<?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-3134625216352135984</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:03:10.443Z</updated><category term='worry'/><category term='media'/><category term='batman'/><category term='hugs'/><category term='revision'/><category term='musical'/><category term='lego'/><category term='filmmakers'/><category term='twuffer'/><category term='National'/><category term='away'/><category term='guys'/><category term='Asperger'/><category term='higgins'/><category term='exams'/><category term='Woolworths'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='cornard'/><category term='wii'/><category term='high'/><category term='films'/><category term='discrimination'/><category term='school'/><category term='NAS'/><category term='great'/><category term='sudbury'/><category term='sleep'/><category term='offshoot'/><category term='coursework'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='pamela'/><category term='breastfeeding'/><category term='Society'/><category term='twitter'/><category term='Autism'/><category term='apprenticeships'/><category term='gender'/><category term='sorry'/><category term='Autistic'/><category term='age'/><category term='dear'/><category term='woolies'/><category term='snow'/><category term='BT'/><category term='Facebook'/><category term='curly'/><category term='young'/><category term='oh'/><title type='text'>Dori Higgins</title><subtitle type='html'>When I get bored sometimes, I write about things. It's fun =]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-2563178394584182967</id><published>2009-02-17T17:25:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:35:38.606Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curly'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><title type='text'>A girly question for the guys...</title><content type='html'>Here's a question for you guys... And, well, the girls if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Curly hair.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do guys have against it? I was talking to Matt, a very much male friend of mine today, who said he can't look at a girl if she's curled her hair, as it's pointlessly unnecessary and looks awful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, think my hair looks nice when curled, and so think that if people like it then they can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then told me that boys have one of two opinions - they either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) Hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B)Just don't notice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can believe both of those - no-one I've ever dated (In fact, no guys I've ever really known) has noticed or remembered when I've actually made an effort, and I'm sure some people don't like it... but they can't be the only opinions? or is it just wishful thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all seriousness, this blog was basically a long winded way of asking this question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a guy in the world who A)Likes a girls hair curled, and B)Actually gives a damn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short, yet long winded one. I just had to ask!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-2563178394584182967?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/2563178394584182967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/02/girly-question-for-guys.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/2563178394584182967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/2563178394584182967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/02/girly-question-for-guys.html' title='A girly question for the guys...'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-6912440055202063717</id><published>2009-02-04T16:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-04T16:33:58.439Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musical'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='high'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>I know this week, that something has changed...</title><content type='html'>yes, the eagle-eyed among you may have noticed the title of this blog is a clever spoof of some lines in the High School Musical song "Start of Something New". This week, I am living, breathing and possibly eating HSM - 5 months of work condensed into 3 evenings and one afternoon =O It's quite fun tbh =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know WHAT I'll do with my evenings when it's all over ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I am also exceptionally fucked off. I'm 16, yet I've been forced to move out of my own house by my stepbrother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents have gone on holiday for 2 weeks, and after specifically telling my stepbrother and his wife NOT to move in, they have, and are fucking about in my house and treating me like a pile of shit. They are driving me so nuts I have moved in with my friend susie until my brother is home for the weekend on friday =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my big question today - Does anyone here fancy letting me move in with them &lt;u&gt;next&lt;/u&gt; week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short one for now, coz I gotta performance to get to ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-6912440055202063717?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/6912440055202063717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-this-week-that-something-has.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/6912440055202063717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/6912440055202063717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-this-week-that-something-has.html' title='I know this week, that something has changed...'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-7404354631469836775</id><published>2009-01-27T14:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T14:52:42.780Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='away'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh'/><title type='text'>Oh dear, Oh dear...</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm having a really horrible time at the moment. TBH, I could go on about it for hours, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) I really don't want to broadcast it all over the net&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;B) It'd just bore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is just a message to say I mat or may not be blogging fo a while. I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It depends on a lot of things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-7404354631469836775?