<?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-8636579627185106064</id><updated>2011-07-31T06:41:42.440+01:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='Haiku'/><category term='technology'/><category term='Flirting'/><category term='sad'/><category term='transport'/><category term='books'/><category term='beach'/><category term='stuff'/><category term='the past'/><category term='poll'/><category term='amazingness'/><category term='Trinity'/><category term='nothing'/><category term='existentialism'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='pool'/><category term='Mikey'/><category term='granddad'/><category term='summer'/><category term='memories'/><category term='schools'/><category term='moan'/><category term='family'/><category term='Dan'/><category term='internet'/><category term='sun'/><category term='tired.'/><category term='procrastination'/><category term='driving'/><category term='attitude'/><category term='learning'/><category term='Sims 3'/><category term='work'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='the future'/><category term='rant'/><category term='thinking'/><category term='friends'/><category term='weather'/><category term='Thorpe Park'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='Rob'/><category term='parties'/><category term='garden.'/><category term='exams'/><category term='half term'/><category term='random'/><category term='government'/><category term='music'/><category term='atheism'/><category term='chemistry'/><category term='happy'/><category term='philosophy'/><category term='school'/><category term='weekend'/><category term='dog'/><category term='solicitor'/><category term='blog'/><category term='move'/><category term='attitude problem'/><category term='drinking'/><category term='toilet'/><category term='everything'/><category term='diet'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='moving house'/><category term='people'/><category term='pokémon'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='rubbish'/><category term='autumn'/><category term='food'/><category term='religion'/><category term='losers with no life (e.g. chavs)'/><category term='house'/><category term='fun'/><category term='Paul'/><category term='snow'/><category term='university'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>A Day in the Life of Daniel Partridge.</title><subtitle type='html'>Just the everyday goings-on of an average 17 year old boy.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>98</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2481235656946674059</id><published>2010-01-11T13:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-11T13:48:30.336Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Happier News...?</title><content type='html'>I forgot to mention in my previous blog that Phoebe was also jaundice, so they were afraid that this disease of hers was attacking her liver. She's been x-rayed and her liver's fine. She's also a bit livelier than before, so that's a plus. She's far from out of the woods yet though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't sleep last night, I had too much on my mind. Well, I said I couldn't sleep... which means that I got to sleep at 5am and woke up about half an hour ago... Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today shall be nothing but coursework, I'm thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'm &lt;a href="http://dandanthenachoman.tumblr.com/"&gt;moving over to tumblr soon&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2481235656946674059?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2481235656946674059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/happier-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2481235656946674059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2481235656946674059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/happier-news.html' title='Happier News...?'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8500159479225301876</id><published>2010-01-10T15:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-10T15:12:06.025Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Nothing Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right, I don't really want to write about this for a few reasons... but I'd rather write it once here instead of repeating it to every person that asks. Plus, I'm more likely to make sense on here... hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, on Thursday my dog Phoebe was a little off. Well more than a little. To those who know what she's like, it'll probably shock you to hear that she just wouldn't move about. She'd get up, walk a few steps and just collapse. It was like she was 15 years old instead of 5. So my parents took her to the vet on Friday. The vet said she had a high temperature and a swollen stomach, but because those were rather random and odd symptoms, she had to be taken to the animal hospital in Foots Cray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Later on Friday, we got a phonecall from the animal hospital. As it turns out, she has a serious but not exactly uncommon condition for her breed where her blood cells start attacking her immune system. That, and she's anemic. We were told that we'd found it early on, though, and that she was acting better than most dogs would who come in with the condition - most of them collapse, but she was up and around wagging her tail at everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today... just isn't good. Apparently she's taken a bad turn. One of her counts has gone up 10 or 11 fold, something ridiculous like that. We were also told that she only has a 25% chance of surviving this thing. She's only 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So naturally, I don't feel good. Things like this never seem to happen at the right time. I have so much work to do for tomorrow, but that's partly my fault because I've had all week off to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I really could do with a hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8500159479225301876?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8500159479225301876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8500159479225301876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8500159479225301876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/nothing-fun.html' title='Nothing Fun'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8312522799756744985</id><published>2010-01-08T13:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:25:08.174Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Too Much... Too Much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am sick of this snow now. Haha. Too much of a good thing I guess... But this snow has lead to me doing nothing at all since Wednesday. My parents get really uptight with snow; they think that if I go out somewhere, it will all of a sudden DOWNPOUR so much that I get stranded wherever I go. I can't really complain that they're looking out for my safety, but where I plan on going isn't exactly the kind of place that accumulates snow like it does here. Bluewater, Dartford, Gravesend or Greenwich... On the plus side, my garden looks like Narnia. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am definitely going crazy being locked up in this house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8312522799756744985?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8312522799756744985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-much-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8312522799756744985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8312522799756744985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/too-much-too-much.html' title='Too Much... Too Much.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1286414758303839759</id><published>2010-01-07T10:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:20:37.606Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>Regular</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another post? How lucky are you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Due to lack of school and abundance of snow, I am left with nothing to do but sit at home and make music, which I am really not in the mood to do. So looks like another fun day in. I mean I could take my parents' sexy new SLR camera out and take some pretty pictures, but I am just TOO lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apparently the coach didn't even come this morning, so I couldn't have gone to school anyway. What a shame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I could get used to this snow I guess... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1286414758303839759?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1286414758303839759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/regular.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1286414758303839759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1286414758303839759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/regular.html' title='Regular'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3106907472233886077</id><published>2010-01-06T15:04:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T15:10:23.136Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>First Post of the New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Took me long enough. I don't even know what to blog about really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got my first offer yesterday, actually. I don't know how many people will actually understand this, but Southampton Uni want me to get 32 points, with 16 at higher, a level 6 in higher Music and a pass in grade 8 singing. That does sound like a lot, but the only thing I need to worry about is the grade 8 singing, seeing as I don't even know if I'm taking it or if I'm even good enough to take it. Ah well. Hopefully I'll get the rest of my offers soon enough and I can then choose my first and second choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What can I moan about? School work, though I'm really making a mountain out of a molehill with this. I don't even have &lt;b&gt;that &lt;/b&gt;much work to do, but I procrastinate like a bitch which means that it all kinda piles up and I end up getting stressed. It's one habit that I absolutely loathe, and really need to overcome soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO - in keeping with the weather theme, take the poll, k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3106907472233886077?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3106907472233886077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-of-new-year.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3106907472233886077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3106907472233886077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-post-of-new-year.html' title='First Post of the New Year'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6096705838791778865</id><published>2009-12-31T15:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-31T15:01:11.062Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything'/><title type='text'>Two Thousand and Nine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well here we go, another soppy end-of-year blog. I know I'm going to miss a lot of stuff out of this, because I'm just thinking it up as I go along, but I'll include the important stuff at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't really know where to start. This has been a rollercoaster of a year. I guess one of the biggest changes was moving house. As nice as my old house was, I'm sort of glad to be out of it now. It wasn't exactly a happy house, a lot of stuff went wrong there. Plus this one has a pool and everything. That happened in May though, maybe I should go through this chronologically?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;January... I can't remember much from January. Probably some parties went on... Oh yeah, one thing did happen, but I don't think I can mention that on here. Looking through photos there were a few parties that I went to, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;February... Also I don't remember much from this month. Except for a really soppy but really sweet valentines day... I still have the stuff from that actually. I also bought my wonderful iMac as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;March... What the hell is wrong with me? I can't remember a thing. See this is why I should have started this a while ago and just added to it. I sang in a concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;April was more eventful. To start off, I got so very very drunk at a friend's party and ended up passing out and throwing up and bleugh. I haven't been able to drink vodka ever since. Or any kind of spirit really... There was my birthday as well. I didn't get so drunk then. But I was taken to see Les Miserables, which was amazing. My party was quite eventful. Sheep riding, angry farmers, getting into mouldy water, replacing Mikey's vodka with water... Oh it was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;May was good. Went to Oxford, had a fun weekend at Ryan's, moved house. I think the majority of what's happened since May is on this blog anyways. So I'll skip to stuff I don't think I've mentioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've made a lot of new friends this year, and I've lost a few that were really good, mainly the people from Langley. I don't know if any of those guys read this thing, but I miss you lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;While this year's been pretty good, recently I've gotten a lot more stressed. School work and other things just got the better of me I guess. Man, I really don't know what to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This year's been really good, and I want next year to be even better. I know any problems that I have right now aren't just gonna disappear at the stroke of midnight, but I hope I can sort them out as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aspirations for next year? Get into the university that I want to, get a grade in singing, and have a fucking awesome summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6096705838791778865?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6096705838791778865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-thousand-and-nine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6096705838791778865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6096705838791778865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-thousand-and-nine.html' title='Two Thousand and Nine.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8949241244262668175</id><published>2009-12-18T16:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-18T16:45:39.776Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><title type='text'>The Observant British Public</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wasn't today fabulous? Snow! Anyone else notice how snow makes it a billion times harder to walk in? Today was rather dull. I guess I could have done a lot more with it haha. It does make me wonder why the news tells stories of disruption due to snow as if it's NEVER happened before. More to the point, how are we so unprepared? In the grand scheme of things, the amount of snow we had here was pathetic. 20cm? Try 20 inches, then you're allowed to get disrupted so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Needless to say, my driving test was cancelled today. So they're sending me a new date in the post, hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've started reading again, and I managed to finish The Picture of Dorian Gray. What a strange book. Really really odd. Nothing much happens for half of it, then all of a sudden EVERYTHING kicks off. It's crazy, but pretty good if I do say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is how bored I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8949241244262668175?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8949241244262668175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/observant-british-public.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8949241244262668175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8949241244262668175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/observant-british-public.html' title='The Observant British Public'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6640207591711316809</id><published>2009-12-16T16:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:36:18.607Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>A Whole Bunch of Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Coursework.&amp;nbsp;Coursework.&amp;nbsp;Coursework.&amp;nbsp;Coursework.&amp;nbsp;Coursework.&amp;nbsp;Coursework. That is my life right now. Maybe food can be put in there if it's REALLY necessary, but other than that, it's coursework. So nice of my school to give me a relaxing end of term isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now here's something to talk about. It's wonderful, it's magical. It happens once a year. Maybe even twice of you're lucky. You've guessed it. Snow. Settling snow, to be precise. The amount of happiness it brings to children is amazing, the amount of dread it fills adults with is just... weird. So what if you have to drive in it? Don't drive. Which reminds me, my test is on Friday and it's meant to snow. I have to drive in snow. Whaaat :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The amount of fuss over snow though. America get 4 foot of it sometimes and still manage to get on alright, and we sit here and rejoice/cry (delete as appropriate to age) over 4 inches of the stuff. Nothing can happen when it snows, purely because we're unprepared. Useless aren't we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of the more observant of you will have noticed a link below my hit counter. Check it out and leave a question and I'll answer it. Cool? Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6640207591711316809?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6640207591711316809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/whole-bunch-of-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6640207591711316809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6640207591711316809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/whole-bunch-of-fun.html' title='A Whole Bunch of Fun.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1834065943317869189</id><published>2009-12-11T22:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T22:11:04.987Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing'/><title type='text'>UCAS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's been sent off! And I have an acknowledgement from York. Yay! Even though I don't really wanna go there. But oh well. It's all coming together. Apart from Music coursework. There is so much of it to do. o_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1834065943317869189?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1834065943317869189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/ucas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1834065943317869189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1834065943317869189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/ucas.html' title='UCAS!'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8664865423638492858</id><published>2009-12-05T17:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-12-05T17:29:00.901Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude'/><title type='text'>Forgot</title><content type='html'>There WAS something that I was gonna moan about tonight, but I can't remember now. Ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the supposed attitude problem I have. It frustrates me because I don't even know I'm being nasty or whatever. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class='blogpress_location'&gt;Location:&lt;a href='http://maps.google.com/maps?q=Ash%20Rd,Hartley,United%20Kingdom%4051.389740%2C0.303946&amp;z=10'&gt;Ash Rd,Hartley,United Kingdom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8664865423638492858?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8664865423638492858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8664865423638492858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8664865423638492858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/forgot.html' title='Forgot'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2094079860434211093</id><published>2009-12-01T22:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T22:44:00.252Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poll'/><title type='text'>Merry December!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the spirit of all things festive, I've put a poll up which is entirely relevant to all things December. Vote please. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2094079860434211093?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2094079860434211093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-december.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2094079860434211093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2094079860434211093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-december.html' title='Merry December!'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3132706641340626075</id><published>2009-11-28T22:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-28T22:12:49.589Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trinity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rob'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='losers with no life (e.g. chavs)'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amazingness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flirting'/><title type='text'>Rob (is awesome)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear faithful blog readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, this blog shall be conducted by none other than Robert Coveney (who is absolutely awesome.. as the title suggests?) As you know, Daniel has a lovely musical scholarship, and today, he performed and it was amazing! He was obviously the best there (haha!) excluding the fabulous [Insert name here]. I am currently at his house utilising &amp;nbsp;his Mac computer (Oh Sophie will be pleased that I am using a Mac..) Anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So this is a basically Dan telling me to write a blog instead of him, so here is my blog I guess? I'll start with a short rant.. this morning some lovely fellow who, I mention, have no idea who he is (because he's just so well known), decided to send me a lovely email over Facebook. Gosh! No. He was a loser if you didn't pick up on the subtle sarcasm. And very rude for someone I don't know.. silly [insert rude adjective here].