<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402</id><updated>2009-02-21T00:13:05.024Z</updated><title type='text'>Flowers never bend with the rainfall</title><subtitle type='html'>where Sarah prattles on when she has nothing else to be getting on with:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-116604229113944334</id><published>2006-12-13T20:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-13T20:38:11.153Z</updated><title type='text'>Unlikely to be a new trend</title><content type='html'>I've enjoyed reading Toph and Rosies's blogs lately so I thought I might break my slience and post for once. Also may be related to my exam tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;I can't see that I'll start blogging again tho - don't think quite enough people are likely to read this for that to be an effective use of time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other news front, we've just been tootling along in our new house, and have generally been quite well planned for Christmas (good job, as have coursework and exam this week). Have our christmas tree up which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umm...settled in ok to new house - after initial worries it would fall down, have come to the conclusion that this isn't actually that likely after all. Still at the back off my mind, and have restricted the amount of stuff being stored in the loft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Still doing on call at the hospital, which is rubbish - and I've no doubt that the antisocial hours and lack of any sensible shift system are knocking years off my life and deteriating my health. However. At least patients have access to E45 cream at 11pm. hhmm. Some of the stuff I get called about is /actually/ relevent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that I can actually sum up a couple of years into one post, (and do any revision for exam), so I'll leave it there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-116604229113944334?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/116604229113944334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=116604229113944334' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/116604229113944334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/116604229113944334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2006/12/unlikely-to-be-new-trend.html' title='Unlikely to be a new trend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-111679531645486209</id><published>2005-05-22T21:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T21:55:51.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In summary</title><content type='html'>It's come to my attention that I've not posted for over a month now which is rather poor...so I thought I would. Seem really busy lately but I think thats partly to do with spliting time between Notts and Halifax, and generally being busy. Means I don't seem to see people as much as I used to but thats no ones fault but my own. And I'm going to have to buckle down on the work front before my pre-reg exam :( which means even less time for seeing people!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, can't remember all the things I've been up to lately..but a quick a summary, not necessarily (sp?) in the correct order...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;UL&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Went to see Kate's new house (nice!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Sorted out wedding flowers, and dresses for Bridesmaids, and food for evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Found a house to live in for next year (quite nice, room for people to come and visit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Been on Brownie Pack Holiday (fun...although overtired, overexcited 7-10 year olds weren't that much fun on Sat night...think they enjoyed it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Done a community placement at loyds sowerby bridge (pharmacy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Had Grandad's 80th Birthday party at our house (He is 80 today...and I was invloved in getting people drinks. Which led to one of the daftest conversations I've had in recent times. My Aunt was helping with drinks too - and at one point she said "so-and-so is wanting a bit of lemon". So of I went and got one and put it in a glass - and asked the lady which drink she had been wanting - to which she replied - "a bit of lemon". so I replied - "...shall I fill it up with lemonade then?" - she (and by now the rest of the people she was talking to) said "no - just a bit of lemon". I said - "you don't want a drink then?" and they said "no, a bit of lemon is a drink in its own right"...so I asked how to make it. Eventully it was explained she was  wanting (and everyone else had been saying - I just wasn't hearing them correctly)a bitter lemon. Which we didn't have any of anyway. lol!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Painted youth centre in Nottingham with Housegroup there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Went to a friends 70th B'day party (been baking lots of choc cakes!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;Went on a Marriage course in Nottingham (useful, fun... but it did make me laugh - I was woking at the community pharmacy at loyds at this point, and when I said I was getting married in a church they said 'oh, are they making you do a marriage course thing?', which I replied no - we've had to find one of our own...&lt;/UL&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-111679531645486209?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/111679531645486209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=111679531645486209' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111679531645486209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111679531645486209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-summary.html' title='In summary'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-111403701387213185</id><published>2005-04-20T23:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T23:45:24.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Justification</title><content type='html'>I have been asked probably every day since finding I had a job in Nottingham '...so do you have anywhere to live...', which I am starting to think I should try and do something about. However, when talking about weddings/new houses/honeymoons, some people suddenly feel they are entitled to pass judgement on how we are spending our money...and that because we are doing the above things we must be loaded (or at least have an unfair amount of £ wrt the rest of the populace). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess by now I'm getting abit sensitive about the whole 'have you got a somewhere to live yet' question and am perhaps over-reacting. But I do end up feeling that people think I'm somehow bad for not being on the breadline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other point I suppose that John might argue would be what does it matter if others know how much money you have.Which I guess is true - but I often feel guilty when working with people 30 years older than me who I am fairly confident are being paid that same/less...or who perhaps couldn't afford to go to sri lanka as they have to support their children/grandchildren etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day it reminds me of a song... again...by a bang called "why?"