817107466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/tribute-to-our-beloved-captain.html' title='A tribute to our beloved Captain Easychord'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110282618127912722</id><published>2004-12-12T15:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T15:55:28.570+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.whitley.unimelb.edu.au"&gt;Whitley&lt;/a&gt; is full of big sillies! Hawhawhaw I think I may have cracked how to make links. I feel like a clever girl. Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110282618127912722?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110282618127912722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110282618127912722&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110282618127912722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110282618127912722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/whitley-is-full-of-big-sillies.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110272628308673947</id><published>2004-12-12T06:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T12:29:58.023+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus etc.</title><content type='html'>Guess what I bought today? You never will. It's seriously cool. And (evidently) I don't buy cool stuff because you would never guess what it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A BRIGHT ORANGE BEANBAG FOR OUR HOUSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How incredibly exciting! YAYAYAY! It's so cool. I've always wanted a beanbag. Alas, at the moment it's just a beanskin, I haven't bought the "beans" that go inside it yet because if I do there's no way I'll be able to fit it in my Little Deuce Coup when I move back up to Melbourne. I'm moving out! YAYAY! With Matt and B! YAYAYAY! Without Adrian and Thom! YAY *sniff*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Please note that I put Adrian's name first. It's funny how people get into a habit of saying one person's name in front of another person's to the extent that it sounds a bit wrong when you say it the other way around. I think that's happened with Thom and Adrian, or was it Adrian and Thom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the Beach Boys so much! I even bought their Best Of CD. You could either say I'm sad or admire my individuality. mEH! aT leasT i CAn TyPe, WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed! I was so stressed on Thursday night about my marks. I was planning what I was going to say to my boss when I had to study for my sup! Yuk! But yay I'm halfway through my degree, which is slightly scary. Time flies when you're having fun...er...yeah. Stefan (my idol) has just scored a 50 in our main subject, AGAIN! That's the third 50 he's scored since he started Physio! Quite impressive, he really knows how much work he has to do to just scrape through. Ahhhh, love it! Go college, drinking and TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about TV, I'm totally addicted to the OC. It's fantastic! All the other programs except for W&amp;amp;G and Friends bore me to tears, but when the OC hits the screen OH MY GOD you couldn't get me away from it, even during the ads! Pity I've missed most of the series this year because I was too stubborn to sit down and watch it for an hour each week, although in hindsight it was probably for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's a beautiful day and my LDC needs a clean so I might go out and get a tan while scrubbing at the fading blue paint. Aww. He's so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110272628308673947?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110272628308673947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110272628308673947&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110272628308673947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110272628308673947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/jesus-etc.html' title='Jesus etc.'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110196289616266393</id><published>2004-12-03T10:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T15:48:16.163+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine and Moi</title><content type='html'>I love the sunshine, it is so beautiful and it always makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine + beach + holidays = HAPPY JAC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I need now is a few cocktails and a floatation aid and I could go sailing off into the sunset.  Anyone want to join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110196289616266393?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110196289616266393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110196289616266393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110196289616266393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110196289616266393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/12/sunshine-and-moi.html' title='Sunshine and Moi'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110085901428674594</id><published>2004-11-21T16:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:11:55.743+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Ahh, the eery sounds of bugs chirping and the waves rolling into the shore. You guessed it! I'm back in the 'Bool for Summer. My college days are now officially over. How weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to start, maybe I won't start at all. I'm in a not-so-bothered mood. I want to talk on MSN but this stupid computer won't connect. Therefore I am missing my friends BOO HOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110085901428674594?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110085901428674594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110085901428674594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110085901428674594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110085901428674594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110056224909967998</id><published>2004-11-17T05:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T10:45:02.823+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Words of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"The things we do in life echo in eternity."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ash (Queeny) Hayes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110056224909967998?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110056224909967998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110056224909967998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110056224909967998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110056224909967998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words of Wisdom'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110049932613014261</id><published>2004-11-16T12:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T20:21:47.426+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Maroon 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Tap on my window&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knock on my door&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't mind spending every day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay a while&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And she wiiiiiiilllllll be loved&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110049932613014261?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110049932613014261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110049932613014261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110049932613014261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110049932613014261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/maroon-5.html' title='Maroon 5'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110042048905125987</id><published>2004-11-15T14:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T22:46:19.646+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/gurning2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/gurning2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This picture describes exactly how I feel today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110042048905125987?