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Moreover, the Trinity concert was really great fun. I looked around the room when someone walked in late and was shocked to see my friend Emily, who looked at me in total shock and confusion as to why I was there (as did I for her!), then she was seated and giggling. It was a lovely night, though I am shattered (to say the least). Paul Jennings was smelly, and kept flirting with Dan, it made me LOLJOKES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyhow, to conclude, I am now sleeping round Mr Partridge's house. He is upset because he wanted to eat KFC and his parents said: NO ROBERT IS A VEGETARIAN. And following this I apologised for the fact I was vegetarian, hehe, how awesome am I? Obviously some amount. Tonight is going to be lovely, because I have decided it will be. And also, Dan is here, and that makes me happy. I sound like such a loser! SO I shall stop writing this blog for him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Adios and pleasant tidings from Robert at some time that I can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Ignore the thing below this saying it was Dan, because he's tired =])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3132706641340626075?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3132706641340626075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/rob-is-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3132706641340626075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3132706641340626075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/rob-is-awesome.html' title='Rob (is awesome)'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5880953044592728639</id><published>2009-11-17T16:58:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T16:58:42.645Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><title type='text'>Life Lesson III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/5832400/2/istockphoto_5832400-happy-black-man.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.istockphoto.com/file_thumbview_approve/5832400/2/istockphoto_5832400-happy-black-man.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogs.ft.com/techblog/files/2009/10/windows7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://blogs.ft.com/techblog/files/2009/10/windows7.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;According to my english teacher:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Black is the opposite of joy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;7 is the number of completion.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh the things you learn. This is meant to be a grammar school for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We wrote some more poetry today, no doubt you might hear a select few. Just because it's &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5880953044592728639?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5880953044592728639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-lesson-iii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5880953044592728639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5880953044592728639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/life-lesson-iii.html' title='Life Lesson III'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-392698659462992386</id><published>2009-11-13T18:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:33:54.140Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Another Musical Item</title><content type='html'>Listen to this, please.&lt;br /&gt;I say, for the love of God,&lt;br /&gt;Listen to this now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Zqp0OpzMAI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Zqp0OpzMAI&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to stop.&lt;br /&gt;Writing in Haiku is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Do not masturbate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;br /&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/8636579627185106064-392698659462992386?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/392698659462992386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-musical-item.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/392698659462992386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/392698659462992386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-musical-item.html' title='Another Musical Item'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-551708195290090021</id><published>2009-11-12T18:09:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:13:59.326Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Haiku a Plenty</title><content type='html'>This is what my lunchtime consisted of. Please note that I don't mean any harm in any of these, and if you find any of these offensive, get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black beauties beaming&lt;br /&gt;Bright in my hollowed half-night.&lt;br /&gt;What a sordid sight .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wanker wanker wank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wanker wanker wanker wanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wanker Wanker suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;D'Arcy Molyneux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bitch gotta know when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To shop before she spreads her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Legs into her hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Into the doormat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A world hidden in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Escape the dusty place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: right;"&gt;D'Arcy Molyneux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Haiku haiku hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Yay! I shit you not that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sadie Law is fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield and Dan Partridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nick Barnes sits near us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Eugh.&amp;nbsp;Eugh.&amp;nbsp;Eugh.&amp;nbsp;Eugh.&amp;nbsp;Eugh.&amp;nbsp;Eugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OMG, just why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield and Dan Partridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mikey's haikus rhyme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;He's such a fucking wierdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Why is he here, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dan Partridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Pluck the feathers from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Her swollen serpent, as she&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Flicks the blackest tits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Now that you are here,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Escape is not an option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Time for me to feast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dan Partridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brownness dribbles from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My lips. Fuck me. Oh God, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Did I eat it? Why?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Into the distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;D'Arcy left us all alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am dead inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dan Partridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fizzy lemonade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sprinkles in my begging mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The yellow ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I hate X-Factor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am so non-conformist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;TV is so drab!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dan Partridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Dom:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brown hair that's so fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Oh, I wish he could be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In me, I'll confine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey Lindfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wow! It's in my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;What is? Are you sure? How comes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Fuck, you put it there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;D'Arcy Molyneux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It was so fleeting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Those 10 seconds of beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;She lies in a pulp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Dan Partridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In my naughty mouth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then let your lips go south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To my cold odour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mikey &amp;nbsp;Lindfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's a fine art, I'll admit, but I think we've hit the nail on the head with these Haiku. Aren't they just fantastic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;br /&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/8636579627185106064-551708195290090021?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/551708195290090021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/haiku-plenty.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/551708195290090021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/551708195290090021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/haiku-plenty.html' title='Haiku a Plenty'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3093440986635754048</id><published>2009-11-10T22:20:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T22:40:47.265Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Amuse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what I find rather fun? When people insist on singing along to an entire song on the radio, even though they do not know a single word (or very few words at most), and try to cover it up. In doing so, they seem to lose any sense of a melody line. The resulting mess is what sounds very much like a zombie hungry for 3 or more brains. The best ever instance of this I have ever witnessed this would have to be the time on Top of the Pops. Robbie Williams was on, and he went to the audience and bent down next to a woman, so they were both in shot together. She tried to sing the words (you couldn't hear her), but you could see she was singing something about boats whilst he was singing about radios. It was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I sent my UCAS off today. Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sayonara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3093440986635754048?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3093440986635754048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/amuse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3093440986635754048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3093440986635754048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/amuse.html' title='Amuse'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1037759212352853584</id><published>2009-11-08T15:03:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:06:24.609Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fireworks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Fireworks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to see some fireworks last night. It was fun, I ended up advertising Cinderella. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing interesing's happened really. I just got mega stressed for no reason. It's really irritating me that things are wrong with me yet no one knows exactly what these things are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1037759212352853584?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1037759212352853584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/fireworks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1037759212352853584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1037759212352853584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/11/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8789975326624332977</id><published>2009-10-27T17:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-10-27T17:37:56.783Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Hello again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I didn't really follow through with the whole writing things down. Jeez, I suck. On another note, I have slaved away for months at &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=O415BQFS"&gt;this piece of music&lt;/a&gt;, and I think it's finally finished. LISTEN TO IT. PLEASE? And let me know what you think of it. Cheers lovelies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Half term has started out very average. Today has been so boring. Nothing has been accomplished, not even a kilogram of the ton of homework I've been set to do over this short week. Sigh, I'm gonna be screwed when I go back. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, the new Facebook layout seems to have sparked a lot of people's hatred for change. It's the same every time. When it updated last time, people were not happy, but they forgot about it within 2 weeks. When Myspace updated... I don't remember what happened. But I don't think people were too happy. When Last.fm updated, people were angry, but they soon forgot about it. I don't know what my point is here. I moan just as much as these people do, but about different things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8789975326624332977?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8789975326624332977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8789975326624332977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8789975326624332977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-again.html' title='Hello again'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5149769372928781840</id><published>2009-10-20T16:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:58:31.891+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><title type='text'>Another Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have had a good idea, sort of. I'm going to write down all of my ponderings, hopefully, and when it comes to writing this I shall use these musings as topics. I say this because I always think of good things to talk about during the week, but when it comes to the end of the week I have completely forgotten what I was going to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone fancy doing my Japanese exam for me tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara (haha irony)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5149769372928781840?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5149769372928781840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5149769372928781840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5149769372928781840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-thing.html' title='Another Thing'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1638472958464300064</id><published>2009-10-12T19:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:30:51.734+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>I guess not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I'm gonna change that pledge. At least once a week. That oughta do. That way I'll have more stuff to talk about rather than random little blogs throughout the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is one for all the music geeks out there. Maybe some of you not-so-cool people can relate as well. Listen to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZDFFHaz9GsY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZDFFHaz9GsY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It recently occurred to me that someone had to have written this piece of music. I was completely freakin' gobsmacked when I found out it was part of a requiem (I was shocked it was even part of a requiem, but I don't really listen to them. The Latin actually means 'Day of Wrath' I think) written by Verdi, who I didn't really listen to before. But now I have some serious respect for this guy. He was a composer and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sorry for being a geek :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1638472958464300064?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1638472958464300064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1638472958464300064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1638472958464300064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-guess-not.html' title='I guess not!'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1563750981702459998</id><published>2009-10-09T20:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:11:48.766+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>New Pledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I will strive to make a blog update at least every other day from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1563750981702459998?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1563750981702459998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-pledge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1563750981702459998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1563750981702459998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-pledge.html' title='New Pledge'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7329284261007319931</id><published>2009-10-04T18:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:59:48.165+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>2 In a Row</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, people thought that the worst thing about September was the 'Summer's Over' feeling, though I think windy days are worse. Anyways, I'm gonna put a new poll up soon. Idk what about though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I need to come up with things to moan about. Did you know that swine flu can't be eliminated by antibacterial gel? Because it's a virus, not a bacteria. Sucks to all those who thought they could avoid it with antibacterial gel, because you can't. Sorry. Wahaha. Just keep away from pigs and people who look like pigs. You should be okay. If you do get it, it's a very good excuse to not go to work or school. I don't see why people are so worried, hardly anyone died from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7329284261007319931?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7329284261007319931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7329284261007319931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7329284261007319931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-in-row.html' title='2 In a Row'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3260112109353087818</id><published>2009-10-03T23:05:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:05:59.352+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh October</title><content type='html'>This month sure did creep up on us. I only have a couple of things to say. I hate the irony in the action if someone telling you you're selfish because you didn't do something for them, and I love my saxophone lessons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3260112109353087818?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3260112109353087818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-october.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3260112109353087818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3260112109353087818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-october.html' title='Oh October'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-4845288057506168578</id><published>2009-09-29T18:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:14:13.256+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Poll</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This rather silly to post, but if you haven't already please vote on my little poll thing I've got going on over there. It wont take long, and it closes in 20 hours haha. Fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh yeah, major pissed-off-age. I don't think i posted about this, but my saxophone was damaged. So it had to get sent back to the company who sent me a replacement. How kind of them. What was rather unkind of them, however, was to send me yet ANOTHER damaged saxophone. It's really quite lame, because I can't practice at all without a saxophone, quite obviously. So I'm rather annoyed at the moment, because I really wanna get practicing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a very happy note, I LOVE LOVE LOVE Brand New's new album Daisy. It's just so... yay. Everything about it I love. Though they seem to have lost some of the harmonic intricacies that they used in their last album, it's still a very very VERY good, thought provoking and atmospheric listen. Nicely done, guys. Major love for Jesse and his lyrical genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-4845288057506168578?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4845288057506168578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/poll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4845288057506168578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4845288057506168578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/poll.html' title='Poll'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3992267563341962850</id><published>2009-09-27T22:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:49:29.728+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Long Time Gone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This blog is getting seriously neglected, and I'm truly sorry. I'm sure people are just as busy as I am, so it's not really getting read, but I think I should update this more often than I have recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's nearly the end of September. That means that the weather will do nothing but get colder, even though we've had better weather this past week than we had all summer. Takes the piss that does. School also takes the piss. "Here, you don't need to live properly, do you? Have so much work that it will make you collapse." Erghhhh I am going to struggle so hard this year. I've already been given more work than I have ever received in my life, especially in Japanese. I swear the amount of work we do in Japanese should be the amount of work we do in all subjects collectively. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Trinity is awesome. I love it. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3992267563341962850?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3992267563341962850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3992267563341962850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3992267563341962850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-time-gone.html' title='Long Time Gone'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1452435478722211928</id><published>2009-09-22T20:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:45:57.466+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>4 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm sorry I haven't been on here much, but I have been kinda busy with all sorts of stuff. First, a brief rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why can't things just... be right? My saxophone came as I said, but as it turns out it's broken. One of the keys sticks down when pressed. We think it was damaged in transit. One of the little rods has come out of a little saddle thing, and blaagh. Why couldn't it just arrive right! Silly thing. And why can't things like essays be right the first time? It would take up SO much less time than it usually does. SO much. I guess it's all part of the fun of life! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eurgh, school is so hectic. Stupid fucking IB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1452435478722211928?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1452435478722211928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1452435478722211928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1452435478722211928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/4-days.html' title='4 Days'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5327357824016738014</id><published>2009-09-18T18:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T20:04:53.807+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Not dead, just resting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/18/374.jpg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" border="0" height="281" src="http://blogpress.w18.net/photos/09/09/18/s_374.jpg" style="margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px; margin-top: 5px;" width="210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeah I'm stuck on the M25 right now. On the way back from Bristol Uni. It's a great place, now my first choice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah the delays have stopped now. Anyway, I have my sax now and I can make a decent noise from it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My phone's low on battery, so laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5327357824016738014?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5327357824016738014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-dead-just-resting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5327357824016738014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5327357824016738014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-dead-just-resting.html' title='Not dead, just resting...'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-658401454066732267</id><published>2009-09-14T17:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T20:02:36.749+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Fatigued</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;School is so draining. I'm enjoying tonight though, as I have very little work to do tomorrow and I can just rest. And rest I bloody well shall. It's the least I deserve I think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What can I say about today? Nothing really. Dull as ever. I'm anticipating Muse's new album though. Got it dowloading as we speak. I'm laid on my bed as well as I'm writing this. God I love this phone. So so muchhhh! I can tell that this week is gonna get harder and harder. The weekend will be good though. Music college, TGIs, and a party. Then hopefully some movie times with someone :)))) hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's all folks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-658401454066732267?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/658401454066732267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/fatigued.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/658401454066732267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/658401454066732267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/fatigued.html' title='Fatigued'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1097855527411645741</id><published>2009-09-13T17:50:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T18:14:00.346+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Sure, why not?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm on my iPhone again. I'm only writing this for the sake of it. Haha. I'm so cold, my feet feel like blocks of ice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know I've said this before (I think), but I'm really really looking forward to uni. I wanna go to Nottingham, and the entry requirements for music there aren't all that high, so hopefully I'll get in. I just can't wait to be completely independent and do whatever I want with my time. Right now all I do is work, and next week I'll be working 6 days a week. Like full days. Not coolllllll. I just wanna sleep and do nothing but music right now, but that's not going to happen. Ah well, life goes on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm always tired now as well, I don't sleep half as much as I'd like to. No more lay ins for me as well now, cos I have to work all the time. Maybe I should stop moaning about it. Just get on with it I think. Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's enough crap from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1097855527411645741?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1097855527411645741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/sure-why-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1097855527411645741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1097855527411645741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/sure-why-not.html' title='Sure, why not?'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8254500802559328930</id><published>2009-09-12T14:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T14:45:56.125+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><title type='text'>New levels of Awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Guess what? My iPhone came. Guess where I'm writing this from? That's right, my beautiful iPhone. Right now, the only bad thing about it is that it doesn't play flash stuff. That, and the fact that I can't put the bloody thing down! I'm at risk of becoming even more antisocial. Ah well. The 3G on this phone works better than some of the wi-fi networks in bluewater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Next week I start back at trinity, and today I realised that it means my weekens won't start until 5.40 every saturday. FML. It'll be worth it though. Saxophone lessons, yes please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ahh this takes so long on my iPhone. I still love it thoughhhh haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8254500802559328930?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8254500802559328930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-levels-of-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8254500802559328930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8254500802559328930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-levels-of-awesome.html' title='New levels of Awesome'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3765326205002912179</id><published>2009-09-09T16:32:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T16:48:08.356+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Musical Tastes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It appears my ears have had a sudden like for bands who like to scream, grunt and make loud noises whilst the guitars chugachugachugatremelo underneath. I'm not complaining. Just a suggestion, but if you like that kinda music then take a look at &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/deadonlivetv"&gt;these guys&lt;/a&gt;. If you live near me then they're a local band that make hardcore type music, and if you don't live near me they're a band from Kent (mostly), and I must say they are one of the best local bands I know. A couple of their songs they've put up for everyone to download &lt;a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=FFS99IT9"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and their EP is only £4. I urge you to buy it, k. They're great. They're not paying me for this btw, I just think that they deserve some more notice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On an unrelated topic, school is dumb and busy. Too much stuff going on there right now. I have a headache from it all. And of all things, they have set mock exams on an INSET DAY. Trust my school to do that. Stupidddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to music. I am SO SO SO excited for Brand New's new album. Like REALLY. It's going to be so good. I also discovered the other day that The Devil Wears Prada and Drop Dead, Gorgeous have new albums out. They're both pretty good in my opinion. Me likes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I GET MY IPHONE TOMORROW, AND I START TRINITY IN ABOUT... 10 DAYS? YES, LIFE IS GOOD. WAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3765326205002912179?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3765326205002912179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/musical-tastes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3765326205002912179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3765326205002912179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/musical-tastes.html' title='Musical Tastes'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5540372710946387110</id><published>2009-09-06T16:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T16:33:26.085+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Something New</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I walked home at 5.30am this morning. That was fun. Nobody else was around. It was really really calm. I walked through the little meadow and there were rabbits all over the place. They ran from me, bless them. So I got in this morning at about 6 and slept until 3. Now I'm attempting to start some Japanese homework, but I have no idea what it is really. So I'm struggling a bit. Ah well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yet again I witnessed an incident of 14/15 year olds being unable to handle their drink. Ohhhh boy was it embarrassing to watch. I hope they're very unpopular tomorrow in school, because they were just mergh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5540372710946387110?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5540372710946387110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5540372710946387110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5540372710946387110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/something-new.html' title='Something New'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-540783183849347646</id><published>2009-09-04T12:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T12:52:54.094+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='autumn'/><title type='text'>Please mark THREE out of the following answers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I passed my driving theory test today. 43 out of 50 for the questions, and 54 out of 75 for hazard perception. Managed to score 5 points on 3 of those. Woo :))))). Now all I need to do is book some more driving lessons and take my test. Ahhh! What fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally got my Trinity timetable. Saturdays from 9-5.10 now. Quite a difference to last year. But it's gonna be fun, because I got my saxophone lessons. I need to hire a saxophone now. Ahh I'm really looking forward to it :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-540783183849347646?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/540783183849347646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-mark-three-out-of-following.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/540783183849347646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/540783183849347646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-mark-three-out-of-following.html' title='Please mark THREE out of the following answers...'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2744423232872400746</id><published>2009-09-02T16:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:38:58.805+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><title type='text'>Studystudystudy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm gonna be doing a lot of work this year. I can feel it. This'll mean less posts from me. Not that they were too frequent to begin with, but you know, they'll be less frequent. And they will probably just be a rant about how impossible my chemistry work is. Ah that reminds me, I need to do some chemistry work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was good, but strange. It didn't feel like a first day back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2744423232872400746?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2744423232872400746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/studystudystudy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2744423232872400746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2744423232872400746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/studystudystudy.html' title='Studystudystudy'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8505707125315400793</id><published>2009-09-01T14:13:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:36:16.109+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>September</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How depressing. Summer is well and truly over with. The days are going to get shorter (and filled with homework, coursework, university applications, music exam practice, saxophone renting, and possible depression) and colder, but not colder quite yet. Hey look, a plus! There are a few things to look forward to though. First is my THEORY TEST ON FRIDAY. Oh the joy. I haven't really studied for it. Haha what a shame. Then I have a couple of parties at the weekend, which is more parties than I've been to all summer. How depressing is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have 9 months left of school. Nine. Nine months of stress and revision and learning new things and getting better at old things and losing homework and getting shouted at. Nine months of not seeing my friends. Nine more months of being 17 though. Yes. By the end of May I will be 18 with a job to save up for Reading (yes I am going next year) and Uni and hopefully by the beginning of July I will have a place at Nottingham or Bristol University. Then 4 months of doing nothing but working and and doing things I can do because I will be 18. Ahh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another thing to look forward to this month is the amount of new albums coming out. The Used's new album came out today and I need to get that. But there's also Brand New's new album coming out, and this is probably my most anticipated album ever. I hope it's good, I really do. Then there's Muse's new album, which I'm slightly less optimistic about, purely because they've gone downhill generally since The Origin of Symmetry. I swear there were more albums than this, but no doubt I'll come across them soon enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Also, in keeping with the theme, I've added a new poll. The old one revealed that wasps were the most pointless thing, with 70% of the votes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well what an impressive, slightly lengthy entry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8505707125315400793?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8505707125315400793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/september.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8505707125315400793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8505707125315400793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/09/september.html' title='September'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2878911968234271532</id><published>2009-08-28T14:39:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T14:44:27.328+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toilet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Life Lesson II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- Never take your toilet for granted. After about a month of one working bathroom in this house, I'm about to explode from frustration.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thankfully, the water in the bathroom next to my room is now back, so we finally have a proper bathroom in this house and there will be no blood and guts to clear up from the explosion. The toilet wasn't too bad because we could fill the thing up so we could flush it. But everyone is so lazy in this house, so it rarely happened. The stench of 4 days worth of pee is horrific. Avoid it as much as possible. Hopefully I'll never have to smell it again in my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't believe I've been reduced to talking about a TOILET. Get me a life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2878911968234271532?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2878911968234271532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-lesson-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2878911968234271532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2878911968234271532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-lesson-ii.html' title='Life Lesson II'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-4236123499177418673</id><published>2009-08-26T18:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T18:32:42.985+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Pre-School Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm guessing that 99% of the population of those not going to Reading are bummed about returning to school in a week or two, depending on the school - a week if it's my school, two for every other school. In any case, no-one wants to go back. I don't want to for a lot of reasons. There's going to be a lot to think about next year. University applications, coursework for everything, Music stuff including grades and Trinity, keeping sane, seeing my friends, earning money when I have to focus on school and music college 6 days a week... Lots of stuff to do. Not cool at all. I guess I'll stay busy. Too busy if you ask me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to King's College London today as well. It's such a great place, and it's in the middle of London and close to pretty much everything there. There are two problems though. The first one is that the accommodation isn't all that good there. It's very expensive for what it is, and Nottingham's rooms were much nicer. Also, because it's a city university and not a campus one, all of the residential halls are a commute away from the actual building. The second problem is that there is not a hope in hell that I will get the qualifications I need to get into it by the time I submit my UCAS application. Not a hope in HELL. 38 points, Grade 8 first study and Grade 5 piano. No, not happening. SORRY. But it's in such a nice place! Aghh, decisions!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm going to miss summer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-4236123499177418673?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4236123499177418673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/pre-school-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4236123499177418673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4236123499177418673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/pre-school-blues.html' title='Pre-School Blues'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6920324436653822404</id><published>2009-08-25T15:45:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T15:50:42.398+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Desserts etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SpP6DfMbTII/AAAAAAAAAIA/CxCw21zr29w/s1600-h/CIMG4212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SpP6DfMbTII/AAAAAAAAAIA/CxCw21zr29w/s320/CIMG4212.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373913718203305090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I spent today making and remaking some éclairs. The first time I messed them up straight away, but when I got them right they tasted veeeeeery nice. They're in the fridge right now, and they have proven very popular with my family so far haha. They do taste very nice if I may say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apple want me to pay £79 for me to update Logic Express 8 to Logic Express 9. I wish I had the money, cos it looks so awesome. But oh well, I'll find the money soon enough. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There's not much else to say really. 'Cept my sister made some cupcakes today as well, and they are delish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6920324436653822404?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6920324436653822404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/desserts-etc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6920324436653822404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6920324436653822404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/desserts-etc.html' title='Desserts etc.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SpP6DfMbTII/AAAAAAAAAIA/CxCw21zr29w/s72-c/CIMG4212.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3103732050874945147</id><published>2009-08-22T14:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:32:03.812+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll</title><content type='html'>I added one.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3103732050874945147?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3103732050874945147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/poll.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3103732050874945147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3103732050874945147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/poll.html' title='Poll'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-4972712771234263758</id><published>2009-08-19T12:06:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:13:04.084+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Another Bug Rant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recently, wasps seem to have some sort of obsession with my room. They like to fly in through my window and even though they try very hard to get out because they realise how bad it smells in here, they can't. Why? Because they're STUPID. Stupid wasps with no point on this planet whatsoever. The worst part is that I can't really close my windows because it's so warm in here. Oh I just can't win :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Brb driving and Nandos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-4972712771234263758?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4972712771234263758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-bug-rant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4972712771234263758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4972712771234263758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-bug-rant.html' title='Another Bug Rant'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2697373653661071972</id><published>2009-08-18T10:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:33:17.