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/7404354631469836775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-dear-oh-dear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/7404354631469836775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/7404354631469836775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-dear-oh-dear.html' title='Oh dear, Oh dear...'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-2229945196668757367</id><published>2009-01-21T18:48:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-21T19:04:18.328Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pamela'/><title type='text'>This Blog Is Being Recorded...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pamela&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pamela does not like HTML. She is sadistic and follows people with her gameing finger, and periodically say "This call is being recorded" in the voice of a creepy, sexual secretary. In the background there are children yelling yay- PAEDOPHILE! =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try to uninstall her, she says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please don't uninstall me, sorry you have decided to get rid of me, but hope we see you again soon.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then questions you about why you have decided to terminate her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Terminate meaning "Uninstall due to unstable emotional relationships, resulting in pure, pure evil")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She brings down the morale of the entire skype extras community - they refuse to work in her presence, being intimidated by her perverted, mothering attitu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DOES NOT COMPUTE. DOES NOT COMPUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This Blog has been recorded for your personal safety. All things Pamela are NOT evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-2229945196668757367?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/2229945196668757367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-blog-is-being-recorded.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/2229945196668757367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/2229945196668757367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-blog-is-being-recorded.html' title='This Blog Is Being Recorded...'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-8872980195883225436</id><published>2009-01-18T19:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-18T19:18:59.285Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apprenticeships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oh'/><title type='text'>BT Media Apprenticeships</title><content type='html'>Well, one phone call, and now I'm reeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BT have asked me and my mates Dan &amp;amp; Roxy to apply for media apprenticeships, promising we'll be fast-tracked to interview and almost guaranteed a place. This is an amazing opportunity, we'd be paid for working with them and come out of it with a job, vocational skills and A-Levels...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means commuting to london everyday&lt;br /&gt;It means not doing my A-Levels&lt;br /&gt;It means leaving my friends behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBH, I'm terrified. I don't know what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-8872980195883225436?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/8872980195883225436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/bt-media-apprenticeships.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/8872980195883225436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/8872980195883225436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/bt-media-apprenticeships.html' title='BT Media Apprenticeships'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-4181290415094378851</id><published>2009-01-13T17:37:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-01-14T19:21:18.566Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NAS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asperger'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autism'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Autistic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discrimination'/><title type='text'>Think Differently...</title><content type='html'>...About Autism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The NAS, or National Autistic Society, is the UKs leading charity helping people living with and affected by autism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown up around autism - I'm not autistic myself, but my brother is, and I went to and my mum worked at a primary school which contains the outreach resource centre for all schools in the Sudbury/Great Cornard pyramid. This means that special needs children from sudbury and surrounding areas can come to the centre to recieve specialist care and teaching that may not be available at their own schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would never refer to it as many people do, as a disease or illness, but more as a state of mind. People on the autistic spectrum think differently to those who are not. As it is a spectrum condition, people with it share some main areas of difficulty, but are all affected by it in different ways and with varying degrees of seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's litle brother, Bill, is a HFA (or &lt;em&gt;High Functioning Autistic)&lt;/em&gt;. He recently came to me and my friend with a cutting from his monthly "Lego" Magazine, about how they were running a competition to see who could raise the most money for the NAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lego are great supporters of the NAS, as it is a popular toy among those with autism and aspergers because of its regularity and rules. It is often used to help more high-functioning (And I hate the following word, but I can't think of any other) sufferers cope better with social interaction by working in groups withing set rules, each having certain responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my friend plan to help Bill raise as much as we possibly can for this exceptionally undervalued charity, and we urge you to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Find out more...