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110042048905125987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110042048905125987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110042048905125987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110042048905125987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-picture-describes-exactly-how-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110035227494142035</id><published>2004-11-14T19:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T00:34:07.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>-R-</title><content type='html'>Happy 20th Birthday my dear Rogie! Hope you have one tyte arse-whippin' day y-know-wut-I'm-sayin'? Payce. Spin those Mag4s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love and kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Jac and Terrance (currently affectionately smothered in bird shit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110035227494142035?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110035227494142035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110035227494142035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110035227494142035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110035227494142035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/r.html' title='-R-'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110033366086990312</id><published>2004-11-14T14:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T19:45:12.793+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Hayds' Insights</title><content type='html'>The Kalamajong tribe in Uganda think that they own all the cows in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am mildly shocked and considerably speechless by this. I'd like to make up something deep and intellectual about this topic but I'm not an Arts student and never will be. I do feel something about it but I don't have the energy to express it on paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You're well educated so you would be worth quite a few cows."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hayden loves cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110033366086990312?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110033366086990312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110033366086990312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110033366086990312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110033366086990312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/hayds-insights.html' title='Hayds&apos; Insights'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110032640120957216</id><published>2004-11-14T12:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T17:14:25.396+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams... I HATE THEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110032640120957216?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110032640120957216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110032640120957216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110032640120957216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110032640120957216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110030205859283261</id><published>2004-11-14T05:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T10:35:00.980+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Birds</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Oh they are beautiful creatures, flying through the air, dazzling us all with acrobatics of sublime beauty. And I hateessssss themmssss forevvveeeeerrr."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dane really doesn't like birds. I don't know why? I mean, I love the two pidgeons that snuggle on the branch outside my window. They make me feel warm and fuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110030205859283261?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110030205859283261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110030205859283261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110030205859283261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110030205859283261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/birds.html' title='Birds'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110026563348750026</id><published>2004-11-13T20:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T00:50:31.630+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Status</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/Thom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/Thom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[#1 most dateable woman, 'Hot or Not' 2004]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in demand, the CHHotest chick on the planet.  Don't count your chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110026563348750026?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110026563348750026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110026563348750026&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110026563348750026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110026563348750026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/status.html' title='Status'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110026278634074888</id><published>2004-11-13T18:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T01:00:49.560+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Initiation</title><content type='html'>Oh dear. I can tell this will be the start of one big procrastination session (thanks Thom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't get cataracts from reading this *PINK* blog, but if you do, please tell me. I'll laugh. A lot. Until my cheeks start spasming and I can't possibly laugh any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today signifies the last day of my theory exams for 2nd year. I've only got 2 pracs left now, and I finish on the 16th, yay! I hate being all couped up indoors studying Cajal Retzius cells and Benzodiazepines when I should be outside soaking up the Spring sunshine! Can't wait till Summer, although I'm going to miss everyone from Melbourne heaps, it'll be good to have no study to do and all the time in the world to be a bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, I mean a BIGGER bum. At least I'm not an unstylish boy who never makes it to breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love, even to the unfortunately retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110026278634074888?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110026278634074888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110026278634074888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110026278634074888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110026278634074888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/initiation.html' title='Initiation'/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9125760.post-110026173426217014</id><published>2004-11-13T18:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T23:21:19.830+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/640/tard3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/156/2331/320/tard3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[One loveable character] &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9125760-110026173426217014?l=blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/feeds/110026173426217014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9125760&amp;postID=110026173426217014&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110026173426217014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9125760/posts/default/110026173426217014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogsr4sillies.blogspot.com/2004/11/one-loveable-character.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacqui</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