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Early Rise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;See this is why I don't get up early. I have nothing to do all day usually, so getting up early usually prolongs the whole doing nothing, and I end up getting more and more bored. I guess I should find things to do rather than complaining about how there's nothing to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I would go outside today, but the tree man is back, chopping down the rest of the trees. Bark and chainsaws everywhere. So even though it's a nice day out there, I can't go out there until he's left. quite lame really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Went driving yesterday. I didn't stall. WAHEY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;And into the face of every criminal strapped firmly to a chair, we must stare, we must stare, we must stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;-Bright Eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2697373653661071972?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2697373653661071972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/early-rise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2697373653661071972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2697373653661071972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/early-rise.html' title='Early Rise'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3800146505641287628</id><published>2009-08-17T09:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T09:55:56.279+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Nothing Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have no idea what to tell you. Here're some lyrics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The kind you'd find on someone that could save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;If they don't put me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It’ll be a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do you believe you're missing out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That everything good is happening somewhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But with nobody in your bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The night is hard to get through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I will die all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And when I arrive I won’t know anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, Jesus Christ, I’m alone again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So what did you do those three days you were dead?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because this problem's gonna last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;More than the weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, Jesus Christ I’m not scared to die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’m a little bit scared of what comes after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do I get the gold chariot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do I float through the ceiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Do I divide and fall apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cause my bright is too slight to hold back all my dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This ship went down in sight of land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And at the gates does Thomas ask to see my hands?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know you'll come in the night like a thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I’ve had some time alone to hone my lying technique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know you think that I’m someone you can trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I’m scared I’ll get scared and I swear I’ll try to nail you back up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(everyone now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So do you think that we could work out a psalm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I’ll know it's you and that it's over so I won't even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know you'll come for the people like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But we all got wood and nails,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And talk dirt at hating factories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;But, we all got wood and nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And talk dirt at hating factories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yeah, we all got wood and nails&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And we sleep inside of this machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Jesus Christ - Brand New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3800146505641287628?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3800146505641287628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3800146505641287628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3800146505641287628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/nothing-again.html' title='Nothing Again'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6151447682993030927</id><published>2009-08-14T18:21:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T18:35:02.523+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Here's one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't know if I've moaned about this on here before, but you're gonna read me ranting about it anyway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now, I think that I'm a very socially inept person. Usually when people talk to me in real life, like pass me and say hi suddenly, all that comes out is 'Mbhrehajf?!', so I usually don't say anything and smile/make a strange face. Ironically, this way I won't make a fool of myself. This is not only a problem in real life, but on MSN as well. I mean of course I don't say 'Mbhrehajf?!' when someone says hi to me on MSN, because my brain actually has time to recognise the fact that someone is actually socialising with me. In real life, my mouth moves faster than my brain and shit pours out. But the problem on MSN is that I cannot keep a conversation going for the life of me. People say things and I usually reply with some sort of emoticon or acronym, and the conversation dies. Then people comment on this, saying 'you don't really talk much, do you?' or 'say something!', and I reply, telling them why I don't talk so much. This is the bit that irritates me. The cynicism of society leads them to believe that I am lying and just don't want to talk to them. They don't tell me they think I'm lying, they just give tell-tale signs like 'oh, okay. i won't talk to you anymore then,'. Then I say 'you think i'm lying, don't you?' and I get pissed off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I know it's kinda rude to not talk to people (not that I don't make the effort - I do sometimes try to make conversation), but I think it's much more rude to accuse someone you've just started to talk to of lying. Who's with me on this/has the same problem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6151447682993030927?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6151447682993030927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/heres-one.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6151447682993030927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6151447682993030927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/heres-one.html' title='Here&apos;s one'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-893608972233713103</id><published>2009-08-13T18:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:26:41.290+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went out in the car with my granddad today. Now, I'm not perfect at driving, but I'm good enough to drive around with very little supervision. However my granddad seems to get very stressed at me sometimes. The bloody breaks on his car are rather pathetic... so it's hard to stop quickly. Arghh it's kinda stressful but I'll get it done. Hopefully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha, Come Dine With Me is one of the funniest shows on television! Fuck my, ridiculous! So middle class it's funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's that for now... I don't know what to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-893608972233713103?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/893608972233713103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/893608972233713103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/893608972233713103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/driving.html' title='Driving'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1951993293329311030</id><published>2009-08-11T19:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T19:42:00.186+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Graphic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have nothing to say, so here's some pictures of my day! That was so poetic...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG69nM0YuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iDi_2VSNb2g/s1600-h/CIMG4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG69nM0YuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iDi_2VSNb2g/s320/CIMG4138.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368777798459876066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nikki being cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG69aaPICI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OEUMWlqVVOI/s1600-h/CIMG4127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG69aaPICI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/OEUMWlqVVOI/s320/CIMG4127.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368777795026493474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nikki and Danyelly being normal. Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG69NdGhxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XKKvxV2ryxk/s1600-h/CIMG4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG69NdGhxI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XKKvxV2ryxk/s320/CIMG4139.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368777791548851986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danyelly being pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG68jYPanI/AAAAAAAAAHA/37wCOiiS79U/s1600-h/CIMG4133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG68jYPanI/AAAAAAAAAHA/37wCOiiS79U/s320/CIMG4133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368777780254173810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nikki being artistic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wasn't that fantastic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&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/8636579627185106064-1951993293329311030?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1951993293329311030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/graphic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1951993293329311030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1951993293329311030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/graphic.html' title='Graphic'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoG69nM0YuI/AAAAAAAAAHY/iDi_2VSNb2g/s72-c/CIMG4138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2755961411177448417</id><published>2009-08-10T13:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T13:31:49.773+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Continuous Pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That insect bite still hurts. It's itching. From this day on I declare myself an official insect hater. Because insects are shit. And scary. Especially moths. I don't know a single person who doesn't find moths unpleasant. The bigger they get, the worse they are. When they have faces though, that's it for me. I freak out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha I'm sick of pervy guys. They're so horrible. I think I'll leave this topic alone for now... Too much I could say on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohhh, my grandad put me on his car insurance so I can now drive it. He's gotta be in the car as well cuz I'm on my provisional license but it's all good practice. I'm going out in it later today. S'gonna be fun :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Er yah I think that's all I have to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2755961411177448417?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2755961411177448417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/continuous-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2755961411177448417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2755961411177448417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/continuous-pain.html' title='Continuous Pain'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-129601893271890183</id><published>2009-08-09T16:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T16:20:44.597+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drinking'/><title type='text'>Biting Ants</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I won't bore you about my weekend, but I will offer you some advice based on my experiences of Friday and Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sleep the night before you go to Thorpe Park. Silly as it sounds, this is a very valuable piece of information. After not sleeping before Thorpe Park on Friday night, I would know. You seem to walk around it in some kind of dream state. The rides are a lot less thrilling as well, cuz just feels like you're in a dream flying.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't ever get bitten by ants, because it fucking hurts. I got bitten last night at Sophie's party, and I'm still in pain.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Try to get more than 3 hours sleep in a space of 48 hours. For the love of God, trust me on this one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It doesn't matter if it's summer, it still gets fucking cold at night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do not get drunk with 14  year olds. Ever. It's a bad idea. They can't handle their drink obviously. 3 WKDs and they're on the floor giggling to themselves about how they've never been this drunk before. It's a sad sight to see. Avoid at all costs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Play the 'Inappropriate Game' at parties. This one's good. Find the the person who it is most inappropriate for you to hit on. This is best played in small groups of best friends. For example, an inappropriate person for person A to hit on would be person Bs younger brother, providing A and B were best friends. Even if they weren't best friends, it's still pretty inappropriate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One more thing - try to avoid nannying drunks at parties. Especially the kind that have their friend with them who fancies them so much but has no idea how to deal with drunks at all. It's not fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-129601893271890183?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/129601893271890183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/biting-ants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/129601893271890183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/129601893271890183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/biting-ants.html' title='Biting Ants'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2906036289735579091</id><published>2009-08-06T14:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T14:53:38.749+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Humidity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;SO. WARM. No sun, but SO. WARM. It smells real nice outside though, cos people are cutting grass. Makes a change I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Erghhh I need to learn about Romantic tonality. I have no idea how it works, it's just so random. But I will become a master of it... one day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nothing to write about again. How lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2906036289735579091?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2906036289735579091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/humidity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2906036289735579091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2906036289735579091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/humidity.html' title='Humidity'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8037387535105731868</id><published>2009-08-04T14:46:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T15:02:01.772+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Post No. 50</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who would have thought I would have made 50 posts on this blog? I certainly didn't. I thought I'd get bored of it. But I haven't. How amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what I am bored of though? This stupid weather. Why can't it just stay nice? I don't get it. So lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Now I'm gonna try to get some music noticed. LOVE LOVE LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8037387535105731868?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8037387535105731868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-no-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8037387535105731868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8037387535105731868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-no-50.html' title='Post No. 50'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-4421049813626534495</id><published>2009-08-02T20:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:12:53.803+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Facestings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love the beach. I realised that the only other place I would REALLY like to live in apart from London would be by the coast. It's so nice there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hastings is one of the places I'd like to live. I went there today. It's like two worlds in one town. You have old Hastings which is lovely and full of beautiful quaint little cottages and old shops and wooden shack sort of things. It's so peaceful and scenic. Then just one road away is the Hastings seafront, which is full of absolutely everything. It's so busy and packed and loud. It's great. There's also a part on the outside of Hastings which is just like any other town with a great big park in the middle of it and a high street full of shops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;After my trip there today though, I've been left windswept, burnt and tired. But I'm only tired because I didn't go to sleep until roughly 6.30am this morning. Hehe. Woops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It was nice to get away a from this house for now. We don't even have a proper bathroom right now. Blergh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's enough from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-4421049813626534495?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/4421049813626534495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/facestings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4421049813626534495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/4421049813626534495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/facestings.html' title='Facestings'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6464092076848325212</id><published>2009-08-01T15:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T15:19:20.728+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Misérables 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to see Les Mis again last night. I nearly cried 10 times. How ridiculous is that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've done nothing else all week. Nothing. It's so depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6464092076848325212?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6464092076848325212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/les-miserables-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6464092076848325212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6464092076848325212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/08/les-miserables-2.html' title='Les Misérables 2'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8345369207948578639</id><published>2009-07-29T14:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T14:25:37.115+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Escaping Nomanisan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't stand the sound of power tools any longer. The builders are gone, but now my dad is at it, drilling holes in things and sawing up pieces of wood... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And if it's not him, it's the tree men with their chainsaws and chippers. I actually have a dull headache from it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On the bright side, I'm listening to Michael Giacchino soundtracks. He certainly knows how to use the brass section. He is so awesome, I wanna compose for movies when I'm older. That would be the best job ever; difficult, but fantastic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still haven't been to a party. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8345369207948578639?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8345369207948578639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-stand-sound-of-power-tools-any.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8345369207948578639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8345369207948578639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-stand-sound-of-power-tools-any.html' title='Escaping Nomanisan'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6707188945580661567</id><published>2009-07-28T14:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:58:06.783+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>SIXTY-FOARRR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I unpacked my Wii finally the other day. Oh how I've missed it. Time for Wii Fit and Super Smash Brothers Brawl. I love that game so much, it's so awesome. Where else could you see Pikachu fuck up Zelda? Amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You know what's bad about this summer? The weather. It's hardly summer, there's too much wind. Not fun. Oh yeah, and no-one's doing anything at all, ever. I have no plans today or tomorrow. So lame. So so SO lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyone got any ideas regarding what I can write about? I'm running out of things, and I really don't want to resort to writing about my day. Oh, also I have just seen the most appalling advert ever. Such terrible acting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6707188945580661567?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6707188945580661567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/sixty-foarrr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6707188945580661567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6707188945580661567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/sixty-foarrr.html' title='SIXTY-FOARRR'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1205549644996469915</id><published>2009-07-27T23:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T23:13:07.461+01:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Years</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My goldfish died today. I got him when I was four. He was like a shark in the end haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't like being on my own, it gets me all sad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1205549644996469915?