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.think-differently.org.uk/"&gt;http://www.think-differently.org.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.lego.com/eng/info/default.asp?page=charity"&gt;http://www.lego.com/eng/info/default.asp?page=charity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.myomancy.com/"&gt;http://www.myomancy.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/nationalautisticsoc"&gt;www.youtube.com/nationalautisticsoc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, It's been quite a serious blog, but this is an issue I feel very strongly about. I could have written so much more, but I wanted to keep this short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya soon blogger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-4181290415094378851?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/4181290415094378851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/think-differently.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/4181290415094378851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/4181290415094378851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/think-differently.html' title='Think Differently...'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-8443758236082818126</id><published>2009-01-11T19:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-11T19:25:51.830Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hugs'/><title type='text'>Eurgh, I don't know...</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling exceptionally weird right now =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day yesterday, went to lunch with the boyfriend (He is lovely =]) and stayed at his that night. It was quite wondiferous really &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then proceeded to spend the night waking up at akward times after weird and exceptionally vivid dreams and toss &amp;amp; turn and fidget whilst trying not to wake up will... I really haven't been sleeping well recently anyway - and I've been having massive mood swings and not eating properly. My friends want me to go to the doctors, they think I'm bulemic -.- I want to say it's hormones or something, all part of growing up and that, but I'm really not sure =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I have stuff to talk about, but I tihnk I might save it for a later blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes, I know I said that last time, but I can't be fucked with this right now. All I want to do is see Will, hug him like crazy, and not let go... I'm tired, but I know if I go to bed now I'm just letting myself in for another night of fidgeting and sweating, interuppted with dreams I could swear to god are real when I have them, no matter how weird they may be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll do a proper update soon... One that's a bit more general rather than ranting on about my abnormal health, I promise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cya soon bloggers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-8443758236082818126?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/8443758236082818126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/eurgh-i-dont-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/8443758236082818126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/8443758236082818126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/eurgh-i-dont-know.html' title='Eurgh, I don&apos;t know...'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-1097085505059822073</id><published>2009-01-09T16:44:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-09T17:11:25.057Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='young'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lego'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='offshoot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='great'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmmakers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sudbury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cornard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='batman'/><title type='text'>Batman &amp; Paul Press</title><content type='html'>I want to kill the creators of lego batman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it's a bad game - it's reaaaaaaally not, but my brother has bought his Wii downstairs and is playing it about 5 metres away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a problem with that either. What I have a problem with is repeated 12 bar section or (Fairly shite quality) classical music. it's the same thing over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;and over&lt;br /&gt;Again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a slightly (Well, possibly) more interesting note, it is now the weekend (W&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;00&lt;/span&gt;t!) which means no school and lie-ins! and, after working freakin' hard on my exams all week, A lie-in is just what I need!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I'm back to filming again! I work with a company called OffShoot Films (check out www.offshootfilms.com for more info) and we mostly do educational films &amp;amp; shorts about issues raised by the people involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the summer we spent a week filming a short educational film called "Choices4Me", which is being screened in Bury St Edmund's Cineworld this thursday! So that's me off to a premiere ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sunday we are restarting "Sudbury &amp;amp; Great Cornard Young Filmmakers", which is a project devised by the company's owner, Paul Press, to encourage young people into the film and media industry and to help give them valuable experience which many do not habe the chance to get - especially for free! This set of workshops is based around creating short safety &amp;amp; awareness adverts like the "Don't drink and drive" ones often seen on tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recently recieved a grant for £8000 to go towards the project, which we have spent a lot of buying a 24" iMac and 2 new HD camcorders - I'm sure Paul and Dan had great fun in MacWorld getting the iMac, they're &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; the biggest mac geeks I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check us out in the Subury Mercury today - page 18 ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this blog could go on for hours, I have a lot of stuff on my mind at the moment! I'll probably carry on writing tommorw - spare time ftw! (Sometimes ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch ya laterz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-1097085505059822073?