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        <description>The blog of Amy</description>
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            <title>Life Guide :D</title>
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            <description>&lt;span class=&quot;textAlign textAlignCenter&quot;&gt;I found this in a magazine in Egypt, it made me lol so i cut it out and now it's on my wall &lt;img class=&quot;smiley&quot; src=&quot;http://v.netlogstatic.com/v4.00/2456//s/i/smilies/smile.gif&quot; alt=&quot;:)&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Just be yourself&lt;br /&gt;2. If 'yourself' is not a morning person, wake up and drink the coffee. Everything else can f-ing wait.&lt;br /&gt;3. This too shall pass. Hangovers, heartache, blackheads and bad haircuts - time heals all. Except for a pregancy and boldness. That misery-fest demands antibiotics, pronto.&lt;br /&gt;4. When in doubt, throw it out. Apply this first rule of fridge cleanup to anything you're not sure you need anymore - the little black dress that fits a much littler you, unknown wires, unclassified spare parts in your car, the irritating and demanding partner.&lt;br /&gt;5. Life's a bitch. But aren't we all sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;6. Maybe he got promoted before you or she looks better in skinny jeans. But maybe you have more friends and bigger boobs. So why compare? Another person's success is not a measure of your failure.&lt;br /&gt;7. Seperate the men from the boys. And the women from girls. Hint: The men are the ones who take the responsibility and pay the bills and women are the ones that make massage and morning coffee.&lt;br /&gt;8. Open your heart. The scary stuff that makes you vulnerable is the good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;9. If the shoe fits, buy it. When it comes to a sale in the footwear department, the one who hesitates is lost.&lt;br /&gt;10. Be spontaneous - change plans, directions and hair colour. Life is too short to go boring.&lt;br /&gt;11. You'll know it (the right job, the right partner) when you see it.. and who says you have to explain it to others who don't?&lt;br /&gt;12. A leopard can't change its spots. Nor can an ex-love unbreak your heart when you give it a second chance. Or a third. Or a fourth.&lt;br /&gt;13. Absence makes the heart grow fonder - and the libido grow stronger.&lt;br /&gt;14. Love what you do and do who you love. Even if she never understands the football magic.&lt;br /&gt;15. Show me the money. More often than not, you have to ask for it. Remember: money talks and ... hmm... all the rest walks.&lt;br /&gt;16. Fake it till you make it. In order to be successful you have to produce success. It doesn't matter that your budget is below zero - yawn and say bluntly that your next vacation might be in 'Milano' - as in Sharm is impossible to make decent shopping.&lt;br /&gt;17. Save the drama for your mama. Complaining, whining, making excuses - all unattractive and boring to anyone who's not you. Nobody said it would be easy.&lt;br /&gt;18. Just do it. Those lifetime goals don't just happen. It's all about baby steps, baby.&lt;br /&gt;19. You are what you eat. Nature's reminder: fresh salads, fruits and fresh juices (beer is not a juice, sorry, pal) &lt;br /&gt;20. Everything in moderation. And when you forget that: Liquor before beer, you're in the clear.&lt;br /&gt;21. Love many, trust few, but always paddle your own canoe. Unless, of course, you're up a creek without a paddle. In which case, you're totally screwed. &lt;/span&gt;</description>
            <author>Make_A_WishX</author>
            <pubDate>Thu, 16 Apr 2009 12:06:42 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Knife crime..</title>
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            <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously, what the fuck is England coming to?! I mean, i heard about all the knife crime and stuff but didn't feel i was affected by it because it never happened near me and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;But i was at a friends on friday when one of the peoples girlfriends came round at about 1 and said her friend had just been stabbed about 10miles from where i live. Then i just found out a guy in my year, who i do talk to quite a bit but wouldn't exactly say was friends with got stabbed last night, three times in the face, thank god theyre both okay. But seriously, whats happening to our country? I mean, i hardly live in what you call a 'rough' area, Surrey isn't exactly known for it's gangsta reputaion is it. I don't even know what like the government and stuff should do about it. But it's starting to get quite scary, i mean when is it ever going to stop? or is it ever going to stop? or just get worse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;textAlign textAlignCenter&quot;&gt;Opinions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