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1205549644996469915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/13-years.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1205549644996469915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1205549644996469915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/13-years.html' title='13 Years'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2993177894987818407</id><published>2009-07-25T20:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T20:41:02.535+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Life Lesson I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sitting in the garden with 3 good friends whilst munching BBQ food and catching some rays is MUCH better and probably more worthwhile than partying with some randomers who get so ridiculously drunk that they end up throwing up on you and then passing out in your lap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I still wanna go to a party though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please, someone give me more things to write about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2993177894987818407?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2993177894987818407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-lesson-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2993177894987818407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2993177894987818407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/life-lesson-i.html' title='Life Lesson I'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7283247769639694677</id><published>2009-07-24T11:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T11:04:14.268+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Tension</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every single fucking morning this holiday I've been woken by the fucking builders doing shit to my kitchen and whatever. Fucking fuck fuck. The house was fine as it was. FUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7283247769639694677?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7283247769639694677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/tension.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7283247769639694677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7283247769639694677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/tension.html' title='Tension'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1495831548137348466</id><published>2009-07-23T22:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:07:16.937+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><title type='text'>Mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in a bad one. God knows why. Don't you hate that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;EDIT: I figured it out. It's the internet/MSN/IM generation. Fucking technology. It's all just words now, no meaning at all. You can spurt as much shit as you like and anyone will believe you. Just mergh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Whatever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1495831548137348466?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1495831548137348466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/mood.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1495831548137348466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1495831548137348466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/mood.html' title='Mood'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8458957254420018793</id><published>2009-07-22T14:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T14:33:58.456+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I don't wanna break the 'I've updated this every day for the past few days' chain, so here is a pointless blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Don't you find it funny how people complain about it not being the summer holidays yet, and then when it get to the summer holidays, all the do is moan that it's boing? MEGA LULZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8458957254420018793?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8458957254420018793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/chain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8458957254420018793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8458957254420018793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/chain.html' title='Chain'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-184162756418406337</id><published>2009-07-21T13:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T13:44:46.154+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transport'/><title type='text'>Act of Kindness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yesterday, when I got on the bus, the man just gave me a child fare. I didn't ask him to. I just said 'Return to Bluewater, please', and he said 'Okay, half return to Bluewater... £2.85 please!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;God bless Arriva bus. No matter how crap your service is, you can never have enough senile old men running the busses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-184162756418406337?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/184162756418406337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/act-of-kindness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/184162756418406337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/184162756418406337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/act-of-kindness.html' title='Act of Kindness'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7176748768457661998</id><published>2009-07-20T22:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:44:19.555+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Musical Inventiveness... is that a word?</title><content type='html'>I made a pretty piano song.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you want it, &lt;a href="http://www.2shared.com/file/6774369/45bfd099/Nocturne_in_C_Sharp_Minor_1.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's sort of a first draft, but yeah. Feedback?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7176748768457661998?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7176748768457661998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/musical-inventiveness-is-that-word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7176748768457661998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7176748768457661998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/musical-inventiveness-is-that-word.html' title='Musical Inventiveness... is that a word?'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1470893107138304868</id><published>2009-07-19T15:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T16:17:07.961+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pokémon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Pokémon update? Why not!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So basically, I've defeated Giovanni in the secret hideout underneath the Game Corner, and got the scope thing that lets you see pokémon in the tower in Lavender Town. He didn't even put up a good fight. My Venusaur raped them completely. Speaking of rape, I came across a Lvl. 31 Dugtrio in the Digglett Tunnel and it got nasty. Nearly ended up dying, because my party weren't particularly strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My pokédex is looking pretty poor too. I think I have 23. But I haven't caught pokémon that you get at higher levels later on in the game like Zubat, Geodude, Rattata... Mainly because I can't be bothered to level them up enough from low levels, cuz let's face it, Zubat are shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Party? Party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg025.png" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 64px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF00;"&gt;Pikachu: Lvl. 35&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Attacks: Thunderbolt, Slam, Agility, Shock Wave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg044.png" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 64px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Gloom: Lvl. 24&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Attacks: Sweet Scent, Poisonpowder, Bullet Seed, Acid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg003.png" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 64px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Venusaur: Lvl. 37&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Attacks: Cut, Razor Leaf, Leech Seed, Giga Drain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg051.png" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 64px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC9933;"&gt;Dugtrio: Lvl. 30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Attacks: Mud-Slap, Magnitude, Dig, Sand Tomb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg051.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg012.png" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 64px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;Butterfree: Lvl. 27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Attacks: Aerial Ace, Whirlwind, Poisonpowder, Confusion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg017.png" border="0" alt="" style="cursor: pointer; width: 64px; height: 64px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;Pidgeotto: Lvl. 32&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Attacks: Wing Attack, Whirlwind, Gust, Quick Attack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha, isn't this the most thrilling blog ever? I love my Pikachu :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1470893107138304868?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1470893107138304868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-update-why-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1470893107138304868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1470893107138304868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/pokemon-update-why-not.html' title='Pokémon update? Why not!'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-474187533657285687</id><published>2009-07-18T17:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:01:21.251+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pokémon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Summer, Man</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's summer finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not going away. I hope to go out most days with my friends, cuz to be honest my summer last year was quite pants, simply because I was too lazy to go out anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My pokémon are coming along quite nicely. I can't remember off the top of my head what my party is exactly, but I DO know that I completely destroyed that Surge guy, cuz he's just lame, and my Pikachu is AWESUMMMMMM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-474187533657285687?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/474187533657285687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/474187533657285687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/474187533657285687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/summer-man.html' title='Summer, Man'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2395664771069796095</id><published>2009-07-14T17:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:00:15.464+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pokémon'/><title type='text'>Metapod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shelleytherepublican.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/011metapod.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 146px;" src="http://www.shelleytherepublican.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/09/011metapod.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This glorious pokémon. Look at it. Look how beautiful it is. It's a shame how lame it is, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The wild ones only know harden, so they're a bitch to fight. And even when you level one up from a Caterpie so it has Tackle, it's attack stat is SO low that it takes so long for you to defeat the opposing pokémon, ESPECIALLY if the opposing pokémon is a Metapod.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;NOT ONLY THAT, but Nintendo also had the cheek to make Metapod take FOREVER to level up. I mean it only takes 3 levels for it to become a Butterfree (which is kind of worth the wait), but it seems like 30 levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;LOL you can see what my day's been spent doing. Downloading Pokémon Fire Red for my Mac and playing it. So far I have:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 64px; height: 64px;" src="http://pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg001.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#006600;"&gt;Bulbasaur: Lvl. 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 64px; height: 64px;" src="http://pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg016.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;Pidgy: Lvl. 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 64px; height: 64px;" src="http://pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg025.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Pikachu: Lvl. 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 64px; height: 64px;" src="http://pokemonelite2000.com/pkfrlg011.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;Metapod: Lvl. 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to catch a Weedle. Screw the Rattata, I'll get a higher level one later on. They're shit anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looks like I've finally found something to talk about. Haha, lucky you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2395664771069796095?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2395664771069796095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/metapod.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2395664771069796095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2395664771069796095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/metapod.html' title='Metapod'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3975799362971100119</id><published>2009-07-12T20:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:07:59.297+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><title type='text'>What to write...?</title><content type='html'>I don't know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things are so busy, yet I'm bored. I'm never satisfied. Hah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't wait til i have money and I'm in university. Yes please.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3975799362971100119?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3975799362971100119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-to-write.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3975799362971100119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3975799362971100119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-to-write.html' title='What to write...?'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8708624884051183563</id><published>2009-07-09T17:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:59:07.459+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><title type='text'>Who's there?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All I can hear recently is BANG BANG KNOCK KNOCK HIT HIT SMASH SMASH. And it's going on underneath my room, so it's VERY loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I realised that people hate it when you face them with indecision, but my mum got decidedly wound up for a decidedly silly reason today. We need a new toilet seat, so she asked me 'What kind of toilet seat do you want?' I said I didn't care. After all, it's a toilet seat. The answer was greeted with frustration. In other words, I didn't give her an answer in black or white, and she hates grey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How fantastic is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8708624884051183563?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8708624884051183563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/whos-there.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8708624884051183563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8708624884051183563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/whos-there.html' title='Who&apos;s there?'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-9133426005528002174</id><published>2009-07-06T16:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:49:34.879+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Plug</title><content type='html'>Go &lt;a href="http://www.2shared.com/file/6572728/397e7300/Dan_makes_music_and_gives_it_out_cuz_hes_bored.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. For fun. Please? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not a virus or anything, promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-9133426005528002174?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/9133426005528002174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/plug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/9133426005528002174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/9133426005528002174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/plug.html' title='Plug'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8490076025631089301</id><published>2009-07-05T22:35:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:39:30.061+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attitude problem'/><title type='text'>Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5810_99787202694_696517694_2235618_6281815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 604px; height: 453px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs136.snc1/5810_99787202694_696517694_2235618_6281815_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have very much become a subject of... bullying, let's say, in my family, especially in the eyes of my mother. She's picking up on every little thing I'm doing, making it seem 10 times worse than it actually is and consequently getting me 10 times more wound up than before and making me feel 10 times worse than before. Apparently I have some huge attitude problem, but don't all teenagers? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Humph, if ALL teenagers have this 'problem', it clearly isn't a 'problem'. It's what's known as the norm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8490076025631089301?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8490076025631089301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8490076025631089301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8490076025631089301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress.html' title='Stress'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2928139553892900526</id><published>2009-07-01T22:40:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:51:40.651+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weather'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>11 Followers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;How fantastic, 11 people are actually interested in my life! Or their lives are so terribly boring that they have nothing better to do than read this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I shouldn't offend the people that take time to read this really. I'm sorry. I love you. Especially you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, yesterday, Monday, Sunday, Saturday, and very possibly Friday were very very HOT. Like I-haven't-stopped-sweating-since-what-feels-like-a-month-ago hot. I'm not complaining, I love the weather when it's like this. The only downside is I sweat a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I promised detailed blogs, but I'm afraid I can't deliver today, sorry guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Thank you to the 11 of you loyal fans. Cookies will be arranged. Nice cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2928139553892900526?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2928139553892900526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/11-followers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2928139553892900526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2928139553892900526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/07/11-followers.html' title='11 Followers'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8642688486068760203</id><published>2009-06-29T19:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T19:34:27.421+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Extended Agony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, fantasy; "&gt;A 4,000 word essay entitled:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To what extent are the compositional techniques of Arvo Pärt in ‘Silouans Song’ and Corelli in his Concerto Grosso ‘Christmas’ different?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;WHAT WAS I THINKING?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just letting you know I'm not dead. Yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8642688486068760203?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8642688486068760203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/extended-agony.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8642688486068760203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8642688486068760203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/extended-agony.html' title='Extended Agony'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2339987890560920585</id><published>2009-06-25T12:44:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T14:18:10.559+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><title type='text'>Negligence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My apologies for not writing sooner, but stuff's been happening these past few days. Germany was bloody fantastic though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 1: The trip out there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A 12 hour coach journey may not sound like the best way to start a trip off for everyone, but it was the best trip in ever. I don't even know what made it good, just so much fun. We stopped off at one point and did this about 10 times:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cea569ac5130c40b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcea569ac5130c40b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330163677%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64336C506088814BDF7B899A0E78D0B8978E524B.6EB372145F3F1AD840CA9F44CDEB21108CA9ED76%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcea569ac5130c40b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE2Eb8LYluzoTK-FFT4ta2qR__6I&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcea569ac5130c40b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330163677%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D64336C506088814BDF7B899A0E78D0B8978E524B.6EB372145F3F1AD840CA9F44CDEB21108CA9ED76%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcea569ac5130c40b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DE2Eb8LYluzoTK-FFT4ta2qR__6I&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We actually arrived in Hanau like 1 in the morning, so everyone was a bit tired. I tell you this, sitting in a left hand drive car and driving on the right hand side of the road is one of the most surreal experiences ever. AND Germany is SO clean. Like, MONICA CLEAN. My German family took me to their house and told me I had my own flat upstairs, complete with kitchen! They also found it very funny that I liked coffee. My room looked like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNmBq_Xh8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/nky5gSbfpn8/s320/CIMG3763.