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/1097085505059822073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-kill-creators-of-lego-batman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/1097085505059822073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/1097085505059822073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want-to-kill-creators-of-lego-batman.html' title='Batman &amp; Paul Press'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-660663415045963272</id><published>2009-01-06T18:17:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-01-06T18:59:56.838Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Facebook'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gender'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woolies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Woolworths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breastfeeding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='age'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='discrimination'/><title type='text'>Facebook Vs Breasts, &amp; Patronising Pensioners</title><content type='html'>I got a little bit annoyed reading the paper this morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Facebook have banned mothers posting pictures of themselves breastfeeding on their profiles. Now, I'm all for them banning blatant nudity and porn in public domain, especially on a website frequented by children, but this is a step too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who have facebook will know that, when creating an album, you have the choice of who can see it (For example, everyone, just direct friends, etc.) and I feel that if a woman wishes to share her experiences of motherhood then there is no reason why she shouldn't, especially just because they are considered "obscene" by the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see where facebook are coming from, and regulating a site with over 140 million members must be one hell of a task, but these pictures are not provocative or pornographic like many you may find elsewhere on the site. I wouldn't call myself a feminist, but how are pictures of women topless any different to men topless? I personally don't have any great desire to pose topless on the internet, so can't really speak for those who do, but why should there be this gender divide? I'm not going to become all politically correct and say I'm fighting for it - because, quite simply, I'm not. There IS a general discomfort around women that there isn't towards men, but this is not likely to change anytime soon... and to be perfectly honest, I don't tihnk it matters. There are more important things in life to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second point today is about age discrimination (yes, I'm in a very discriminatory mood today, but not in that way, just talking about discrimination... you know what i mean.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I sat a mock english exam. Inside the paper, we were given two areticles which we then had to answer questions on and discuss. One of these articles was about a Swede. (The veg, not a person from Sweden!) and the other was from a columnist (who I will not name) from a newspaper (which I also will not name) about how wasteful the people of today are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I don't totally disagree on this point - we ARE wasteful, and could do more to help the environment. No, it wasn't that which got on my nerves; It was the patronising tone in which this article had been written. I wish people would realise that not everyone in this world under the age of 18 is a school drop-out who drinks, does drugs &amp;amp; commits varying degrees of criminal activity. I KNOW not everyone thinks this, but a large proportion of the world do. Let me give you an example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, I was walking through town with a friend of mine. It was cold, so we had hoodies on (without hoods up, I may add) when we saw a ladies' carrier bag split, and the shopping in side go everywhere. Me and my friend went over to help her pick her stuff up and, on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;handing her back &lt;/span&gt;her shopping, we were greeted with "get off my stuff you filthy hoodies, you can't steal from me. Why aren't you off vandalising a park somewhere? Stay out the town centre, we don't want you here."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not everyone is like that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you can't deney that many people are. I've had some wild coloured hair, and I wear some outlandish clothes, and in the past I've seen people cross the road to avoid walking past my friends and I, and this stems from the few who do cause trouble and ruin it for everyone... How often do you see a newspaper with the front page displaying the good work done by people? It's always hidden in the middle section, in a corner somewhere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, rant over, Sorry guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be quite happy if you left me your opinions on these issues though - I'm intriguied to see what other people think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another sad note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP WOOLIES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last stores closing today... I'm going to miss it to be quite honest! A very useful store... one of those places you could think "Where can I get that? Oh yeah, Wollies'll have one!