... and I am fairly confident you'll not find the lyrics on the internet - goodness knows I've tried!  (theres a challenge for you:)). They are not completely obsure in Christian circles, but they did split up a few years back. The song was called 'think yourself lucky' (I think:)).  Basically it says think yourself lucky that God made you who you are. Maybe if no one rises to the bait and finds the lyrics for me I might type them up at some point. Then again I might not. We'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-111403701387213185?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/111403701387213185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=111403701387213185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111403701387213185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111403701387213185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/04/justification.html' title='Justification'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-111394986534333793</id><published>2005-04-19T23:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T23:31:05.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I sometimes wonder about writing a blog. It's quite nice on one hand to let everyone know what you're up to...but on the other hand hour becomes a much bigger thing. Which generally means I figure its not worth writing anything much of value because I can't be bothered with the backlash I'd get.&lt;br /&gt;However, at the moment I'm kind of tired and abit crotchety...I guess partly cos I miss John and am fed up of just talking on the phone....it's not the same...especially as I suspect he gets the same way - and so its harder not to be irritable with each other - which is illogical anyway since you've waited all day to talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, best go to bed to combat the tiredness:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-111394986534333793?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/111394986534333793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=111394986534333793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111394986534333793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111394986534333793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/04/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-111289586651219589</id><published>2005-04-07T18:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T18:44:26.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Job job job!!!</title><content type='html'>just briefly - I've got a job! (yey)...a big relief - I was starting to wonder if I was going to end up being a locum. I had 2 interviews this week - at Derby and Nottingham City. I got the City one, which was probably the one i wanted most - although really I would have been pleased with either:). V glad to not have to do any more interviews for the time being:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-111289586651219589?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/111289586651219589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=111289586651219589' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111289586651219589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111289586651219589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/04/job-job-job.html' title='Job job job!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-111135615748382846</id><published>2005-03-20T21:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:02:37.486Z</updated><title type='text'>Sunday evening blues</title><content type='html'>well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;UL&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;the people in Nottingham didn't give me a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;we've finished out wedding invitation making phase one - and due to a slight misunderstanding they are irreversibly not how they were intended to be - which is especially gutting as we've put about 40 hours into making them so far. we so should have taken everyone elses advice and done a day overtime each and had them made for us. It would have taken less time and we would have had decent invitations and extra money left over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;John has gone home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;it's work again tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm abit of a perfectionist really, which on reflection is a good think when I think about the job I'm planning (whistfully hoping) to end up doing...but I think is quite hard for other people to deal with as I don't like compromising on what I think is best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of a song by Clearlake...which also reminds me I've not listened to that CD for ages...so maybe I will:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Evening - Clearlake&lt;br /&gt;It's just Sunday evening, So whats with this sinking feeling?&lt;br /&gt;I must have done one of these at least a thousand times before...maybe more.&lt;br /&gt;It never stops raining. There isn't much point complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will turn up soon, and then its back to work for you - or whatever it is that you do.&lt;br /&gt;It's one of washed out days. Lets face it there isn't much on except songs of praise.&lt;br /&gt;It's just Sunday evening. It's just Sunday evening.&lt;br /&gt;It's still Sunday evening. I've had more than enough I'm leaving. I'm tired of it never ending so its off to bed for me and tomorrow well maybe we'll see. &lt;br /&gt;It's one of washed out days. Lets face it there isn't much on except songs of praise.&lt;br /&gt;It's just Sunday evening. It's just Sunday evening. It's over soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-111135615748382846?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/111135615748382846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=111135615748382846' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111135615748382846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111135615748382846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/03/sunday-evening-blues.html' title='Sunday evening blues'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-111108158955523141</id><published>2005-03-17T17:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T17:46:29.556Z</updated><title type='text'>Good life radio</title><content type='html'>One of my friends from church has started doing an internet radio &lt;a href="http://www.northernbroadcasting.co.uk/Presenters/the_good_life.htm"&gt;Christian show&lt;/a&gt; - which I listened to this week - and thought it was good! The northern broadcasting site is pretty naff, but it does the job:). Its kind of cool that you can listen to it all week - rather than just at a set time. I guess lots of radio show can do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and on the job front, still no news...hope is dwindling!