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351232961152255938" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That's my mess by the way, it was very clean when I got there. When I arrived, I slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;: Concert Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well, first of all there was breakfast, which was very nice, though apparently I eat very little in relation to the amount that German people eat. And EVERYONE'S family packed such HUGE lunches for them. Like stupid amounts of food, as if we'd never eaten in our lives ever. This day was so long though, everyone had to rehearse for the concert, and then everyone had to actually play in the concert. So i was awake at like 9 and at the school from 11 til half ten. Very long day indeed, but it was good nonetheless. One of the best concerts we've put on I'd say. Just before the concert, though, we went out into Hanau and a festival was going on. Lots of fun indeed. I had one of the best pizza's I've ever eaten in my life :D. Pictures from the rehersal? Okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNq1J0eraI/AAAAAAAAAFY/NpJUlyghm_w/s200/CIMG3835.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351238243647925666" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNq0uA2e2I/AAAAAAAAAFI/QVb6FbJe-9c/s200/CIMG3797.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351238236183624546" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNq0_p4PNI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/F1ut7Ejhnsk/s200/CIMG3811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351238240919108818" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNq1fjuWEI/AAAAAAAAAFg/Vbok0uA2rOI/s200/CIMG3838.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351238249483229250" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Top to bottom - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Orchestra, Choir, RnB Band, Doug having dressing room funtimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The hall we played to was amazing, so so big. We even got a standing ovation at the end! I went home after the concert, but I think other people went out partying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 3: In Frankfurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My family took me out to Frankfurt. Breakfast at 10. Lots of fun. Went to a film museum, saw a crazy asian man performing tricks in the town centre, went all around the town looking at all the different sights, saw a GIANT Euro sign, a rabbit, lots of tall buildings, lots of old and very pretty buildings, had some very delicious cake, went back to Hanau, had some very delicious pizza, went home, read about half my book, slept. I took lotssss of pictures on this day trip, including one of a Beer Bike! Wanna see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNtE7OyygI/AAAAAAAAAFo/I4ageVOCIuU/s200/CIMG3857.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351240713632926210" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Frankfurt Skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNtFd6t6zI/AAAAAAAAAF4/BlcswfRqYAs/s200/CIMG3900.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351240722943961906" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Big Euro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNtGLVabAI/AAAAAAAAAGI/lcq99lDywvc/s200/CIMG3869.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351240735135525890" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Crazy Asian Man!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNtFjTXfcI/AAAAAAAAAGA/WLBoGyaK0j8/s200/CIMG3903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351240724389526978" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mayor of Hanau's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNtFBEHQhI/AAAAAAAAAFw/KLdofdQDFlM/s200/CIMG3873.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351240715198743058" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Old Frankfurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Again, people seemed to have some crazy crazy times on this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 4: Homeward Bound... eventually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We went on too many tours on this day. Blah. Roman Villa, Old Castle, Old Town... Aschaffenburg and Silegerstadt I think they were called. I managed to take lots of pictures though, and we got a lot of time to ourselves including:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-97d4d73924d66fa7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97d4d73924d66fa7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330163677%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D456523F7F44518540EEDA90FB4E9BF366202A8E5.813A133276617261AE55798C529D75761498ADA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97d4d73924d66fa7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9lIJinQla6l6EKVQ2SH7FP3uQ0Q&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D97d4d73924d66fa7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330163677%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D456523F7F44518540EEDA90FB4E9BF366202A8E5.813A133276617261AE55798C529D75761498ADA5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D97d4d73924d66fa7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9lIJinQla6l6EKVQ2SH7FP3uQ0Q&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had Subway as well. Wonderful. Also, on the coach trip home, everyone was on such a high. Just a 4 hour long natural high, it was crazy. More pictures? Why ever not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkN2GFXO9HI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/p1susX1ckOw/s200/CIMG3991.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351250629137200242" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Silegerstadt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkN2GVVR_KI/AAAAAAAAAGY/JpvW6st8yGg/s200/CIMG3922.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351250633423977634" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Romans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkN2GsNA5AI/AAAAAAAAAGg/cNEb6anbuU8/s200/CIMG3913.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351250639563318274" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Old Castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkN2GwEB11I/AAAAAAAAAGo/eDh7XHYK25s/s200/CIMG3973.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351250640599373650" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pillage and rape!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was tired. Didn't sleep on the coach. CRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I dunno what else to say really. I was thinking about what to say in Germany, but now I have forgotten it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;All in all, such a good time. I've been invited back by my partner, bless her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2339987890560920585?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=97d4d73924d66fa7&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2339987890560920585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/negligence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2339987890560920585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2339987890560920585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/negligence.html' title='Negligence'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SkNmBq_Xh8I/AAAAAAAAAFA/nky5gSbfpn8/s72-c/CIMG3763.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8575548392307276863</id><published>2009-06-18T16:37:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:41:25.237+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><title type='text'>Germany</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am so looking forward to this trip to Hanau, but the thing is what do you do on a coach for 13 hours? I am going to go even more crazy than I already am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I get back on Tuesday, I will have a proper detailed blog about my trip, and this will be the last of my measly less-than-10-line entries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another thought - isn't it ironic that we wash things in water that becomes progressively dirtier, yet some of us will refuse to drink out of other peoples' bottles without wiping the top of it? No, just strange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8575548392307276863?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8575548392307276863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/germany.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8575548392307276863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8575548392307276863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/germany.html' title='Germany'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5722694319186393934</id><published>2009-06-17T16:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:42:13.984+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Wonderingment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What's the point of Cup-A-Soup? Surely if you wanted soup that much, you would just make a bowl of soup. Cup-A-Soup's taste crap anyway!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5722694319186393934?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5722694319186393934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-wonderingment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5722694319186393934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5722694319186393934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/random-wonderingment.html' title='Random Wonderingment'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3139743126887750397</id><published>2009-06-16T17:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:15:46.503+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the future'/><title type='text'>Anticipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't wait for a number of things. In no particular order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Music trip to Hanau&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Passing my driving test and getting a car&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Going to University&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finishing school completely&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finishing school this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saxophone lessons next year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Getting my iPhone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finishing this book I'm reading...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah. I have so much to look forward to. I have no idea why I was so pissed off yesterday then. Hah, oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'll write about more interesting stuff soon, I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8636579627185106064-3139743126887750397?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3139743126887750397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/anticipation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3139743126887750397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3139743126887750397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/anticipation.html' title='Anticipation'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5560979345264638928</id><published>2009-06-15T19:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:55:15.319+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Highly Strung</title><content type='html'>I'VE BEEN SO HOT ALL DAY AND SWEATING AND BLAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5560979345264638928?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5560979345264638928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/highly-strung.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5560979345264638928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5560979345264638928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/highly-strung.html' title='Highly Strung'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6751336550586079145</id><published>2009-06-14T17:42:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:53:47.281+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluorescence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SjUpLBt_nNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JO4q5FaPLjA/s200/4586_92137112694_696517694_2110496_4500942_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347225401988979922" /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SjUpQa9zXqI/AAAAAAAAAE4/NEG7PX7yJ0o/s200/4586_92148382694_696517694_2110623_3809446_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347225494665518754" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These pictures will never convey to you how much of a twat I looked at this party on Saturday night, but they give you a good idea. I did have fun there though, very good party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There was something that made me think the other day... I think it was Sam saying that whenever I go over her house I simply 'eat her food, sweat in her bed and leave', and it made me think because that is pretty much what happens to everyone. For the sake of hospitality, people let others in their house, and what happens? These people that we let into our houses simply eat our food and piss off! Sure they're grateful, but what a way to be a friend! People are weird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6751336550586079145?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6751336550586079145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/fluorescence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6751336550586079145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6751336550586079145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/fluorescence.html' title='Fluorescence!'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SjUpLBt_nNI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JO4q5FaPLjA/s72-c/4586_92137112694_696517694_2110496_4500942_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5197673866040420583</id><published>2009-06-12T16:52:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:15:22.443+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stuff'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Upper and Lower Auxiliary Notes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SjJ9F5p242I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SyyN8NI4ScY/s1600-h/Screenshot-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SjJ9F5p242I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SyyN8NI4ScY/s320/Screenshot-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346473247971402594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My parents are ca-raaazy sometimes. I am apparently 'miserable' because I wouldn't leave my mum a voicemail asking if she would call 3 so they could unblock my (no longer lost) phone. God, I love the infallible logic of adults.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I've been neglecting my grade 5 Theory stuff recently. I looked over the book last night and a still have half of it to do. Fantastic. Looks like I have a mega packed weekend approaching. Trinity tomorrow, followed by a party, sleeping over Sam's, then off to a rehearsal for Hanau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I dunno how distinguishable the photo above is to you, but it's basically my toddler sim, now a child with the 'evil' and 'hot-headded' traits, in its toy box. I laughed so much when I saw it. Bit of a shock, but adorable all the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ho hum, I have very little to write about these days. No point in just dictating what happened during my day today, because let's face it, that kinda stuff isn't the most interesting thing to read about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5197673866040420583?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5197673866040420583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/upper-and-lower-auxiliary-notes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5197673866040420583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5197673866040420583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/upper-and-lower-auxiliary-notes.html' title='Upper and Lower Auxiliary Notes.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SjJ9F5p242I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/SyyN8NI4ScY/s72-c/Screenshot-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7654606341970891771</id><published>2009-06-11T19:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:15:58.793+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I Could Go On</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today, my mum was talking to me in the car about this trip to Hanau that the music people (including myself) are going on in a week's time. She asked what my partner had planned for the Sunday, and I told her that my partner wants me to go to the lake with her and some of her friends. She then asked me 'Will you enjoy that?', and it stumped me. How can I know if I'm going to enjoy something I haven't done yet? That irritates me a lot, people ask questions that, firstly, don't need to be answered and, secondly, can't even be answered properly. I mean I know people like to make conversation, but it is the one thing in life I cannot understand one bit. How can you strike up a conversation with someone you barely know? You ask questions you don't care about the answer to, just to be nice and make friends. Haha, I'm being well moody right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Happy happy! I'm going to Hanau in a week :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7654606341970891771?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7654606341970891771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-could-go-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7654606341970891771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7654606341970891771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-could-go-on.html' title='I Could Go On'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8846391240158119026</id><published>2009-06-10T16:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:27:49.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Massive Lack of Sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have slept rather sparingly these past few days. Woops. I'll pay for that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Facebook are bringing in usernames pretty soon, which I dislike an excessive amount. Facebook was good because it had no usernames, in my opinion. It's like it's just you... or at least what you want people to see of you. But at least there was a real name to a face. Next thing you know there will be bulletins and a very awkward HTML/CSS page layout that you can edit in any way you like. Not cool, Facebook. Not cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm in a pretty good mood, but my phone's gone for a walk... Hopefully it's on the coach. I need a new one anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-8846391240158119026?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8846391240158119026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/massive-lack-of-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8846391240158119026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8846391240158119026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/massive-lack-of-sleep.html' title='Massive Lack of Sleep'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8617658104937613782</id><published>2009-06-08T18:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:02:14.754+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='procrastination'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The Root of all Evil: Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ever had one of those days where you just 100%, totally, completely, unashamedly, cannot be arsed? Today is one of those days. No matter how important this work is, it just isn't happening, because I am so goddamn lazy! One day it'll kick me in the backside and shout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wake the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; up! You need to get into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;University&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;! And is that going to happen sitting on your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fat arse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; playing on the Sims and munching on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ryvitas and cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Maybe it will. Things turn out right usually...&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No it bloody well won't, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;get your act together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Later...&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So all in all, it just won't work. No matter how hard I try, the demon that is procrastination will win again and again until I surrender in this silent yet mind-numbing and very real war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a lighter note, my driving lesson was good, even if I was tired and a danger to myself, my instructor and everyone within a 100 yard radius of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fuck school, fuck the system, fuck&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/punk&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&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/8636579627185106064-8617658104937613782?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8617658104937613782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/root-of-all-evil-procrastination.