<?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-8673897817483906183</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:23:16.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>xxxxxx</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>18</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-8002842782639529511</id><published>2009-04-16T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:54:37.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a long time as i forgot my password,woops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/Sed-qEp-Y-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/UJ5byS5OqlA/s1600-h/3075_68137100221_592130221_1766095_7184761_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/Sed-qEp-Y-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/UJ5byS5OqlA/s320/3075_68137100221_592130221_1766095_7184761_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325364345658303458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;not a lot to say other than a weekend away caused so much hate for one place!I want to get out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-8002842782639529511?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/8002842782639529511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-long-time-as-i-forgot-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/8002842782639529511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/8002842782639529511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/04/been-long-time-as-i-forgot-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/Sed-qEp-Y-I/AAAAAAAAAEI/UJ5byS5OqlA/s72-c/3075_68137100221_592130221_1766095_7184761_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-2032989523235652628</id><published>2009-02-01T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T09:59:07.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Missed the faces i saw over the last few days,got up to mischief and laughed over nothing.Those are the times i'll remeber.The times it was singing to us,the time his mum was the woman of my life.I've never been so cold,but you were there and it was worth.&lt;br /&gt;I wish you took your bad qualities and made them into good,because with your existing good ones,you'd be as close you perfect you can get.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what i want from you,do i want you to be there?Or as far away as possible?There for all the right reasons,but at the same time they're the wrong ones.&lt;br /&gt;How will i be happier?I need to put myself first in this one,but i just don't know.&lt;br /&gt;weigh up the pros and cons,whatever happens,happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-2032989523235652628?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/2032989523235652628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/02/missed-faces-i-saw-over-last-few.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/2032989523235652628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/2032989523235652628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/02/missed-faces-i-saw-over-last-few.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-9043300996377047994</id><published>2009-01-29T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T10:59:25.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rough.&lt;br /&gt;Let down.&lt;br /&gt;Guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Sore.&lt;br /&gt;fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wishing i was in my prime.&lt;br /&gt;wishing you were here with me.&lt;br /&gt;wishing you would let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing you.&lt;br /&gt;wanting you.&lt;br /&gt;needing you.&lt;br /&gt;all when i shouldn't&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-9043300996377047994?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/9043300996377047994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/rough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/9043300996377047994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/9043300996377047994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/rough.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-791844328070767547</id><published>2009-01-28T12:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:55:58.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'm falling deeper and deeper,to quick.I'm creating worries,just help me out and tell me how you're feeling.It's not all that hard,is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3004/3110678189_5e9bbcae22.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;You say these things yet possibly mean another.I'm wanting to know what you're thinking baby,let me know when you're ready&lt;/span&gt;.Cause if its not what i'm feeling that theres so much out there for me to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-791844328070767547?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/791844328070767547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-falling-deeper-and-deeperto-quick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/791844328070767547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/791844328070767547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-falling-deeper-and-deeperto-quick.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-2465288502008901784</id><published>2009-01-17T05:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T05:17:46.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Sudden rush of motivation knowing that theres so much more to it and several people there to help.I'm going to do it,no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;**** is what we aim for?I couldn't agree more,just remember to keep it hidden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Set myself some goals.Rules.Restrictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;Guidelines and limits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do whatever i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;P.s ♥!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;restored;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;trust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-2465288502008901784?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/2465288502008901784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/sudden-rush-of-motivation-knowing-that.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/2465288502008901784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/2465288502008901784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/sudden-rush-of-motivation-knowing-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-3606729402828710970</id><published>2009-01-04T14:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T14:39:43.