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-111108158955523141?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/111108158955523141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=111108158955523141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111108158955523141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111108158955523141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/03/good-life-radio_17.html' title='Good life radio'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-111092590474983540</id><published>2005-03-15T22:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-15T22:31:44.750Z</updated><title type='text'>jobs jobs jobs :(</title><content type='html'>I've still not heard back from the the job interview at QMC in Nottingham which I went to last Thursday. And whilst I'm not actually wanting to be pessimistic, I get the feeling it can't be good not to have heard anything by now! I suppose it could be worse tho - I could have heard that I've not got the job! Even if I'm their second or third etc choice, that would be fine - but I hate the waiting to fine out. Have had to start application for the other job I wanted, as I can only post it via snailmail and the closing date is Friday. Nevermind. Maybe things will be more cheerful tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-111092590474983540?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/111092590474983540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=111092590474983540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111092590474983540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/111092590474983540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/03/jobs-jobs-jobs.html' title='jobs jobs jobs :('/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110954003333637890</id><published>2005-02-27T21:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-27T21:33:53.336Z</updated><title type='text'>that my life...will never end</title><content type='html'>weird sort of day - thought I was going to have quite a quiet day, but in the end went on a short walk with Grandma and Grandad - the point of which was in fact to have afternoon tea in a fancy hotel  - &lt;a href="http://www.thedevonshirearms.co.uk/"&gt;the devonshire arms&lt;/a&gt;. My G&amp;G have cunningly cottoned on to the fact that for a little more than you'd usually pay for a pot of tea and a plate of biscuits (£2.95 to be precise), you can sit in a right fancy hotel lounge, have a huge pot of tea/coffee/etc, read the newspapers in front of a log fire - which was very pleasant. There were also lots of fancy looking people having afternoon tea - complete with little sandwiches and scones and cream (and some with huge plates with lots of different bits of cake for each person). Anyway, it was good fun, and I dare say that if I had lots of money I might like to pretend I was rich and poncy more often...however, for now that will have to wait. lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110954003333637890?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110954003333637890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110954003333637890' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110954003333637890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110954003333637890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/that-my-lifewill-never-end.html' title='that my life...will never end'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110941129634844185</id><published>2005-02-26T09:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-26T09:48:16.350Z</updated><title type='text'>to pretend...</title><content type='html'>I forgot to post last night that I have a further interview (seeing as I didn't want and more crucially wasn't offered the last job I went to interview for), but this time actually at a big teaching hospital where I would actually like to work:) The hours look somewhat mad for the first year, but I'm sure I'd get over it. However, when I got in last night, my Dad said something about 'the writen clinical test'...which I'd missed reading on the letter (aren't parents great!? I would have been gutted if I'd got there not knowing!). So I'd best start to revise which will be good in the long run as it should mean I know more. And also good because I have nearly 2 weeks to revise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110941129634844185?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110941129634844185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110941129634844185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110941129634844185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110941129634844185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/to-pretend.html' title='to pretend...'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110937302695217820</id><published>2005-02-25T23:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:10:39.840Z</updated><title type='text'>so, I'll continue to continue</title><content type='html'>have been on holiday...just a little one to Nottingham, but it was on the whole very nice and I had fun. It's also been cracking to come back to work on Thursday and only have 2 days before the weekend:) However, also a sad week because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;UL&gt; &lt;LI&gt;&lt;a href="http://rosiejs.blogspot.com"&gt;Rosie&lt;/a&gt; is leaving shortly for sunny Cambridge :(, &lt;LI&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloged.co.uk"&gt;Ed&lt;/a&gt; was sad when I was in Notts:(  &lt;LI&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bloged.co.uk"&gt;Ed&lt;/a&gt; and John shout alot at each other (and i was kind of responsible for them living together).&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110937302695217820?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110937302695217820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110937302695217820' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110937302695217820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110937302695217820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/so-ill-continue-to-continue.html' title='so, I&apos;ll continue to continue'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110881080018534198</id><published>2005-02-19T10:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-19T11:00:00.186Z</updated><title type='text'>more of Ed's quizes</title><content type='html'>further time wasted doing another of &lt;a href="http://www.bloged.co.uk"&gt;Ed's&lt;/a&gt; quizes...to determine I'm a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_loser.php?im"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/lsr.php?val=8666" alt="I am 52% loser. What about you? Click here to find out!"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off now to galleries of justice with John and friends&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110881080018534198?