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8617658104937613782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8617658104937613782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/root-of-all-evil-procrastination.html' title='The Root of all Evil: Procrastination'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-1595056037116683036</id><published>2009-06-07T16:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:53:09.499+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sims 3'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>On Second Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>I do have a few things to talk about...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was my 6 month anniversary with Ryan, which was absolutely wonderful. He took me out for a meal and to the theatre to see Brief Encounter, which was very very good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My parents bought me a very sexy new TV with a DVD player and Freeview...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Er... oh yeah, I haven't done my English Oral or Musical Investigation yet. Japanese homework as well. Woops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sims 3 time methinks :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-1595056037116683036?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/1595056037116683036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-second-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1595056037116683036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/1595056037116683036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-second-thoughts.html' title='On Second Thoughts...'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-628407646114599594</id><published>2009-06-07T16:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T16:36:04.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Distractions</title><content type='html'>The Sims 3 is absolutely amazing. That's all that's happened in the past few days really.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dunno what else to say really. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-628407646114599594?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/628407646114599594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/distractions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/628407646114599594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/628407646114599594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/distractions.html' title='Distractions'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2596608225006973439</id><published>2009-06-03T18:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:10:03.872+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sad'/><title type='text'>Humph.</title><content type='html'>My hopes were too high for this week. It's shit. No bag and lots of work. Roll on tomorrow. Sims 3 and hopefully my other stuff. And Big Brother. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But Mr Tibbot did play the piano for me today. Bless him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm moody.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2596608225006973439?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2596608225006973439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/humph.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2596608225006973439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2596608225006973439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/humph.html' title='Humph.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3954276669883313450</id><published>2009-06-02T17:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T19:07:00.626+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>The place in which you desire to exist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i700.photobucket.com/albums/ww3/manaford212/bumper%20stickers/big2454718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 160px; " src="http://i700.photobucket.com/albums/ww3/manaford212/bumper%20stickers/big2454718.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I love Taking Back Sunday. I'm so looking forward to getting their album later this week. I love them. Love love loooooove. Not only this, but this week is going to be good. Sims 3 is coming soon, so WOO. And Big Brother starts again on Thursday. And my books should be coming soon enough. Ah yes, very good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The only thing I'm worrying about now is this extended essay lark. 4,000 words, hooray. But I miss a few days of that week we get to write it up. The Monday I'm in Hanau, and the Friday I'm visiting Nottingham. Fab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Another plus, though, is that we're already starting on Japanese stuff for next year, and we're staring on English coursework for next year... I don't see a plus. Music coursework as well, Maths coursework (which I'm actually nearly done with), probably more Chemistry coursework, Philosophy is so difficult now, and apparently I'm meant to write a TOK essay for tomorrow? Where does all this work come from! You know what? Scrap that, this paragraph is FAR from a plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I thought these last few weeks of school would be easy peasy, but apparently not. It's gonna get very stressful in my brain very fast. Totally not cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ah well, at least I've got my Taking Back Sunday to keep me happy. Seriously, &lt;a href="http://http://www.last.fm/music/Taking+Back+Sunday/Where+You+Want+to+Be"&gt;LISTEN TO THEM&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3954276669883313450?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3954276669883313450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/place-in-which-you-desire-to-exist.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3954276669883313450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3954276669883313450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/place-in-which-you-desire-to-exist.html' title='The place in which you desire to exist.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i700.photobucket.com/albums/ww3/manaford212/bumper%20stickers/th_big2454718.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7672516749906112550</id><published>2009-06-01T18:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:11:51.967+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thorpe Park'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>Thorpe Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I went to Thorpe Park on Saturday with Ryan, Emma and David. It was well fun. Got to go on Saw, which was well fun. The bit on the inside is scarier than the bit on the outside. Haha. We went on Stealth as well, which does not agree with me. And Ryan managed to get us 2 exit passes each, which means we got to skip the queue and get straight to the ride. Fun timesssss. I would put a picture of the weekend up, but I left my camera at Ryan's house like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;On a sadder note, school is back in session. A whole 7 more weeks of it. Great. And I just spent £51 on freakin' Play.com. Worth it though. Sims 3 and Taking Back Sunday. Yes please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I got a bit of a tan this weekend, which isn't surprising as I spent it all outside. Such nice weather, me loves it. It means I get to go in MA POOL, which I have already done. So refreshing and lovely. And it helps me MOVE MORE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Er, that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7672516749906112550?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7672516749906112550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/thorpe-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7672516749906112550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7672516749906112550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/06/thorpe-park.html' title='Thorpe Park'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7647407659912702217</id><published>2009-05-27T18:37:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:48:02.492+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half term'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='granddad'/><title type='text'>It's so hard to update this on a daily basis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sh18xYuOCrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V_tPotTUUsY/s1600-h/DSC01005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sh18xYuOCrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V_tPotTUUsY/s200/DSC01005.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340561921023019698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Since... Monday I think, I have met a whole bunch of new cool people. Some of Sam's friends, who are totally insane but funny, and some of Luke's friends, who are just insanely funny. I didn't have any awkward moments around Luke's friends either. Like I usually try to make a funny, or talk, and everyone just shuts up and stares and I'm like '... *dies inside a bit*', but that didn't happen with Luke's friends. My funnies went down well! But whether they were pitying me or not is hard to say, as they were all actors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'd rather not dwell on that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So as you can see, this half term so far has been pretty awesome. I've met a whole load of people who I hope to see again and hopefully become friends with, and I've been out every day so far. All I need now is to go out tonight, but it looks as if there isn't much going on, so I guess I'm stuck in for the evening, being a loser on the internet or something...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Speaking of the internet, my granddad uses the internet. What a genius. It does take him a minute to type in what he's searching for in google, and it took him the same amount of time to write one sentence as it did for me to write the rest of the e-mail, but still, pretty good going! He's a G, he took me, my sister and her boyfriend out for Nando's today. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh and I had yet another wondrous driving lesson today. Needless to say I was amazing...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Back to one of my original thoughts though... who is gonna read this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7647407659912702217?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7647407659912702217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-so-hard-to-update-this-on-daily.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7647407659912702217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7647407659912702217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-so-hard-to-update-this-on-daily.html' title='It&apos;s so hard to update this on a daily basis!'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sh18xYuOCrI/AAAAAAAAAEA/V_tPotTUUsY/s72-c/DSC01005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-2191663570558517708</id><published>2009-05-25T12:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T12:28:45.343+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pool'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half term'/><title type='text'>Irritating British Weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Why can't England stay sunny for more than a day? It's totally not fair. I want to go in the pool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/spoilt brat&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's not even that. It's that everywhere else is sunny but here! LAME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My weekend was so hectic. Spent pretty much a whole day at Trinity on Saturday for a concert. Totally not cool. I wanted to be home in the pool. But I got to go in it yesterday, so that's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every thing's kinda boring atm, and I hope the half term gets better. And is sunny. And I get a TAN :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What else to write about... my 'eating less' thing kinda went balls up yesterday, but I'm back on track today. Speaking of food, I really need lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, society blows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-2191663570558517708?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/2191663570558517708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritating-british-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2191663570558517708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/2191663570558517708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritating-british-weather.html' title='Irritating British Weather'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-3993352555625846757</id><published>2009-05-19T18:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T18:28:57.302+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='philosophy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Eat Less, Move More</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x249/zag7734/amazing%20photography/photography-5-1-1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 359px;" src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x249/zag7734/amazing%20photography/photography-5-1-1-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That is exactly what I'm going to do. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today was very average again. I wish my life was more interesting. I learned about lots of goings-on from Czech-land over the few days the people went. They sure were fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I just realised that my exam results were pretty poor. They need to get me into a Uni. At least I'll probably get into Nottingham...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Oh, but tomorrow. Check this out, everyone gets to go home at lunch because of the lecture we had the other day. But I don't, because it coincided with a Philosophy lesson. So I have to wait until the end of school to go home. Not cool. And it means I need to do that essay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think that'll be it for now. So I sit here sipping on my cranberry juice bidding you a happy evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-3993352555625846757?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/3993352555625846757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/eat-less-move-more.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3993352555625846757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/3993352555625846757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/eat-less-move-more.html' title='Eat Less, Move More'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x249/zag7734/amazing%20photography/th_photography-5-1-1-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7023391075750665764</id><published>2009-05-18T16:55:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:05:14.417+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikey'/><title type='text'>Curly Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k49/sealir/Bored.jpg?t=1242662681"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 441px; height: 442px;" src="http://i85.photobucket.com/albums/k49/sealir/Bored.jpg?t=1242662681" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Being lazy and not bothering with my hair was a big mistake this morning. It annoyed the hell out of me all day, but now my hair is all straightened and good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, the week I was absent... Well nothing much happened. I moved into my house, had no internet and managed to get a lot of work done as a consequence. I didn't like it to start off, cos my room was all over the place. But now it's all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have a lovely new desk as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Though in amongst all this good must come some sorrow. I miss Mikey dearly! So much that I'm in fact dieting...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My day was far less than interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7023391075750665764?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7023391075750665764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/curly-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7023391075750665764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7023391075750665764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/curly-hair.html' title='Curly Hair'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-7248852149570292524</id><published>2009-05-17T19:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:05:35.415+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Downs Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I finally have the internet guys. But with it comes an awful headache and a terrible stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No detailed blog today. Gonna have to wait til tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-7248852149570292524?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/7248852149570292524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-downs-valley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7248852149570292524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/7248852149570292524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/1-downs-valley.html' title='1 Downs Valley'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6123743639251412504</id><published>2009-05-07T18:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:29:36.775+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existentialism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikey'/><title type='text'>Reverberation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgMWNy22j_I/AAAAAAAAADw/ty4h1MgE3Rk/s1600-h/CIMG3606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgMWNy22j_I/AAAAAAAAADw/ty4h1MgE3Rk/s400/CIMG3606.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333130809982750706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This picture pretty much sums up my day. Well actually it doesn't, but it plays a pretty big part. Mikey is leaving us. For a few weeks. He will be missed. Greatly missed. On the subject of school, I got a few exams back today. Philosophy I was pleased with cos I got second highest in the class, in maths I got the highest in the class on the 2nd paper, and in Chemistry... i got 19 out of 60. But we're all going to re-sit that exam hopefully, because our Chemistry teacher is lovely like that. Music lessons are back to normal, so that's all good. But it means getting a... public..... bus... *twitch*... home. I don't do 423 busses. Really really don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tomorrow I move house. So now my room is empty. So empty that it in fact echoes now. There is dust everywhere. I am actually so shocked at how disgusting this room is. But I guess I have been in here for about 5 years now. I'm gonna get a new bed, a new desk and a new set of speakers when I move in. It's gonna be a double bed. OH, and I finally get my iPhone that I've wanted for only God knows how long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Soulja Girl. She's a funny little thing, isn't she?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zYR5qYFtSXY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zYR5qYFtSXY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Some of the highlights would be her dancing down the train, confronting her rapist, and asking 'where ma doo-rag at?'. I wish there were more people in the world like her. It would be a better place... I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'The Outsider' by Camus... now that's a deep book. All about existentialism and how we are free to do whatever we want. We don't need purposes and stuff, and there doesn't need to be a reason for everything we do. Not everything is black and white, even though society seems to want either one or the other. Deep stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I need to start reading Les Misérables again, because I've not had enough time recently with all this moving. It's a very good book as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's it for now. I may not have internet for a few days because of the move and BT taking forever to transfer the line or something. Some shit like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&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/8636579627185106064-6123743639251412504?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6123743639251412504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/reverberation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6123743639251412504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6123743639251412504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/reverberation.html' title='Reverberation'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgMWNy22j_I/AAAAAAAAADw/ty4h1MgE3Rk/s72-c/CIMG3606.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-117909766208679661</id><published>2009-05-06T18:44:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T19:01:22.625+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Universe City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgHNy1q_PNI/AAAAAAAAADo/WmnqPLFPmRE/s1600-h/CIMG3414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgHNy1q_PNI/AAAAAAAAADo/WmnqPLFPmRE/s320/CIMG3414.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332769707067915474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today we all went to Canterbury to see Kent Uni and think about knowledge. It really wasn't as bad as I was expecting, cos the people there were quite cool. But Kent Uni looks like a prison. Sixties architecture is not all that in my opinion. There's not much to say about the day really, except terrorists = freedom fighters and vice versa. Totally not worth £20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Again my school have decided that its not confusing enough to just change my music lesson once, so they have decided with all the kindness in their hearts that they're going to move it again. Oh the JOYS. As long as I get my Friday afternoons back I'll be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think I've chosen which Universities to go to, but not completely finalised them. I have ages to think about them really anyways, even though everyone says I don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, something happy to write about. The sun. The good weather. Just general good times really. Made friends with some real nice people today. Should have got their facebooks really, but no matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;It's stupid how tired school makes me. Look at my pretty doggie. Isn't she lovely?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-117909766208679661?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/117909766208679661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/universe-city.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/117909766208679661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/117909766208679661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/universe-city.html' title='Universe City'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgHNy1q_PNI/AAAAAAAAADo/WmnqPLFPmRE/s72-c/CIMG3414.