            <author>Make_A_WishX</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 26 Oct 2008 16:23:30 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Read?</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/Make_A_WishX/blog/blogid=2391230</link>
            <description>&lt;span class=&quot;textAlign textAlignCenter&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okay, so i've read alot of these blogs that rant about half naked people and how they get loads of comment and stuff, but it actually is true. I mean, if i put a normal picture in the spotlight i'll maybe get like one, two or even no comments, then i put one of my stomach and the comments come rolling in. This proves that people are too shallow when it comes to pictures. I mean, just because someones showing of their body (and yes i'm including myself) does not make them a better person, get to know the person yeah? don't just comment a revealing picture and don't even bother looking at their profile or anything. Yeah, i don't really know wether what i was trying to say has came out right, but comment if you get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;x &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
            <author>Make_A_WishX</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 15:57:23 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>What's worse?</title>
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            <description>&lt;span class=&quot;textAlign textAlignCenter&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just wanna know opinions.&lt;br /&gt;Is it worse to have&lt;strong&gt; lost&lt;/strong&gt; the person you love&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;br /&gt;to have &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; loved at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment what you think and why.&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
            <author>Make_A_WishX</author>
            <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 21:09:27 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>When A Girl Misses You..</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/Make_A_WishX/blog/blogid=1963452</link>
            <description>Girl facts...x: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you catch a girl &lt;br /&gt;glancing at you, &lt;br /&gt;she wants you to look &lt;br /&gt;back and smile...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl bumps into your arm &lt;br /&gt;while walking with you &lt;br /&gt;she wants &lt;br /&gt;you to hold her hand...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she wants a hug &lt;br /&gt;she will just stand there...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline&quot;&gt;When u break a girls heart &lt;br /&gt;she still feels it when &lt;br /&gt;you run into each other 3 years later&lt;/span&gt;...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline&quot;&gt;When a girl is quiet, &lt;br /&gt;millions of things are running through her &lt;br /&gt;mind&lt;/span&gt;...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is not arguing, &lt;br /&gt;she is thinking deeply...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline&quot;&gt;When a girl looks at you with eyes full of &lt;br /&gt;questions, &lt;br /&gt;she is wondering how long you will be &lt;br /&gt;around&lt;/span&gt;...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl answers, &amp;quot;I'm fine,&amp;quot; after a &lt;br /&gt;few seconds, &lt;br /&gt;she is not at all fine...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline&quot;&gt;When a girl stares at you, &lt;br /&gt;she is wondering why you are playing games&lt;/span&gt;...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline&quot;&gt;When a girl lays her head on your chest, &lt;br /&gt;she is wishing for you to be hers forever&lt;/span&gt;...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl says she can't live &lt;br /&gt;without you, &lt;br /&gt;she has made up her mind that you are &lt;br /&gt;her future...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline&quot;&gt;When a girl says, &amp;quot;I miss you,&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;no one in this world can miss you more &lt;br /&gt;than that&lt;/span&gt;...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration:underline&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a girl is mean to you after a break-up &lt;br /&gt;she wants you back, but shes &lt;br /&gt;scared she'll get hurt and knows &lt;br /&gt;you're gone forever&lt;/span&gt;...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy Facts...x: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy calls you, &lt;br /&gt;he wants to be with you...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy is quiet, &lt;br /&gt;He's listening to you...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy is not arguing, &lt;br /&gt;He realizes he's wrong...