<?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-6693680636516917686</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:12:53.811-08:00</updated><category term='BEGINNING'/><title type='text'>so whats down with stacey?!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-2375614451829422289</id><published>2008-08-16T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T05:01:45.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE'S BACK BABY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;OK, I admit that i am ashamed of my lack of bloggage over the last few months. After not posting for a while the idea of writing a blog becomes a really daunting task!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, i will start with a few updates...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKddaTStylI/AAAAAAAAADA/qZk9UvFyAtY/s1600-h/100_2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKdeINcyEgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1ffQ7B_fY_g/s1600-h/100_2605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235256586983838210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKdeINcyEgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1ffQ7B_fY_g/s320/100_2605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hayley and I did indeed do the 5km Race For Life (both in under 39 minutes), and raised £376 which was great! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKddnyLFUJI/AAAAAAAAADI/UJ3v3U27xJ0/s1600-h/100_2611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235256029906030738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKddnyLFUJI/AAAAAAAAADI/UJ3v3U27xJ0/s200/100_2611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My next charity thing is 'Operation Christmas Child' (also known as the Shoebox Appeal) &lt;a href="http://www.operationchristmaschild.org.uk/"&gt;http://www.operationchristmaschild.org.uk/&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My plan is to launch this at Southend Citadel Corps in the next few weeks. If you are at all interested then i will send/give you a leaflet/s... It is such a great cause: I get so much pleasure from hunting around the jewelery section of Primark to find little prezzies for the girlies! PLEASE think about&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKdbo2vhTjI/AAAAAAAAACw/vdZ_hWSvZyQ/s1600-h/STACEY+GRADUATION.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; doing one- it gives you a great excuse for 'testing' kids toys in shops!! Anyway, enough of my shameless plugging, i will carry on with my blog... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKdcGOI2cVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tPc5XwCPYOk/s1600-h/STACEY+GRADUATION.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235254353785680210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKdcGOI2cVI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tPc5XwCPYOk/s200/STACEY+GRADUATION.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have now graduated from uni (so long Reading!) and am about to embark on my FINAL year of education... well i say final, the fact is that after completing my PGCE i will be in the education sector until i am at least 70 years old (providing i can cope with the stress...and the kids!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also become extremely aware of my punctuation, spelling and general written English;* especially after Anna pointed out that my incorrect spelling of definitely (definately in my texts) had cost her a mark on a job application test! So please highlight my mistakes from now on, as an English teacher that cannot use correct the English is sure to stick out like a sore thumb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;* &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is this the correct use of a semi-colon? Oh, how worrying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the last few months David and I have had an overnight stay in Dublin (for his 21st) and a week in Calella (in the Costa Brava). Both lovely trips, with the later providing me with a lovely (yet fading) tan. Here is probably the most cheesey holiday picture of all time:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v307/200/54/507613208/n507613208_621056_166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not sure what else has happened really! I have fallen off the diet and exercise wagon &lt;strong&gt;completely&lt;/strong&gt; the last few months (and have subsequently cancelled my gym membership due to lack of funds). I am therefore waiting for Katie to purchase a wii fit and invite me round for yogo and disney!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel i have cleared the blog void, so i may well get back on track with updating this page. Sadly, i expect this will mainly be due to uni deadlines and general procrastination (that word is unbelievably overused nowadays). Whilst writing this i have also realised that it is unlikely for anybody to even read this blog, given that it hasnt been updated for over 5 months! Pah, i will be found via google by somebody; just like i have found John's in google images by typing 'Piriton advert' (1st picture on moderate search) and Katie (7th picture on moderate search) by typing in 'Leigh on Sea Salvation Army'- I salute you Miss Allen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, there is one more event i should share with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;My total obsession with The Tudors (BBC2 9PM Friday nights) has hit a new high. Last Christmas saw me spending 3 days solid rewatching the first series on DVD, but now David is cursing the TV schedules as i refuse to venture out on a Friday night for the next 7 weeks. My interest in the subject has found me going to the Southend library EVERY lunchtime to read up on 16th Century British History and even attending the 'Tudor Day' event laid on by the Council for the kids school holidays. The ultra sad thing is that my friends and i made up a group of four 21year old girls visiting a childrens history day, just minutes after leaving Sea Life Adventure (formally known to ALL of us as The Sea Life Centre) without any children in toe. What can i say, we are truly cultured!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235452952694233570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKgQuMucGeI/AAAAAAAAADg/LuoByGHX7s8/s320/Stacey,+Lucy+and+Henry+VIII.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMAZING!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-2375614451829422289?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/2375614451829422289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=2375614451829422289' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/2375614451829422289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/2375614451829422289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2008/08/shes-back-baby.html' title='SHE&apos;S BACK BABY!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/SKdeINcyEgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/1ffQ7B_fY_g/s72-c/100_2605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-3551171732312306436</id><published>2008-03-07T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:11:39.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RACE FOR LIFE-ING IT UP!