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5540619741342878025</id><published>2009-05-05T14:24:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:19:41.140+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mikey'/><title type='text'>"Are you gonna blog about this later? I am!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgBF8R3bYqI/AAAAAAAAADg/KZJvgkRyN2Y/s1600-h/idunno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 148px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgBF8R3bYqI/AAAAAAAAADg/KZJvgkRyN2Y/s200/idunno.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332338860697019042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Today was pretty mundane. Very little happened apart from the revelation of Ms. Jestico's little secret and the school deciding to move my music lessons to Fridays. Which is why I'm here right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I got alright marks in Japanese and English. I think I could have got more though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I dunno why, but I was thinking on the coach about how people always notice things that aren't there rather than things that are. Like you go to a place, you recognise everything there, you take in every detail. But when you go there the next time, you realise something is missing first rather than the fact that everything else is normal. Like when you go somewhere to meet someone and you realise that they're not there rather than see what is. I think that that's why people are so negative sometimes - they see what they don't have rather than what they do have, when really they should look at what they do have. That's my way of thinking anyways. Don't even ask me where this came from haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;It's just negative, and is kinda related to why kids hate school. Again, don't ask. At school, you're expected to do work, but the fact that there's almost a threat to you that if you don't do something certain, then you get punished. Here's what I think - focus more on 'If you do x, then you get y as a reward' rather than 'If you don't do x, then you get punished'. Something with a negative stimulus attached isn't going to be received well is it? Not all kids WANT good grades or see them as a reward, so you kinda need to play up to that a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;God I think too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I think you should all go read &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youlookdreadfulcathy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mikey's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. It's full of weird and wonderful facts, and such a large imagination for such a small person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;My school are very disorganised sometimes. It was only today that I found out that they were going through with changing my music lesson to Friday. And it was only 30 minutes before the lesson this afternoon that I discovered the decision had been finalised. So that means changing my driving lessons now. Stupid stupid stupid. I don't know why they didn't spot this earlier in the year, when people hadn't already made plans on Friday afternoons. I mean what the hell. Now I have 4 lessons of Music on a Friday. Not complaining cos it's my favourite subject, but it's a bit excessive. That's 4 out of my 5 music lessons a week, the other being on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;3 days until I move. It's gonna be gooooood man :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Hmm, this blog is pretty depressing. I'll write about something happier tomorrow. That is if I can after my Theory of Knowledge trip. A whole day thinking about how we know, why we know, how we can trust our knowledge. Basically being proven wrong on everything you've ever thought in your life. That and it's very tedious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Oh well, I'm sure something good will come from it... Maybe they'll decide to move my music lessons back to normal. Or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I need more things to write about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5540619741342878025?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5540619741342878025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-gonna-blog-about-this-later-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5540619741342878025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5540619741342878025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-you-gonna-blog-about-this-later-i.html' title='&quot;Are you gonna blog about this later? I am!&quot;'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SgBF8R3bYqI/AAAAAAAAADg/KZJvgkRyN2Y/s72-c/idunno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-456788484494754312</id><published>2009-05-04T14:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T15:23:54.480+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the past'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the future'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parties'/><title type='text'>Hank Boliday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf71UPaluqI/AAAAAAAAACo/WAsLzNLMB7I/s1600-h/superdan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf71UPaluqI/AAAAAAAAACo/WAsLzNLMB7I/s200/superdan.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331968736937491106" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today is May Day. I wonder how many people remembered that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;My room is so empty now. I just finished packing up my room, and all that's left is my bed, chest of drawers, my Mac and my wardrobe. Oh, and the TV. I can't wait for Friday now. Gonna be in that pool so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I was just thinking about all the fun times had in this house. But also all the stressy ones. Cos like, my dad lost his job and then we didn't have much money, so my parents were in debt pretty fast and yeah. And the fucking government. Oooooh the bastards. My dad worked all his life, payed all his taxes and I dunno. Something about "because he was on contract he was therefore seen as self-employed and no longer able to claim for benefits". Some shit like that. Don't get me started. The point is there are people slumming it out there out of choice so they can claim all sorts of benefits. Oh and Uni fees are totally unfair. They go by how much your PARENTS earn. That should have nothing to do with it, because when you're 18 you're seen as an adult, so you are basically your own person. So many double standards in this governments law. Not that the Torys or Lib Dems would change it for shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;That picture up there is from Sophie and Lily's party way back in August, when we had to go as super-heroes or super-villains. I was told to come as Superman. It reminds me of the parties I had at this house. There was my birthday way back when I turned 15, then the Summer pool party. My 16th, the Breast Cancer Fundraiser, and more recently my 17th. Some were better than others... The Breast Cancer Fundraiser was one of the best days. Simply because it brought out the generosity in everyone. We earned something ridiculous like £1500, probably more. However, my 16th wasn't so good. It was right after my Nan died, and it was cold, and I don't think many people enjoyed themselves... I sure as hell didn't. I don't know if that's the case with all parties you throw though, because my 17th was so much better, but I didn't really enjoy that either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf74IYGfL9I/AAAAAAAAACw/nUH6vodFAgA/s200/DSC00552.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331971831645548498" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My 15th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf74IvjFizI/AAAAAAAAAC4/q-r7ubrnpBA/s200/HPIM0963.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331971837939518258" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Pool Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf74IyaDt5I/AAAAAAAAADA/edGoPyV7q_s/s200/HPIM0193.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331971838706956178" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Breast Cancer Fundraiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf74JFGeNPI/AAAAAAAAADI/lVdlm-BOYcM/s200/CIMG3213.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331971843725079794" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;My 17th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;In some ways I'm glad to leave this house, because we will have such a better life, but I'm gonna miss the memories. Ah well. Life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;This year has been pretty damn good so far. Not really a low point as such yet. Kinda leaves me worried for the future, but that will be dealt with when it comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Time for a Pot Noodle. Enjoy the rest of your day off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Sayonara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-456788484494754312?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/456788484494754312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/hank-boliday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/456788484494754312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/456788484494754312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/hank-boliday.html' title='Hank Boliday'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf71UPaluqI/AAAAAAAAACo/WAsLzNLMB7I/s72-c/superdan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-922212304212616925</id><published>2009-05-03T19:06:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T19:54:57.150+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transport'/><title type='text'>Samm and Dan vs. TFL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf3nKW5DU9I/AAAAAAAAABg/dZ2HDzZGn9M/s1600-h/CIMG3499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf3nKW5DU9I/AAAAAAAAABg/dZ2HDzZGn9M/s200/CIMG3499.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331671699006116818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;Hello guyyyyyyyyyys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I've just had such a busy weekend, and I am absolutely shattered right now. But it was so so good, best in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;On Saturday I had to get up at like 8 so i could get to Oxford. Longgggg car journey and then a bus to the town centre. Seriously, Oxford is such a pretty place. Though this Open Day wasn't as good as I was expecting. I don't know if it was because I was tired or not, but I just couldn't get into the swing of it. And there were wayyyyyy loads of very posh private school kids there as well, so I'm not even sure Oxford is where I wanna go anymore, but we'll wait til the actual college and music open days. Not gonna go for the Choral Scholarship though. Too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;So after a long day of sight-singing (and badly), another bus and car journey led me to Ryan's house. But it wasn't just Ryan's house. It was Ryan's house + 9380239 guests. 9380239 being like 4. But yeah, the point is that it was loud in that kitchen and full of smoke. I met Ryan's friend John for the first time and I have to say that he's pretty G. Just after I got to Ryan's, we went to buy some munchy stuff at Tesco's. Me and Samm spent £10.37. On crap. Good times these are. Then we just lounged about, bullied John, watched movies etc. Ryan was an old man and went to bed at like 12.30am, and everyone else fell asleep at like 4. Apart from Samm, who did not fall asleep. And I think John was up watching 'Porn Week' anyways. It was the funniest thing ever, cos Leah nearly farted in John's face when he was sleeping :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf3lnxmCHLI/AAAAAAAAABI/St7nPX4SqVE/s320/CIMG3471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670005367053490" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf3ln0gN8gI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4yANNSUv7wA/s320/CIMG3500.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670006147969538" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Me eating a chocolate digestive, John dead on the trampoline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Needless to say, I think we had 12 hours sleep between us, so we were all very tired today, and after a morning of sausage, bacon, chocolate digestives and Pepsi Max, me and Samm left Ryan's for what can only be described as one of the most needlessly painful journey I have ever been on. 2 crap ticket machines, one of which wanted me to pay £10.50 in banknotes only, and another that decided that my 'invalid' £5 not wasn't good. However, it had no problems in not giving me it back, and so it nearly got eaten by the machine. Bad times. Then the Circle line was shit, and the Victoria line was shut. So we went on some long trip to Earl's Court and changed tube there, only to be welcomed with announcements such as 'We apologise, but this train will terminate in 1 stop,' and 'WILL ALL PASSENGERS LEAVE THE STATION. THIS IS AN EMERGENCY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, this is a test...'. Stupid thing. So we got to Victoria with like 10 minutes to go, and  nommed on a MacDonalds. And then the freakin' train that we rushed to get on went a different route to what it would normally, so I was like WHAT WHERE WHY HOW for the first half of the journey. Not cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;All these events have led me here, to this blog. Writing again to nobody. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf3loH4NaUI/AAAAAAAAABY/urXS8tfylXY/s320/CIMG3507.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331670011348871490" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;Dirty smokers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I guess I should put in some kind of controversial political view in here, but I really don't know what. I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I want to write a book. And compose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I need to sleep, I'm rambling now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-922212304212616925?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/922212304212616925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/samm-and-dan-vs-tfl.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/922212304212616925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/922212304212616925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/samm-and-dan-vs-tfl.html' title='Samm and Dan vs. TFL'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/Sf3nKW5DU9I/AAAAAAAAABg/dZ2HDzZGn9M/s72-c/CIMG3499.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-8799578580972274778</id><published>2009-05-01T15:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:12:33.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='garden.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='atheism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='religion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekend'/><title type='text'>El Primero.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SfsHNmA28SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AXNFBrPmRjs/s1600-h/CIMG3404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SfsHNmA28SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AXNFBrPmRjs/s320/CIMG3404.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330862514046955810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My driving lesson was SO GOOD. Seriously. I managed to drive home about 3 or 4 miles. It was the sickest thing ever! My instructor says that  have good clutch control and I'm always good with my mirrors, but my hands ALWAYS cross when I turn. But he still said it was impressive :D&lt;div&gt;Good start to an even better weekend I'm thinking.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather is lovely again. I've been in my garden taking photos. I need to edit them yet, but some of them are pretty nice. I'm gonna miss this garden...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh they're edited now, that didn't take too long haha. There should be a picture of my sexy dog in here somewhere. She is the best dog in the world. If she were human, I'd marry her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had my last exams today - Music and Chemistry. Both were stupid hard. Especially chemistry. But nevermind, I'm sure everything will be good :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched some 'God Delusion' thing in philosophy today. Now I'm an aetheist, but some of the self-indulgent bullshit that this Oxford Professor was trying to put forward angered me SO much. I don't see why people can't leave each other alone. This guy was trying to show religious people that, effectively, they were wrong because religion defied logic. Not everything needs to be explained by logic. I hate materialists such as this dumb guy. People should leave each other to be - freedom of speech and all that. He was pretty much saying that all religious people want to blow each other up. Stupid STUPID arrogant twat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My political view for today... well I guess I just covered that. But this swine flu hype is a joke. Worse than the credit crunch hype. Eh, that's life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What else... I don't know really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bring on the weekend :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sayonara.&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/8636579627185106064-8799578580972274778?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/8799578580972274778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/el-primero.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8799578580972274778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/8799578580972274778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/05/el-primero.html' title='El Primero.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SfsHNmA28SI/AAAAAAAAAA4/AXNFBrPmRjs/s72-c/CIMG3404.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-9045014985071906630</id><published>2009-04-30T17:46:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:55:35.878+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rubbish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schools'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='solicitor'/><title type='text'>The eve of May.</title><content type='html'>So my parents are very fucked off today. Turns out that our buyers' solicitor hasn't got his ass in gear with making queries about our house, which should have been done like 3 weeks ago. We're like 24 hours away from exchanging and because this bloody solicitors being a stupid twat and not doing his job, he's decided that he's gonna make queries NOW, even though my parents were told that no queries needed to be made which in turn is making my parents very unhappy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What the hell is wrong with the world?!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;Oh, and Ryan (my lover) finally left that shithole school of his. I would explain this, but it's kinda personal and... yeah. Short version is he got angry at some kids at his school, the head of 6th form told him to leave the premises because he was a threat and told them he wasn't coming back. This is all after a very long string of events that weren't very nice that involved his sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid bloody independent schools. Trying to keep a clean slate. Governments turning these schools into academies so they don't have to spend money on them at the price of a poor education/discipline system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, my chemistry exam was easy. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And it's nearly Friday. Also, the sun is shining. Who wouldn't be happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-9045014985071906630?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/9045014985071906630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/04/eve-of-may.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/9045014985071906630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/9045014985071906630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/04/eve-of-may.html' title='The eve of May.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-5556755067609443882</id><published>2009-04-29T21:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T21:27:39.109+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forced to blog.</title><content type='html'>I'm moving house in a week or so. Therefore my entire family is stressed.&lt;div&gt;This + Exams is not the best combination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh I'm going to Oxford for a scholarship open day on Saturday. It's gonna be sick, so many posh private school kids singing in a choir with me (L)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dunno why I'm writing this really, why would anyone be interested in the life of a 17 year old teenage boy living in south east England? Bit of absurdity for you there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure there's someone out there anyways, eh Sam?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really like writing these, cos I worry about how someone else will see me. Odd for a guy who really couldn't give one, let alone some random over the 'net.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FUCK DO I WRITE?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-5556755067609443882?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/5556755067609443882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/04/forced-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5556755067609443882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/5556755067609443882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/04/forced-to-blog.html' title='Forced to blog.'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8636579627185106064.post-6484991017080283722</id><published>2009-04-29T20:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:45:52.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1</title><content type='html'>Sup.&lt;div&gt;I'm all new to this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S'gonna be weird updating this thing everyday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've always wondered who reads these kinds of things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8636579627185106064-6484991017080283722?l=dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/feeds/6484991017080283722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6484991017080283722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8636579627185106064/posts/default/6484991017080283722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dandanthenachoman.blogspot.com/2009/04/day-1.html' title='Day 1'/><author><name>Dan Partridge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09956767776253085781</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iS43PQEOWRM/SoHKmeW_IoI/AAAAAAAAAHg/_iEUH7uTmdo/s1600-R/5570_107127509726_812764726_2061112_3348796_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