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy says, &amp;quot;I'm fine.&amp;quot; after a few &lt;br /&gt;minutes &lt;br /&gt;he means it...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy stares at you, &lt;br /&gt;he wishes you would care about him and &lt;br /&gt;wonders if you do...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your laying your head on a guy's &lt;br /&gt;chest, &lt;br /&gt;he has the world...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy calls/texts/comments you everyday, &lt;br /&gt;he is in love...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a (good) guy tells you he loves you, &lt;br /&gt;he means it...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy says he can't live without you, &lt;br /&gt;he's with you til your done...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a guy says, &amp;quot;I miss you,&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;he misses you more than you could have &lt;br /&gt;ever missed him or anything else...x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was someone in your mind when you read this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a guy post it as &amp;quot; When a guy misses you...&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a girl post it as &amp;quot;When a girl misses you...&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ones I Underlined The Ones I Personally Agree With Most.&lt;br /&gt;x</description>
            <author>Make_A_WishX</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 19:29:13 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>Some 'About Me' Thing, Idk. I'm Bored</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/Make_A_WishX/blog/blogid=1893592</link>
            <description>001: Name : Amy &lt;br /&gt;002. Nickname : Haven't Got One Lol &lt;br /&gt;003. Single or taken : Single ]:&lt;br /&gt;004. Zodiac Sign : Leo/Virgo. It Changes.&lt;br /&gt;005. Male or Female : Female &lt;br /&gt;006. Primary School: Woodvilee Brap &lt;br /&gt;007. iPod : Nope&lt;br /&gt;008. How many buddies on your list : How Am I Spose To Know? &lt;br /&gt;009. Screen name: Make_A_Wishx&lt;br /&gt;010. Hair Color : Erm, Was Red But Its Kinda Faded And Is Going More Brown Now ]:&lt;br /&gt;012. Hair Long or Short : Long.&lt;br /&gt;014. Eye Color : Green&lt;br /&gt;015. Are you health freak : Nahhhh&lt;br /&gt;016. Height : 5ft3 Or Something&lt;br /&gt;017. Do you have a crush on someone : Yep.&lt;br /&gt;018. Do you like yourself : Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;019. Braces? : Nah&lt;br /&gt;020. Think your awesome? : No &lt;br /&gt;021. Piercings : Ears And Bellybutton.&lt;br /&gt;022. Tattoo : Nope&lt;br /&gt;023. Righty or Lefty : Righty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Your 'Firsts'___ &lt;br /&gt;024. First surgery : Not Had Surgery &lt;br /&gt;025. First piercing: Ears&lt;br /&gt;026. First best friend : Ellie I Think&lt;br /&gt;027. First Award : Lol, Idk Swimming? &lt;br /&gt;028. First Sport You Joined : I Have No Idea&lt;br /&gt;029. First pet : Dog&lt;br /&gt;030. First holiday : Hmm... Think That Was Somewhere In The Carribean I Dunno Though&lt;br /&gt;031. First Concert : Haven't Been To One, My Mum Thinks They're Dangerous Lmfao.&lt;br /&gt;032. First Kiss : First Like Proper Kiss, When I Was 12 With My Boyfriend Lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Favorites___ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;033. Movie : I Got Lots&lt;br /&gt;034. Favorite tv show : Anything Like The Hills, Laguna Beach Etc&lt;br /&gt;035. Color : Don;t Really Have One&lt;br /&gt;036. Music : Anything From Rap To Screamo&lt;br /&gt;039. Drink : Vodka [:&lt;br /&gt;040. Body part not on the face : Don't Have One Lol&lt;br /&gt;041. Sport To Play : I Hate Sport&lt;br /&gt;042. Favorite piece of clothin : Skinnys [:&lt;br /&gt;043. Brand Of Clothing? : Any&lt;br /&gt;044. What do you sleep with? : Nothing Lol &lt;br /&gt;045. Favorite School : Erm, Woodville Jokes Times There. But Therfield Is Good.&lt;br /&gt;046. Favorite Animal(s) : Dog&lt;br /&gt;047. Favorite Books : Don't Read Books Lol &lt;br /&gt;048. Favourite Magazine: Erm.. New And Heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Currently___ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;049. I'm eating : Nothing&lt;br /&gt;050. I'm drinking : Nothing &lt;br /&gt;052. I'm about to : Finish This Quiz?&lt;br /&gt;053. Listening to : Nothing&lt;br /&gt;055. Waiting For : My Friend To Forward Me Something&lt;br /&gt;056. Watching : The Screen&lt;br /&gt;057. Wearing : Skinnys, Black Pineapple Top And A Hoodie [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Your Future___ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;058. Want Kids? : Yes&lt;br /&gt;059. Want to Get Married? : Yeah &lt;br /&gt;060. Careers in Mind : Not Sure, Maybe Media? Or Photographer But I'll Prob End Up Doing Something Totally Different.