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;Baby I've fallen.Don't try and help me up,just fall down next to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's the end of the holidays,it was close to being perfect.But like they say,nothings perfect.Someone comes and creates doubts,a million and one thoughts passing through my mind.Mixed emotion and a thousand wishes,hopeful and wanting.&lt;br /&gt;It's also a new year.New year,new start.thats what they say,clean slate and all that.I don't want that,just improvements.Mainly with myself.Just make things better so i'll be happier.I need willpower which is something i lack, but i'll try my best.You're doing what you're doing and i've already done want i want to do before,i'm sure i can do it again.Surely it cant be that hard.&lt;br /&gt;I was most scared i've been all my life just recently.Thoughts every single day about how a certain thing could change my life for good,it didn't seem all that real,maybe it seemed that real that it became a dream,a nightmare infact.But now,i'm relieved.I was close to crying with happiness.A huge weight lifted and brought us that little bit closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-3606729402828710970?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/3606729402828710970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-ive-fallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3606729402828710970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3606729402828710970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/baby-ive-fallen.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-3768945288405789164</id><published>2009-01-04T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T11:51:52.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you let yourself go,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;make sure you can always get yourself back.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-3768945288405789164?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/3768945288405789164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-let-yourself-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3768945288405789164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3768945288405789164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-you-let-yourself-go.html' title='If you let yourself go,'/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-3723959863839642006</id><published>2008-12-22T06:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T06:49:14.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qPHqf9qw-GU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qPHqf9qw-GU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7yHcwqM2Cg4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7yHcwqM2Cg4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I swear that I can go on forever again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Please let me know that my one bad day will end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will go down as your lover, your friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Give me your lips and with one kiss we begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll leave my room open till sunrise for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll keep my eyes patiently focused on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where are you now I can hear footsteps I'm dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And if you will, keep me from waking to believe this"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Since the holidays started it has been brilliant from the word go.I'm full of excitement and everything has been so 'spur of the moment.' There's a few minor things that i would like the disappear but they aren't bothering me all that much.It's no longer been three months,which is weird to think.Its also weird to think why it isn't three months and how,but i certainly aren't complaining.It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed yesterday,i haven't been that lazy in a long time.Stayed in bed pretty much from 9saturday night til 8 last night.Slobber chops and telly,good times.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Saturday night,that was a funny one.Started off planning to go the underground,got merry and tried go to a party.On the bus to the party Kyle was extremely drunk and decided he wanted a wee,tried to wee in a bottle but failed so there was urine allll over the bus,how lovely.Anyway,in the end we couldn't go to the party so i went back to Kyles,he passed out/went to sleep for a few hours and i watched A Knights Tale for the first time,it was good.Once he woke,he put animal porn on.That wasn't good.&lt;br /&gt;Mother and Father are wrapping up my christmas presents as we speak,I'm ever so excited.Tomorrow i am heading off to hanley with Kyle to choose a dress for tomorrow night when me and few friends go for a meal then off to party.Several drinks,lots of dancing,drunken loves and slur of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Advice;I don't enjoy clingy people.Pipe down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-3723959863839642006?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/3723959863839642006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-swear-that-i-can-go-on-forever-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3723959863839642006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3723959863839642006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-swear-that-i-can-go-on-forever-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-4052367959117287251</id><published>2008-12-19T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T16:05:25.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUw1XOIP7DI/AAAAAAAAADw/4dZajdzx_2w/s1600-h/me1+837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUw1XOIP7DI/AAAAAAAAADw/4dZajdzx_2w/s320/me1+837.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281655136044706866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,just a quick hello.&lt;br /&gt;I have orange hair.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost christmas,which means its almost new year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a very sexy Nikon F65 on December 25th.&lt;br /&gt;I currently feel extremely large but thats only my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Last night was odd to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;walking to Cheadle from Kingsley at half two was a bit strange.&lt;br /&gt;then waking up Ky's house was just abuhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of plans for the next week,how exciting and these new folk aren't that bad either.