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It also means many of my friends are out of jobs, which is a bit of a bummer because we're all going to be utterly broke for a while now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the upside, I'm quite liking this weather! I live out in the middle of nowhere, and the snow is preeeeetty nice! Ok, all those jobs such as mucking out and walking the dogs aren't as fun when you're freezing your arse off, but isn't it gorgeous?! I was walking back from where I get dropped after school today... It was silent, The sun was getting close to setting and there was still snow on the floor which was crunching while I walked... It looked so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm getting all soppy and poetic, but it really was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok blogger, I'm off. I've been writing this blog too long and I need a bath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave us your thoughts on this in the comments - it'd be cool to see some other viewpoints on this =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya soon guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-660663415045963272?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/660663415045963272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook-vs-breasts-patronising.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/660663415045963272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/660663415045963272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/facebook-vs-breasts-patronising.html' title='Facebook Vs Breasts, &amp; Patronising Pensioners'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-5652295097648712761</id><published>2009-01-05T17:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-05T17:38:25.150Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twuffer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coursework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='revision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twitter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='higgins'/><title type='text'>5th January 2009</title><content type='html'>I've popped back for a quickie (lulz)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, All holidays I have done very little work and just spent time with my family, friends &amp;amp; boyfriend... This was not a good plan. Tomorrow, I start my mock GCSEs (With extra time, meaning I'm stuck in the exam room even longer -.-) and I've done very little revision, and even less coursework *Gulps* Therefore, I'm challenging myself to work harder this year. This is not a new years resolution, this is me deciding that, to be honest, I don't do enough work and if I want to get anywhere in life I need to... especially as I plan to attend 6th form :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly (and finally, as I said, this is just a quickie)  I have found a very useful website named "twuffer"( www.twuffer.com ). Now, I'm a little bit obsessed with a certain website named twitter (www.twitter.com ). It's brilliant, I use it to keep up-to-date with what my mates are up to, and to update them on my status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twuffer is a buffer site for twitter, meaning you can place your "Tweet" (What you want to say) and set a time for it to be sent, even if you're not at the computer at that moment... I'm a tad obsessed with the whole thing tbh ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to the panto! Fare ye well blogger, parting is such sweet sorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm going to ace my shakespeare exam, you can tell, yeah? :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-5652295097648712761?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/5652295097648712761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/5th-january-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/5652295097648712761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/5652295097648712761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/5th-january-2009.html' title='5th January 2009'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-5822205264040595771</id><published>2009-01-03T14:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:32:57.071Z</updated><title type='text'>3rd January 2009</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it appears I'm getting back into blogging. I'm not promising anything though, because if I say I'm gunna do it reguarly or something... I wont, because I'm like that &lt;img src="http://s.bebo.com/img/smiley_laugh.gif" alt=":L" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, Happy new year blogger! Hope you all had a good one, I sure did =] introduced my boyfriend to the family... and you know what? They get on too well. I spent most of the night squealing on the floor, and not in a good way... they're bullies, the lot of them -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that's been bugging me these holidays though... it hasn't felt like christmas. I mean, it's been fun, we've gone through the motions and everything, acted like a normal christmas. but it just didn't have that christmassy feel this year. the same for new year. Don't get me wrong, I had a great time, but it wasn't the same :/ Normally I get really excited, I count down the minutes &amp;amp; seconds and I'm constantly checking the time, but this year I just wasn't that bothered. I didn't even notice the time until Will &amp;amp; Kate started discussing what a horrible number 2009 is, and how 2008 was the best name for a year ever... I think he was a bit tipsy tbh =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different subject, I'm back to school on tuesday... I'm behind on all my coursework, haven't done any revision and still haven't done my college &amp;amp; sixth-form application forms... shitshitshitshitshitshitshit I'm going to fail all my GCSEs, not get into a decent college, never enter university and finish my life working in tescos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit, this isn't good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But oh well, chin up, If i fail my mocks, I can at least try NOT to fail the real thing... in fact, it might just be the kick up the arse I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good note though... Amplifier is restarting soon, so that means my tuesday nights will be full with DJing &amp;amp; Band practices - Yes, I did say band practices! It's true, Cadmium Rissole are back together, for one gig only! In march we're joining a few other bands to support the awesomeness that is Sleeper Cell (Check them out at &lt;a href="http://www.bebo.com/Link.jsp?Url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.myspace.com%2Fsleepercell346" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/sleepercell346&lt;/a&gt; ) in a charity gig to raise money for Hillside Special School &amp;amp; another charity which we haven't been told yet - Look out for posters about when tickets will be on sale, and make sure you come along to support everyone at what is going to be an EPIC gig!