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__Which is better with the Opposite__ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;068. Lips or Eyes : Both &lt;br /&gt;069. Hugs or Kisses : Both &lt;br /&gt;070. Shorter or Taller : Taller &lt;br /&gt;072. Romantic or Spontaneous : Romantic Cause I Dont Know What Spontaneous Means.. &lt;br /&gt;073. Nice stomach or nice arms : Stomach &lt;br /&gt;074. Sensitive or Loud : Sensitive But Loud Can Be Good.&lt;br /&gt;075. Hook-up or relationship : Relationship &lt;br /&gt;077. Trouble Maker or Hesitant? : Trouble Maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Have you ever___ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;078. Kissed a Stranger : Kinda. Kissed Them The Day I Met Them&lt;br /&gt;079. Drank bubbles : Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;080. Lost glasses/contacts : Yeah Lol&lt;br /&gt;081. Ran Away From Home : Yeah Lmfao, Jokes Day.&lt;br /&gt;082. Broken a bone : Nope&lt;br /&gt;083. Got an X-ray : Yeah, For The Dentist [: Lmao&lt;br /&gt;084. Broken Someone's Heart : Dont Think So.&lt;br /&gt;085. Turned Someone Down : Yeah&lt;br /&gt;087. Cried When Someone Died : Yeah  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Do You Believe In___ &lt;br /&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;089. God : Not Really &lt;br /&gt;090. Miracles : Sometimes &lt;br /&gt;093. Aliens : Nahh &lt;br /&gt;094. Magic : Depends &lt;br /&gt;095. Heaven : Yeah &lt;br /&gt;096. Santa Claus : Of Course! Lmao. &lt;br /&gt;097. Sex on the first date : No Way!&lt;br /&gt;098. Kissing on the First Date : Yeah&lt;br /&gt;099. Angels : Yeah, But I Call Them My Friends xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___Answer Truthfully___ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Is There someone You Want To be with right now? : Yeah ]:</description>
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            <description>Take Some Time and actually Read this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is GUY TALKING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S 7TH GRADE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at the girl next to me...She was my so called &amp;quot;best friend&amp;quot;... I stared at her... Long, silky hair... And I wished she was mine... But she didn't notice me like that... I knew it... After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before... And I handed them to her... She said &amp;quot;thanks&amp;quot;... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know that I don't want to be &amp;quot;just friends&amp;quot;... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUNIOR YEAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone rang... On the other end it was her... She was in tears... Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart... She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone... So I did... As I sat next to her on the sofa... I stared at her soft eyes... Wishing she was mine... After 2 hours... A Drew Barrymore movie... And 3 bags of chips... She decided to go to sleep... She looked at me.. Said &amp;quot;thanks&amp;quot; and gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know... That I don't want to be &amp;quot;just friends&amp;quot;... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S SENIOR YEAR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day before prom... She walked to my locker... &amp;quot;My date is sick&amp;quot; she said... He's not going to go... Well... I didn't have a date and in 7th grade... We made a promise that if neiter of us had dates... We'd go together just as &amp;quot;best friends&amp;quot;... And so we did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S PROM NIGHT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everything was over with... I was standing at her front door step... I stared at her ... She smiled at me... I wanted her to be mine... But she doesn't think of me like that... And I know it... Then she said &amp;quot;I had the best time... Thanks!&amp;quot;... And she gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to telll her... I wanted her to know that I don't want to be &amp;quot;just friends&amp;quot;... I love her but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S GRADUATION DAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day passed... And then a week... And then a month... Before I could blink... It was graduation day... I watched her... Perfect body... Floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma... I wanted her to be mine... But she doesn't think of me that way... And I know it... Before everyone went home... She came to me in her smock and hat... And cried as I hugged her... Then she lifted her head from my shoulders and said &amp;quot;you're my best friend&amp;quot;... &amp;quot;Thanks!&amp;quot;... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her.. I wanted to know that I wanted to be more than &amp;quot;just friends&amp;quot;... I love her but I'm too shy... And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A FEW YEARS LATER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I sit in the pews of the church... A church that she is getting married in now... I watched her say &amp;quot;I do&amp;quot; an drive off to her new life... Married to another man... I wanted her to be mine... But she didn't see me like that... And I knew it... But before she drove away... She came to me and said &amp;quot;You came!... Thanks!&amp;quot;... And she kissed me on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I wantd her to know that I didn't want to be &amp;quot;just friends&amp;quot;... I love her but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEARS PASSED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my &amp;quot;best friend&amp;quot;... At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years... This is what it said... &amp;quot;I stare at him... Wishing he was mine... But he doesn't notice me like that... And I know it... I wanted to tell him... I wanted him to know... That I don't want to be &amp;quot;just friends&amp;quot;... I love him but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why... I wish he would tell me he loved me&amp;quot;... I wish I did too... I thought to myself and I cried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU'RE A GIRL POST THIS AS &amp;quot;I WANNA TELL HIM SOOO BAD&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU'RE A BOY POST THIS AS &amp;quot;I WANNA TELL HER SOOO BAD</description>
            <author>Make_A_WishX</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 21:12:55 UT</pubDate>
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            <title>About Me.</title>
            <link>http://en.netlog.com/Make_A_WishX/blog/blogid=1663795</link>
            <description> &lt;strong&gt;These are just my old about me's which i didn't wanna delete cause i still think they explain quite alot about me although some of the things written don't apply anymore thats why i'm writting a new one, a bit more updated. Also, my last ones have been pretty damn long, and even though reading them you still wont be able to understand me completely, you might think you can, but you can't. no one can understand anyone else in the word properly, only the person themselfs can, and some people can't even do that, so yeah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Well Hello. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Your Here I'm Guessing You Either Want To Talk/Get To Know Me, Or Are Just Looking Through Random Profiles And Looking At Their Pictures Not Bothering To Look At The Profile. Either One, Ima Write This Anyway And If You Read This [: And If You Don't Meh. Yeah, And If You've Started Reading This Please Read The Rest [: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, Well Basically My Names Amy. &lt;br /&gt;Gay Fucktard Of A Name, I Hate It But Still Call Me Amy, Not Amz Or W.e Other Dumbass Shortening Of My Name You Can Come Up With. Kay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tbh, I Can Be Too Nice For My Own Good, This Often Means Im The One To Get Terrorised But Sits Back And Takes It. Also, I Give Out Money As If It Was Gum Or Something Idk. I Hate People Buying Stuff For Me, Or Giving Me Stuff. Makes Me Feel Bad. And Not Just Like The 'I Cant Accept That I Feel Bad' But Accepting It Anyway. The Actualy Feeling Terrible About It Kinda Feeling Bad. Yeah, Well I Spose Thats Just One Of The Things That Makes Me, Me Correct? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According To Everyone Else, Even My Best Friend I'm A Whore. But Let Me Assure You I'm Not. I Like To Kiss Boys, Thats ALL. And Its Not Like A Get With 5 Boys In One Night. Firstly If I Get With Someone I Only Get With 1 Person In A Night! Secondly If I Get With Someone I Get With Them For A While Not Just One Kiss Then The Next Day Its A New Boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinking Is Good (Y) Voddkkaaa, Wkd, Snake Bite, Smirnoff, Bacardi, Smirnoff Norsk. Thats Where Its At, Everything Else Is Dirt. I Could Prob Beat You In A Shot Sesh. Even Though I'll Be Properrrr Wasted After, I'll Still Prob Beat You. I Could Also Probly Beat You Downing Drinks. Meh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Don't Think Very Highly Of Myself Tbh, If Someone Says I'm 'Pretty, Buff, Sexy' Or W.e Other Names You Can Think Of. I Can't Except It, Simply Because I Can't See It Myself Therfore I Think They're Lying. Sounds Stupid, It Probly Is. But Its How I Work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During School I'm With 'The Girls' You Know You Get 'The Girls' Of A Year. Yeah, At School They're My Friends. Out Of School I'm With Completly Different People. Mostly Because The People Out Of School Are All Of The Oppisite Gender, Yes