&lt;br /&gt;However,people who feel the need to talk about behind my back aren't all that good,especially when they don't me.&lt;br /&gt;I want a new book.&lt;br /&gt;I want money.&lt;br /&gt;I want W/L and i'm failing at the shrinking game but not due to flags.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the most indesive person just recently which is quiet bad but fun too.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy on my own and i never thought i would be.&lt;br /&gt;Being able to have my own freedom and do what i want is beauuuutiful&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be staying like this for a very long time thankyou very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you and your naughty arse can get fucked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-4052367959117287251?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/4052367959117287251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/okjust-quick-hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/4052367959117287251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/4052367959117287251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/okjust-quick-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUw1XOIP7DI/AAAAAAAAADw/4dZajdzx_2w/s72-c/me1+837.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-1954433104801923662</id><published>2008-12-19T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T15:02:05.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.bebo.com/047b//12/skin/2008/12/13/15/8295172504_main_bg_5006.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those fucking awful black days when nothing is pleasing and everything that happens is an excuse for anger. An outlet for emotions stockpiled, an arsenal, an armour. These are the days when I hate the world, hate the rich, hate the happy, hate the complacent, the TV watchers, beer drinkers, the satisfied ones. Because I know I can be all of those little hateful things and then I hate myself for realising that. There's no preventative, directive or safe approach for living. We each know our own fate. We know from our youth how to be treated, how we'll be received, how we shall end. These things don't change. You can change your clothes, change your hairstyle, your friends, cities, continents but sooner or later your own self will always catch up. Always it waits in the wings. Ideas swirl but don't stick. They appear but then run off like rain on the windshield. One of those rainy day car rides my head implodes, the atmosphere in this car a mirror of my skull. Wet, damp, windows dripping and misted with cold. Walls of grey. Nothing good on the radio. Not a thought in my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Lets take life and slow it down incredibly slow, frame by frame with two minutes that take ten years to live out. Yeah, lets do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Telephone poles like praying mantras against the sky, metal arms outstretched. So much land travelled so little sense made of it. It doesn't mean a thing all this land laid out behind us. I'd like to take off into these woods and get good and lost for a while. I'm disgusted with petty concerns; parking tickets, breakfast specials. Does someone just have to carry this weight? Abstract typography, methane inconvenience, linear gospel, Nashville sales lady, and torturous lice, mad Elizabeth. Chemotherapy bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail, steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements, the movie unfeeling, unreeling, about to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've seen your hallway, you're a darn call away, I've hear your stairs creak. I can fix my mind on your yes, and on your no. I'll film you face today in the sparkling canals, all red, yellow, blue, green brilliance and silver Dutch reflection. Racing thoughts, racing thoughts. All too real, you're moving so fast now I cant hold your image. This image I have of your face by the window, me standing beside you arm on your shoulder. A catalogue of images, flashing glimpses then gone again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Every clear afternoon now I'll picture you up in the air twisting your heel, your knees up around me, my face in your hair. You scream so well, your smile so loud it still rings in my ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Imitation. Distant, tired of longing. Clean white teeth. Stay the course. Hold the wheel. Steer on to freedom. Open all the boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Open all the boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Open all the boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Open all the boxes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Times Square midday: newspaper buildings, news headlines going around, you watch as they go, and hope that some good comes. Those tree shadows in the park they're all whistling chasing leaves. Around six pm, shadows across cobblestones, girl in front of a bathroom mirror she slowly and carefully and paints her face green and mask like. A portrait. A green stripe. Long shot through apartment window, a monologue on top but no girl in shot. The light within you shines like a diamond mine, like an unarmed walrus, like a dead man face down on the highway. Like a snake eating its own tail steam turbine, frog farm, two full closets burst open in disarray, soap bubbles in the sun, hospital death bed, red convertible, shopping list, blowjob, deaths head, devils dancing, bleached white buildings, memories, movements. The movie unreeling, about to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That was great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah? Mine were alright. Wasn't my best one but who cares?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the spirit... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-1954433104801923662?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/1954433104801923662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/one-of-those-fucking-awful-black-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/1954433104801923662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/1954433104801923662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-803073943708896337</id><published>2008-12-17T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T09:08:50.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUkw3qpYWLI/AAAAAAAAADY/bnw-RzG_J5U/s1600-h/me1+814-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUkw3qpYWLI/AAAAAAAAADY/bnw-RzG_J5U/s320/me1+814-1.jpg" alt="" 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUkxWhfDmUI/AAAAAAAAADg/rsfm2Cj0Rhw/s1600-h/me1+797.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUkxWhfDmUI/AAAAAAAAADg/rsfm2Cj0Rhw/s320/me1+797.