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110881080018534198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110881080018534198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110881080018534198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110881080018534198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-of-eds-quizes.html' title='more of &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bloged.co.uk&quot;&gt;Ed&apos;s &lt;/a&gt;quizes'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110842134793965231</id><published>2005-02-14T22:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-14T22:49:07.940Z</updated><title type='text'>Squash</title><content type='html'>Yey! Today I won my first ever squash league game - even though it was v close- 2 games to 2, and then in the fifth an final game at the end we were 8-8, but then I won....I was quite excited really. My serve lets me down though - my opponent had a far better serve, which was where he got most of his points. Maybe I should practice more. I was talking to the chap afterwards about playing more - and I said I didn't really have time for any more squash because I played my &lt;a href="http://rosiejs.blogspot.com"&gt;friend&lt;/a&gt; about once a week...when i realised that won't be so in a while when she moves :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110842134793965231?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110842134793965231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110842134793965231' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110842134793965231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110842134793965231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/squash.html' title='Squash'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110831515894618246</id><published>2005-02-13T17:16:00.001Z</published><updated>2005-02-13T17:21:52.956Z</updated><title type='text'>nerds and dweebs</title><content type='html'>Ed was doing a nerd test - and although appartently I am more geeky than him, I only come in at a wannabe nerd... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wxplotter.com/ft_nq.php?im"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wxplotter.com/images/ft/nq.php?val=8576" alt="I am nerdier than 25% of all people. Are you nerdier? Click here to find out!"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think thats quite enough posting for one day. Two posts in one day indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110831515894618246?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110831515894618246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110831515894618246' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110831515894618246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110831515894618246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/nerds-and-dweebs_13.html' title='nerds and dweebs'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110830247038017423</id><published>2005-02-13T13:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-13T13:47:50.383Z</updated><title type='text'>Jobs and Films</title><content type='html'>Still haven't heard back from the job interview I went for last week, which is on this occaision quite a good thing, as I don't think I want the job! I'm busy writing the application  for the next job now - which is at QMC in Nottingham. Currently looking  like I'll have to handwrite my application to fit into their form - what is the work coming to!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0311113/"&gt;'Master and Commander - the far side of the world'&lt;/a&gt; on Friday night, which was ok - the best bit was the nature photography of swimming lizards in the Galapagos, which seeing as it was a film about boats and sailing I think really sums up what I thought of it. It maybe didn't help that it was a big epic, but I was watching it on my 15" comupter from across the room, so I think some of the impressive nature of the filming were lost in darkness. I also tended to get abit confused at the battle scenes with what on earth was going on, who was shooting who and who was winning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to the cinema to watch &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0290002/"&gt;'Meet the Fockers'&lt;/a&gt; which I found held my attention more, and was quite fun. It was very silly humour, and maybe not quite as funny as some films I have enjoyed, but I was laughing most of the way though. The cinema was full - more full than I've seen in ages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110830247038017423?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110830247038017423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110830247038017423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110830247038017423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110830247038017423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/jobs-and-films.html' title='Jobs and Films'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110772637050161616</id><published>2005-02-06T21:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-02-06T21:50:32.630Z</updated><title type='text'>Battleground God</title><content type='html'>My mother found &lt;a href="http://www.philosophersnet.com/games/god.htm"&gt;this quiz web site&lt;/a&gt;...yet another waste of time - perfect when meant to be revising for job interviews:) It's meant to test out if you've thought out your religious beliefs properly...I think! Some of the explainations were abit too much for my poor brain at this time of night on a Sunday. However, it suggested that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Battleground Analysis&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!&lt;br /&gt;You have been awarded the TPM medal of distinction! This is our second highest award for outstanding service on the intellectual battleground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you progressed through this activity without being hit and biting only one bullet suggests that your beliefs about God are internally consistent and well thought out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A direct hit would have occurred had you answered in a way that implied a logical contradiction. The bitten bullet occurred because you responded in a way that required that you held a view that most people would have found strange, incredible or unpalatable. However, because you bit only one bullet and avoided direct hits completely you still qualify for our second highest award. A good achievement!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which actually meant wrt other people I was in the top 45.88%...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;How did you do compared to other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;250675 people have completed this activity to date. &lt;br /&gt;You suffered zero direct hits and bit 1 bullet. &lt;br /&gt;This compares with the average player of this activity to date who takes 1.39 hits and bites 1.11 bullets.&lt;br /&gt;45.88% of the people who have completed this activity, like you, took very little damage and were awarded the TPM Medal of Distinction. &lt;br /&gt;7.50% of the people who have completed this activity emerged unscathed with the TPM Medal of Honour. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect, rather like &lt;a href="http://www.bloged.co.uk"&gt;Ed's&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;a href="http://www.bloged.co.uk/archives/001247.php"&gt;Which denomination of Christian are you&lt;/a&gt;" quiz its not got &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; that much basis it fact. but hey! fun for ten min.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110772637050161616?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110772637050161616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110772637050161616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110772637050161616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110772637050161616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/02/battleground-god.html' title='Battleground God'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110693502935569094</id><published>2005-01-28T17:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-28T17:57:09.356Z</updated><title type='text'>it's just another day</title><content type='html'>Making a concerted effort to update more:)&lt;br /&gt;Had tea at my Grandma and Grandad's with my Uncle from Canada yesterday which was nice, although made me sad about leaving hx next year again. When we got home I watched the next installment of 'anatomy for beginners' which was interesting - the way the body works is amazing! Then I fell into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started off ok (well...after I dragged myself out of bed...) but this afternoon I had a confusion with a prescription for cocaine...although I did nothing really bad or illegal, I think I still confused many people/wasted their time. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110693502935569094?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110693502935569094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110693502935569094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110693502935569094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110693502935569094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-just-another-day.html' title='it&apos;s just another day'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110677322431303931</id><published>2005-01-26T20:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-26T21:00:24.313Z</updated><title type='text'>losing at squah</title><content type='html'>lost another game in my (stil the bottom) squash mini league! But it was good fun - the chap I was playing didn't flatten me - and at least hit the ball back to me sometimes so that I got a chance to run around abit! It's a good job that when &lt;a href="http://rosiejs.blogspot.com"&gt;Rosie&lt;/a&gt; and I play we are more easily matched or I think I'd have given up by now! I feel like I've done quite good exercise though!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110677322431303931?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110677322431303931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110677322431303931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110677322431303931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110677322431303931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/01/losing-at-squah.html' title='losing at squah'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110676449448507296</id><published>2005-01-26T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-26T18:34:54.486Z</updated><title type='text'>shamed into posting</title><content type='html'>Have been glancing at other peoples blogs today and have thus been reminded how pathetic my posting is! So thought I'd post. Been feeling quite stressed recently (although not reaching the levels of before Christmas yet!)- mostly about jobs for next year. It's not that I don't think there will be jobs for Pharmacists, just not where I want to live. Anyway, I think I've discussed this topic to death with about everyone I know (and probably repeated my self on numerous occaisions ....lol !) so I'll stop there. On a good front, I told my line-manager person that I'm planning to leave in the summer, which I have been fretting about for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exciting things that have happened to me recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;UL&gt;&lt;LI&gt; went to Nottingham to John's work's Christmas-new year party which was very good. It was 60s/black and white themed, and had some good music. The only down part was when john told me I shouldn't show my teeth when I smile because they are a funny colour, which my dad has also been harping on about for a while. I do not think my teeth are vastly discoloured, and I never have to see them so it doesn't really bother me at all. There was a good band there who were a beatles tribute band - although I came to the conclusion that you couldn't really be that bad if you were singing beatles tunes :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;LI&gt;went on walk in Notts...where John fell over and cut a chunk out of his knee. which added excitement even if it was of a nasty type. Appears to be getting better now though. &lt;/UL&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also have seen &lt;a href="http://www.bloged.co.uk"&gt;Ed&lt;/a&gt;, Laura, Matt, and Rachel which was fun, played squash, been to brownies, and an written application form!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110676449448507296?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110676449448507296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110676449448507296' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110676449448507296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110676449448507296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/01/shamed-into-posting.html' title='shamed into posting'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110572825547550565</id><published>2005-01-14T18:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-14T18:44:15.476Z</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>goodness me I'm bored. in a very strange sort of way - there are things that i could do if i wanted but I don't really... random! I think I'm not quite sure what I'm meant to be doing tonight, and my Mum isn't home as she usually is on a friday so i have no one to talk to!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110572825547550565?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110572825547550565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110572825547550565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110572825547550565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110572825547550565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/01/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110457973147212227</id><published>2005-01-01T11:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-01-01T11:42:11.473Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>happy new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope 2005 is good to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how we like nice numbers isn't it. Cos really what does it matter if its the first day of a new year - its just a number. Don't get me wrong tho, I'm all in favour of a good excuse to party!