All My Friends Are Boys. I Like It That Way. Girls Are Bitchy And Tbh Piss Me Off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm Happy People Seem To Try To Bring Me Down And Upset Me, So I've Never Really Tried To Make My Self Too Happy Because I Knew Everything Was Gunna Come Crashing Down. That Was Up Until Recently, Until I Found A Boy Thats Like, Actual Amazing. At The Start People Tried To Make Me Unhappy About It, And It Worked. But He Made Everything Seem So Perfect Now, And I'm the Happiest I've Been In A Long Time. I Couldn't Care What People Say. Cause Hes Perfect. And I Wouldn't Change Him For The World. He Can Make Me Smile So Much That I Cant Stop Just By Saying A Sentence. We Sit Under The Stars And Kiss And I Never Wanna Leave His Arms. Cuddling Up With Him Makes Me Happy Cause He Gives The Bestest Cuddles And He Knows Exactly When To Say Something, And We Can Talk About Anything. He Allways Tells Me I'm Gorgeous And Tells Me How Amazing I Am, I Allways Tell Him To Shh, Cause Its Not True But Then He Just Kisses Me And Says It Is. He Honestly Is The Most Amazing Person I Have Ever Met. He Makes Me So Smiley. [: Okay, Ima Shh About Him Now Cause I Could Go On Forever. &lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote that about 5-6 months ago, and i meant every word of it. i wrote this before this guy hurt me more than anything in the whole entire world. he cheated on me, not with one, but with two girls. and no it wasn't just a one off, he was seeing both of them for about 2months. He hurt me so much, but now 4Months after i broke up with him after finding out this, i feel that i can say i'm finally over him. He's spoken to me about 5times since on msn/text and i've seen him about twice but we haven't spoken. This proves that however perfect you think someone is, they always have a bad side, a side thats just going to hurt you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Usually Smiling Even Though I've Had A Pretty Terrible Life Tbh. I Mean, I'm Not Gunna Go Into Details. But This Isnt The 'Every Boyfriend I Have Dumps Me! My Life Is Over' Or Something Stupid Like That. Its Pretty Serious. And I Allways Get Horrible Images And Flashbacks In My Head, And I Think Its Like A Nightmare Going On In My Head When I'm Awake. But Then I Realise I't Actualy Happened. And I Go Silent For A Long Time, Then I Just Try And Put On A Smile Cause It's My Way Of Dealing With It. I Don't Like To Share My Feelings Cause I'm Scared Of What People Will Think And Of Getting Hurt. And I Tbh, I've Had Enough Hurting In The Last 14 Years Than Most People Have In A Lifetime. Okay, Next Subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Very Easily Amused By Simple Things, Like A Light That Dims, Spinning Chairs And Them Automatic Taps That Just Turn On. I Also Don't Have Much Of An Attention Span Which Means I Get Distracted Alot. Often By Stupid Simple Things Again, Like A Pen Or A Light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Ramble On About ALOT Of Shit Half The Time, Which Often Means I Repeat Things. &lt;br /&gt;I Say Sorry Alot, Even If I Haven't Done Anything That Wrong. I'll Say Sorry. And I Won't Just Say Sorry Once, It Will Be Twice, 3 Times, Maybe More. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Like Having Convosations With People On Msn Or In Person That Lasts For Hours And You Never Stop Talking. But Saying That Sometimes In Person I Just Sit And Listen, Just Take Everything They're Saying In. Then I'll Question Something They Said Like A Hour Later Cause I'd Been Thinking About It That Whole Time. I Get Confused, Alot. By Little Things, And I'm The Slowest Learner Ever And I have A Propperrr Bad Memory So Never Try And Teach Me Something Or Explain Something To Me. I'm Also Pretty Gullable. But Its Because People Trick Me Into Thinking Its Real, Then Finally After Not Believing Them. I Fall For It. One Of The Worst Was Probly 'The Moon Is So Bright Because It Is Covered In Flood Lights' ]: Its Not Fair. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, You Probly Haven't Even Bothered to Read This Far But Yeah, If You Have Well Done (Y) [: &lt;br /&gt;And Yeah, I Cant Really Think Of Much Else To Write And If I Write More I'll End Up Repeating Stuff Which I Probly Already Have Done. And I Think I've Rambled On Enough Now. Don't You? &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, So. &lt;br /&gt;Toodles. &lt;br /&gt;Sign My Guestbook. &lt;br /&gt;Comment My Pictures. &lt;br /&gt;Send Me Mail [: &lt;br /&gt;Add Me Fam. &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, But I'm Not Going To Go Out My Way To Add You Or Give You My Msn. So Many People Ask Me And I'll Just Spend My Whole Evening Typing Out My Msn. But If You Wanna Add Me It's &lt;a href=&quot;/go/messages/send/receiver=Make_A_Wishx@Hotmail.co.uk&quot;&gt;Make_A_Wishx@Hotmail.co.uk&lt;/a&gt; But It's My Netlog Msn So I Wont Be On It That Often.No, I Wil Not Give