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280806301084129602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-803073943708896337?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/803073943708896337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-6176269551312461474</id><published>2008-12-16T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T11:25:51.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUf0PElso-I/AAAAAAAAACo/WoQp0TR0R-4/s1600-h/science.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUf0PElso-I/AAAAAAAAACo/WoQp0TR0R-4/s320/science.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280457627882267618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a long day.x3 exams however no lessons was good.History and RE were fine,however i struggled with science so i decided to be naughty and take a peek,teehee.Final two exams tomorrow, i can then relax and look forward to christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did OK with the shrinking game today,got to work my way down.Before you know it i'll be winning and i didn't play flags.However x2 people called me flag girl.embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Tuesday myself and a group of my fellow acquaintances are going to head out for a bite to eat and a drink or two to celebrate this thing called Christmas.Afterwards me and my best she venture to my Uncles house where there will be several people all singing and dancing.We too shall sing and dance.It will be splendid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new toothbrush  and a huge jar of coffee today,brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgAjg76dMI/AAAAAAAAACw/aq2a9ivY7Og/s1600-h/coffee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgAjg76dMI/AAAAAAAAACw/aq2a9ivY7Og/s320/coffee.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280471173228557506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also you are catching my eye more and more.... &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lick ya' like a lollipop.x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-6176269551312461474?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/6176269551312461474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-long-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/6176269551312461474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/6176269551312461474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-was-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUf0PElso-I/AAAAAAAAACo/WoQp0TR0R-4/s72-c/science.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-880343201440160291</id><published>2008-12-15T11:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:00:51.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovered</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa3WTA5zJI/AAAAAAAAACI/xJBt8JiHd-o/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa3WTA5zJI/AAAAAAAAACI/xJBt8JiHd-o/s320/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280109206827551890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa3KlMtl0I/AAAAAAAAACA/6Xr_j97gRBo/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa3KlMtl0I/AAAAAAAAACA/6Xr_j97gRBo/s320/DSC00223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280109005550491458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa3E-nrkQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Cq1jFFXnQW8/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa3E-nrkQI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Cq1jFFXnQW8/s320/DSC00222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280108909295276290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa20qMc27I/AAAAAAAAABw/_3ig4ywOVKs/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa20qMc27I/AAAAAAAAABw/_3ig4ywOVKs/s320/DSC00221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280108628934450098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa2iRP3atI/AAAAAAAAABo/C2-W4AxcDpg/s1600-h/DSC00219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa2iRP3atI/AAAAAAAAABo/C2-W4AxcDpg/s320/DSC00219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280108313000241874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-880343201440160291?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/880343201440160291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/discovered.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/880343201440160291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/880343201440160291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/discovered.html' title='Discovered'/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa3WTA5zJI/AAAAAAAAACI/xJBt8JiHd-o/s72-c/DSC00226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-5728288000467094348</id><published>2008-12-15T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T11:58:51.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa0NKy-z7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7PV9zJAuSpU/s1600-h/me1+781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa0NKy-z7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7PV9zJAuSpU/s320/me1+781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280105751467970482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I failed at the shrinking game today because i played flags instead,i think i may need to cheat.I haven't for a while and theres no harm in a little short cut?surely.I'll have to do that later.&lt;br /&gt;I also failed English today and probably French,yet i did better in French than English,i liked that.However this was probably because i had a huge lack of sleep last night due to stress and several other things so i revised French then fell asleep in English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my day consisted of this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa0aqsafDI/AAAAAAAAABY/onMyGF9aVTU/s1600-h/me1+779.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa0aqsafDI/AAAAAAAAABY/onMyGF9aVTU/s320/me1+779.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280105983368657970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa0yDXnG3I/AAAAAAAAABg/bpfes-VCP8U/s1600-h/me1+783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 174px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa0yDXnG3I/AAAAAAAAABg/bpfes-VCP8U/s320/me1+783.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280106385129282418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also wondering about where i'm going.what i'm doing&amp;amp;a million and one thoughts about the pair of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovin' the slits today. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-5728288000467094348?