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've generally stopped making resolutions, because they just get broken. But heres what I'm looking forward to about 2005:&lt;br /&gt;Getting married&lt;br /&gt;Qualifying as a pharmacist&lt;br /&gt;and not so looking forard to:&lt;br /&gt;Moving house &lt;br /&gt;Moving job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'll just have to wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110457973147212227?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110457973147212227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110457973147212227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110457973147212227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110457973147212227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110296997339201659</id><published>2004-12-13T20:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-13T20:32:53.393Z</updated><title type='text'>busy bees</title><content type='html'>Thought I'd write a token post so as to promote that my blog isn't dead quite yet. Seriously ill maybe, but still kind of going! I've been both busy and worried of late, neither of which encourage me to blog - busy with work, wedding plans and Christmas, and worried about exam, wedding plans, work next year(applications, interviews etc), moving house.  I suppose thats abit of a lie, I'm fairly relaxed about wedding plans in general - but am seeming to struggle to find a nice dress to wear. it has been suggested I give up and go for a casual look, but I quite fancy a white dress of some sort. I'd post links of the styles I've been looking at but have been banned from talking about details to much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off for a residential 3 days at Leeds uni, which hopefully should be interesting. I'm becoming one of the people that students had to clear all of their belongings out of their rooms to accomodate. i really used to dislike clearing all my things out of halls for 3 or 4 weeks. The hall we are staying in is a catered hall, which is nice, and has food included. Lots of the people who stay their are very ungrateful and are going to eat out for all meals. This seems such a waste to me. If food is being cooked for you it is wasteful not to eat it. The quality of food at the place we are staying is of hall standard - e.g. mostly mass produced, but it is perfectly edible. Anyway, so far all the people I know who are going are planning to eat out, which makes me feel alittle antisocial, but hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, best go and organise trains times to get to leeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110296997339201659?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110296997339201659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110296997339201659' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110296997339201659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110296997339201659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2004/12/busy-bees.html' title='busy bees'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-110038157188500934</id><published>2004-11-13T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-11-13T21:32:51.886Z</updated><title type='text'>Eureka!</title><content type='html'>I'm having abit of a random weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night I slept in EUREKA!&lt;a href="http://www.eureka.org.uk/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the brownies which was fun but tiring. The brownies were actualy really well behaved, but still looking after them full time and not really sleeping that well because of that was exhasting!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and now most of my friends from halifax are in Nottingham - whilst I'm in halifax cooking for my mum and dad'd dinner party (who are blatentlt worried we're getting married so young!). weird. maybe 2moro things will be more normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better get back to the cooking :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-110038157188500934?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/110038157188500934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=110038157188500934' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110038157188500934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/110038157188500934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2004/11/eureka.html' title='Eureka!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-109829336770779913</id><published>2004-10-20T18:26:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T21:27:06.206Z</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>found this draft this pm (12/11/04)...I'm getting very bad at this posting lark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went to a &lt;a href="http://www.delirious.co.uk/"&gt;delirious?&lt;/a&gt; concert last night, which I thought deserved a post - especially since I'd not posted for so long before today. It was really good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-109829336770779913?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/109829336770779913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=109829336770779913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/109829336770779913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/109829336770779913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2004/10/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710402.post-109829287496428867</id><published>2004-10-20T18:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T18:26:21.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers</title><content type='html'>I was doing a quiz that Rosie'd done. I wasn't terribly impressed, although it did have the advantage of being short :). I struggle between chooseing different opitions, but in the end decided on some that led me to ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="flowers" src="http://images.quizilla.com/N/nyrata/1073835631_gAnime1022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You came from the flowers. Innocent, cute, you see&lt;br /&gt;the world in a rainbow colored perpective.&lt;br /&gt;Happy, but sometimes a bit foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/nyrata/quizzes/Where%20did%20you%20come%20from?/"&gt;Where did you come from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought to you by &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....partly because I quite fancied the idea of 'a rainbow coloured perspective!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710402-109829287496428867?l=sarahtweak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/feeds/109829287496428867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710402&amp;postID=109829287496428867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/109829287496428867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710402/posts/default/109829287496428867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahtweak.blogspot.com/2004/10/flowers.html' title='Flowers'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01097069233575002620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12684931712569222618'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>