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<rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><title>Prose Before Ho's</title><link>http://whatruththinks.blog.co.uk/</link><atom:link xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" href="http://whatruththinks.blog.co.uk/feed/rss2/posts/"/><description>The mildly interesting and occasionally witty musings and remarks of a young girl, and her feeble attempts at expressing human emotions.</description><language>en-EU</language><generator>MokoFeed</generator><ttl>10</ttl><image><title>Prose Before Ho's</title><link>http://whatruththinks.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/a6/f5aa030415b06f8e47cf10ea0b275a_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Brave new world</title><link>http://whatruththinks.blog.co.uk/2008/09/02/brave-new-world-4673221/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:whatruththinks.blog.co.uk,2008-09-02:/2008/09/02/brave-new-world-4673221/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 19:52:43 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;Firstly I am very sorry! Since I came back from Crete everything has just been manic and I have neglected my blog duty, I promise I will be good from now on.&lt;br&gt;
So I got my GCSE results (9 As and 3 A*s &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;) and last week I started college. I think I mentioned in my first post that I was going where hardly any of my friends were. There was only really one girl going who I was friends with and she has now given up and gone to 6th form at our old school, so it's basically just me. I have a delightfully eccentric English Literature teacher who just might live up to the standard set by Mrs Totty last year, but I'm still finding it difficult. Not knowing anyone is so hard when I've come from a place where I knew everyone, and I talk to people in my lessons but then come lunch they have their own friends and I have to eat with people I don't know. Everything is suddenly different and that scares me to death. Also my boyfriend got 2 As and 2 Bs in his A levels which means he got into Edinburgh university. So when he leaves I'll be all on my own and everything will be even more different. My parents keep telling me how brave I'm being, going to a new college and attempting a long distance relationship, but I'm tired of being brave. I don't want to be brave, I want things to be easy. I suppose I just have to keep going and hope that things get better - and that applies to both I guess - but I wish things were different. Or should that be, I wish things were the same.&lt;br&gt;
I apologise for the shortness and of this post and also for being a little less articulate (and a bit more moany) than normal, I have to get up at 6 every morning to get the train and I'm a little tired and emotional.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://whatruththinks.blog.co.uk/2008/09/02/brave-new-world-4673221/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><comments>http://whatruththinks.blog.co.uk/2008/09/02/brave-new-world-4673221/#comments</comments></item><item><title>Jollidays</title><link>http://whatruththinks.blog.co.uk/2008/07/07/jollidays-4417528/</link><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:whatruththinks.blog.co.uk,2008-07-07:/2008/07/07/jollidays-4417528/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 22:48:10 +0200</pubDate><description>	&lt;p&gt;This isn't really a proper entry, just to let everyone know that tomorrow I'm off on holiday to Crete for 3 weeks!&lt;br&gt;
So if I don't reply to your messages I'm not just being rude &lt;img src="/img/smilies/graybigrazz.gif" alt=":P" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt;
I promise to deliver a proper blog upon my return.&lt;br&gt;
Kalinicta!
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I'm not really sure what one is supposed to say in these things, I mean I don't have a specific message to give out to the world or anything, I'm just writing about my life in order to develop my writing.&lt;br&gt;
In light of that I suppose I should tell you something about myself: I've just done my GCSEs so now I'm enjoying my summer/trying to get a part-time job/worrying about college. You see there's a 6th form at my school but I don't want to go there so I've applied to this really great college that's meant to be one of the top top top ones in the country. The trouble is that in going there I'm taking myself away from all my friends who I love to bits.&lt;br&gt;
I digress. I do have other things going on in my life at the moment. I have a boyfriend -Luke- who I am head-over-heels in love with &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_smile.gif" alt=":)" class="middle" border="0"&gt; Whenever someone under the age of 20 says that people scoff and roll their eyes and use phrases like "oh don't be silly" or "you're too young to even spell love" or even the dreaded two words that make the whole world cringe "puppy love" But I think people forget what it was like to be young and in love for the first time. How suddenly everything is not necessarily &lt;em&gt;different&lt;/em&gt;, but somehow &lt;em&gt;more&lt;/em&gt; than it was before. It's special because it's all new, and I don't think anyone has really forgotten their first love, whatever they say.&lt;br&gt;
What else do I like? I suppose to put it briefly: old things. I love all the classic literature like the Brontes and Jane Austen (I have a particular love for her but I'll save that for another blog, I tend to ramble where Jane is concerned) and I love vintage clothes and jewellery. I sometimes feel like I was born too late, I just love the way things were in the past. Everything was more personal, more real. I know that sounds unbelievably hypocritical coming from someone who is at this moment communicating with total strangers over the internet &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_wink.gif" alt=";)" class="middle" border="0"&gt;If i could I'd write everything by hand and always send letters instead of emails or myspace comments, but the post isn't what it was in Jane's day. I also have more things to do than she did.&lt;br&gt;
Anyway, I think this will be a sufficient introduction to me and my blog, I intend to write once a week, and I promise they won't all be as random and slapdash as this one, there will be a topic. And who knows? If I feel brave and creative I might even try out some actual writing on you people. I aim to have written a novel by the time I'm 30, so judging by the pace of this blog I'd better get cracking.&lt;br&gt;
Watch this space.
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