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any questions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya soon bloggers &lt;img src="http://s.bebo.com/img/smiley_wink.gif" alt=";)" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-5822205264040595771?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/5822205264040595771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/3rd-january-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/5822205264040595771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/5822205264040595771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/3rd-january-2009.html' title='3rd January 2009'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3134625216352135984.post-7683111726090352068</id><published>2009-01-03T14:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:30:58.866Z</updated><title type='text'>30th December 2008</title><content type='html'>How is it almost over? Jesus, it's gone fast... I'm not really sure how to feel about it's passing. I have some shitty times this year, but also some of the best of my life. I don't really want to grow up tbh, Life seems so... simple atm. It's weird - in may I will have left compulsory education, in july I can get my provisional car license... this time next year I'll be on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big question for me though, is what exactly have I achieved this year? What have I done to make this year worthwhile? Have I made the most of it, or was it just a waste of my time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBH, I think it's a bit of both. I've worked my arse off to perform in shows (Oklahoma, AMSND etc.), but sat around and done fuck all towards my GCSEs. I've spent time doing charity work - I abseiled down ipswich hospital &amp;amp; spent a week in ethiopia working in an orphanage, to say the least, but I've also spent time unconcious/asleep/just plain forgetting what I'm doing from drinking waaaay too much. I reguarly go sailing &amp;amp; swimming, but I'll also spend a whole day on the computer doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much, I miss, but so much I'm looking forward too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has made me realise some things though, and I think I changed for the better because of those realisations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have the best friends in teh world. They stand by me, no matter what, and put up with my unpredictable mood swings, constant complaining and general violence towards them without killing me. I never gave them the respect they deserve, but I try to now, and I want them to remember that yeah, I've had some shit times, but that's no reason to take it out on them. I love you guys &amp;amp; girls so much, and I wouldn't be who I am today without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I was wasting my life by not having the confidence to be myself in front of people I didn't really know, meaning I found friendships hard to start &amp;amp; keep. That's changed now - I still have no self confidence, and I'm still shit at first impressions, but you know what? fuck it. If people don't like me, that's their problem. and if they do? Well, I most probably like them back =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some really great things have happened in my life this year though - and there's one in particular I want to talk about. This won't interest most people, so feel free to skip it, but it's something that has really made me feel better about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that something's name is William.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really is unlike any person I have ever met... I can talk to him about anything, but at the same time, if we're nnot talking, it's not an akward silence. He has an amazing sense of humor, and can make me laugh no matter what. I've had some very shitty boyfriends in the past - not all, but some - but he's... different. This will sound cheesy, chavvy and like it's out of some long forgotten song, but it's true - Being with him is different to just being with a friend, just being with any of my old boyfriends. Knowing he's there brings a smile to my face, and when I get to stay over, waking up next to him is the best feeling in the world... because I love him. It's that simple. The one guy in the world that can make me forget the time when we're talking, until I almost fall asleep mid conversation. The one guy that can make me feel special on a shitty day. The one guy that can make me laugh when all I want to do is cry. I treat him like crap sometimes, but he's still there when I don't... I don't deserve him in the slightest, and I still can't believe he chose me. He could've had anyone, but he chose me. I love him. More than anything in the world, I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, soppy rant over. I didn't mean for it to be that long, It just kinda... carried on going! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, what's 2k9 gunna bring hey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GCSEs&lt;br /&gt;-High School Musical&lt;br /&gt;-Back to Ethiopia&lt;br /&gt;-France&lt;br /&gt;-Driving license &lt;img src="http://s.bebo.com/img/smiley_ohmygod.gif" alt=":O" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Some Epic Gigs&lt;br /&gt;-Living my life, with the best people in the world =]&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I'm sure there'll be much more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya in 2009 bloggers, have a good 'un &lt;img src="http://s.bebo.com/img/smiley_wink.gif" alt=";)" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3134625216352135984-7683111726090352068?l=dorihiggins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/feeds/7683111726090352068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/30th-december-2008.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/7683111726090352068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3134625216352135984/posts/default/7683111726090352068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dorihiggins.blogspot.com/2009/01/30th-december-2008.html' title='30th December 2008'/><author><name>DoriHiggins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15246120692083806304</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AvtTTtfUcsk/SV95ERMG-oI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9jKQHha_wk0/S220/DSCF1824editjpeg.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