You My Normal Msn, Sorry But The Answers No And Thats How It's Gunna Stay. &lt;br /&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres Not Much Point Reading This If You're Not Going To Read It All. Sorry If I've Repeated Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im The Type Of Girl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Loves The Closeness With Boys But When It Comes To Relationships Allways Fucks Them Up &amp;lt;/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That You Will Usually Find Down The Skatepark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Gets Pissed Off By People Who Are Big-Headed And Up Their Own Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Who's Friends Are Mostly 17 And Boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Everyone Thinks Is A Slag But In Reality Really Isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Is Really Really Gullable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Says Sorry All The Time Cause She Feels She's Done Something Wrong, Eventhough Saying Sorry Makes Her Feel Better She Still Feels Bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Who Can Get Completly Pissed Out Of Her Head But Still Remember Pretty Much Everything And Not Have A Hangover The Next Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Stays Out Till The Early Hours Of The Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Says 'Lmao' And 'Lol' Wayyyyy Too Much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Doesn't Really Understand Whats Going On Most Of The Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Has Had A Terrible Past But Puts On A Smile Even Though Shes Totally Broken Inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Will Smile When Shes With Her Friends Even If She Wants To Burst Into Tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Uses Quotes And Lines In Songs To Explain How I Feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Keeps Everything In Because It's Easier That Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Puts Off Going Home As Much As She Can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Wants A Close Relationship, But When Anything Comes Near To Close She Gets Scared And Fucks Everything Up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Apperently Has 'BESD' Which Is Aload Of Rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Who Calls Their Dad, Daddy. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Swears/Drinks Too Much For Her Own Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Cant Accept Compliments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Ends Up Hurting People You Like Me But Not Meaning To, And Feeling Terrible After.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Thinks Shes Fat/Ugly And No, It Isnt An Attention Thing. It't Because Of Previous Years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Gets Annoyed When People TyPe LiKe ThIs ItS jUsT aNnOyInG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Hates Her Mum, But Without Her Dad She Would Actualy Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Wouldnt Go Out With A Boy Without Really Liking Them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..When People Use ' And Stuff But Put Them In Totally The Wrong Places Like ' Plac'es '  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Pretty Much Just Wants To Be Loved And Not Used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That People Get Pissed Off With Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Gets On With Most People.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That You Either Like Or You Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Boys Fall For, But She Doesnt Understand Why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Is One Of The Youngest In Her Year So People Think Shes Cute And Inoccent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Can Feel Bad For Days And Days, Even If She Hasnt Done Anything Wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. That Talks About So Much Shit It's Unbelivable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Will Tell You Something, Then Tell You It Again Later And Say Sorry Like 4 Times For It.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Holds Back The Tears Until Shes In Her Room/Alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..That Has A Pretty Fucked Up Life That No-one Could Everr In A Million Years Understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Can't Really Be Bothered To Write Anymore And You Probly Haven't Even Read This Far. But I Might Add Some More Stuff At A Later Date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Can Comment This Is You Really Want To, But You Don't Have To.</description>
            <author>Make_A_WishX</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 20:38:54 UT</pubDate>
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