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/5728288000467094348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-failed-at-shrinking-game-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/5728288000467094348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/5728288000467094348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-failed-at-shrinking-game-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUa0NKy-z7I/AAAAAAAAABQ/7PV9zJAuSpU/s72-c/me1+781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-2286162972917514937</id><published>2008-12-14T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:44:42.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUVH231lmrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sNTWCkGW6Uo/s1600-h/jjjjjjjjjj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUVH231lmrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sNTWCkGW6Uo/s320/jjjjjjjjjj.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279705146188995250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teach me;&lt;br /&gt;J'ai travaillé pendant les grandes vacances dans u restuarant prés de ma maison pour gagner de l'argent pour des cadeaux de noël.J'ai travaillé le soir et le week-end.J'ai commencé à huit heures et j'ai fini à quatre heures c'était assez ennuyeux mais mes collégues étainent tous très sypma. Mon chef était sympa et c'était assez bien payé. Ma mère travaille dans un beureau, elle travaille cinq jours par semaine du lundi au vendredi. Mon père est entrepreneur, il trouve son travail agréable et marrant. Il travaille cinq jours le semaine de lundi au vendredi, pourtant il travaille quelque fois le week-end. J'ai fait un stage en entreprise en Novembre. J'ai travaillé pour un journal de ma région: Cheadle and tean times, le journalisme m'intéresse énormément purtant j'étais toujours assez fatiguée. Le stage a duré cinq jours, du lundi au vendredi. J'ai commencé à sept heures et j'ai fini à quatre heures. J'ai beaucoup aimé cette expérience parce que les gens étaient tous très sympa et très enthousiastes. C'était super, je voudrais devenir journaliste. lànnée prochine, je vais continuer mesétudes à cheadle. Jeveux étuider le dessin et l'histoire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jhk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUVIMH5J5jI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JJGhFZeTBwk/s1600-h/me+tired.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUVIMH5J5jI/AAAAAAAAAAk/JJGhFZeTBwk/s320/me+tired.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279705511276176946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-2286162972917514937?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/2286162972917514937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/teach-me-jai-travaill-pendant-les.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/2286162972917514937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/2286162972917514937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/teach-me-jai-travaill-pendant-les.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUVH231lmrI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sNTWCkGW6Uo/s72-c/jjjjjjjjjj.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-5608924913351108814</id><published>2008-12-14T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:18:04.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neptune</title><content type='html'>I once said that theres a trident attached to a tree it was a light shade of blue which glowed,it belonged to neptune.Imagine if this was true,the wonders of my mind i'd love it to be reality.I then went on to say how Neptune was unable to retrieve his trident as he could not leave the water,he came as close to it as he could yet he got nothing.However,Aquarius came along and took it,he laughed in Neptunes face and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that,I'd like to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-5608924913351108814?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/5608924913351108814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/neptune.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/5608924913351108814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/5608924913351108814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/neptune.html' title='Neptune'/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8673897817483906183.post-3260868147231087193</id><published>2008-12-12T02:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T09:05:53.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUI3su-foWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rSaoo2wqLds/s1600-h/me1+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUI3su-foWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rSaoo2wqLds/s320/me1+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278842954895565154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I would love to do just that yet it's impossible the only way of doing so is by putting pen to paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Theres so much that i would love to say,to make things that little bit easier in my mind but in reality it would only make things worse.You don't help matters.You come out with things,to me its a foreign language to you,it makes perfect sense.Maybe it's not right.Maybe i should close the doors for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUU8dZL7lnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JHEbQVTWEkY/s1600-h/ghfgh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUU8dZL7lnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/JHEbQVTWEkY/s320/ghfgh.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279692613836576370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8673897817483906183-3260868147231087193?l=leighkeates.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/feeds/3260868147231087193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-would-love-to-do-just-that-yet-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3260868147231087193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8673897817483906183/posts/default/3260868147231087193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leighkeates.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-would-love-to-do-just-that-yet-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Leigh Keates?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08699588805641317954</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUgI5xAlUQI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ZHKdTywqJ0M/S220/me1+430-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XGHaOAZyh1U/SUI3su-foWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rSaoo2wqLds/s72-c/me1+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