</title><content type='html'>Me and Hayley (my sister to anybody who doesnt know her) are taking part in race for life this year on the 29th June in Southend, ESSEX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a very quick bit of blog-gage to ask/demand that you visit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/staceyedwards"&gt;http://www.raceforlifesponsorme.org/staceyedwards&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sponsor us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are running (or most probably jogging!) in memory of my nan who died 2 years ago after a short battle with cancer. It would mean so much if we could raise £200+ for such a worthwhile charity as Cancer Reasearch UK. So anything you have to dante would be grately receieved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are on facebook, you can also join our group (and invite others too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rdg.facebook.com/group.php?gid=24039710047"&gt;http://rdg.facebook.com/group.php?gid=24039710047&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image of me &lt;strong&gt;'traning'&lt;/strong&gt; for any sort of sport has got to be reason enough to sponsor us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174964712498448770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R9Eq_OWmyYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j6ElmlZx4CA/s320/PICT0246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We are so special aren't we!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-3551171732312306436?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/3551171732312306436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=3551171732312306436' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/3551171732312306436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/3551171732312306436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2008/03/race-for-life-ing-it-up.html' title='RACE FOR LIFE-ING IT UP!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R9Eq_OWmyYI/AAAAAAAAAB8/j6ElmlZx4CA/s72-c/PICT0246.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-6042735826003096167</id><published>2008-02-12T03:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:11:39.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing Times.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;After making the rather long and VERY boring journey to Reading this morning, i felt slightly peckish. I saw a Bagel Factory stand and pretty much ran over. After ordering a Stacey Special (plain bagel smoothered in Nutella please mr bagel man) i anxiously waited. I then had to run for the connecting train from Paddington, so left straight away. I did that thing of 'i really want to eat this now, but lets save it for when i sit down and the train pulls away, it will make it more special' routine. Well, when i opened the wrapper the overwhelming dissapointment as i peered into a box of a plain BUTTERED bagel. I actually wanted to cry. (Ok, maybe this post is slightly more superficial than Annas!!) I then planned my day around getting the CORRECT bagel (they have another bagel factory at Reading station) So i felt a bit calmer and ended up eating the 'tainted' bagel. (As you can tell, the diet has well and truly gone out the window!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="149" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/381859507_f69c8d94ef_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Try It!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;As i arrived at Reading, i felt like doing a bit of a good deed. Suprising after feeling so disheartened i know, but for some reason, when i am listening to The Choir Boys or All Angels on my ipod (please save the taunts; i know i am slightly lame) i get all full of this 'happy' buzz and feel i should give something back to the world (Very philosophical for me at 11am after waking at 6am). Anyway, i was walking past a Big Issue seller and was not shouted at and given the guilt trip for not stopping. (Have you noticed they do that 'would you like a copy...no?...ok well i hope you have a lovely day anyway ma'am' thing). So i stopped and gave him £1. He then informed me it was now £1.50. I had no more change, but he had pocketed the money so i left empty handed and slightly cheated. Ah well, its saved me from buying another bagel i suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R7GJKXEujYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SRBOkJS0FgU/s1600-h/MirPar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166061058656210306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R7GJKXEujYI/AAAAAAAAAB0/SRBOkJS0FgU/s320/MirPar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My final comment is about Neighbours and its *GULP* switch-over to second rate TV, Channel 5. Is it me, or do they have the ability to make even the greatest show on TV look poor? It is in default widescreen, which is just not right for a soap!! Plus the new 'digital' photography just makes it look like a cheesey film! Whilst i am on the subject of whats 'wrong' with Neighbours (please don't judge me yet) Am i really the only one who wants Oliver, Rebecca, Declan and the new Parkers to just GO AWAY!! Miranda Parker is quite honestly the most vile women i have ever clapped my eyes upon. Gone are the days of the light-hearted Timmins storylines and they have been replaced by a women running over a kid, an aneroxic teenage boy, a panic attack stricken lawyer and a well-loved character coming down witha serious and probably life-threatening illness!!! Also, the fact that the Parkers have just taken over Janae's house is utterly ridiculous. On a lighter note though the ad breaks are hopefully going to remind me to stop scoffing those Stacey Special's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-6042735826003096167?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/6042735826003096167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=6042735826003096167' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6042735826003096167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6042735826003096167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2008/02/testing-times.html' title='Testing Times.....'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/133/381859507_f69c8d94ef_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-6261920487411844351</id><published>2008-01-24T08:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:11:41.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am now 21.... how rubbish!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v164/200/54/507613208/n507613208_286877_1015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like Katie, the Murder Mystery night kinda 'kicked off' my celebrations. I then waited a hole week for the rest of the festivities to begin. I awoke on Friday 11th January feeling a mixture of excitement and trepidation- I was no longer twen-teen and therefore now an adult. How crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, my little brother Ryan came into my room and sang Happy Birthday to me at 7:45am (want sure whether to say thanks or throttle the kid for waking me).. i then got given a few prezzies from my mum and dad. Next, i received a phone call at 9am telling me David was on his way over. When he arrived i opened a couple of bits- a book, A NEIGHBOURS DVD (very exciting) a scarfy etc. I then opened a lovely silver bracelet, i then got matching earrings from his parents. My last prezzie was a floppy bit of paper- A VOUCHER! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAXcoiHNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/14HyzdrAZLQ/s1600-h/DSC00596[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159084882208627922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAXcoiHNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/14HyzdrAZLQ/s320/DSC00596%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAf8oiHOI/AAAAAAAAABE/rfjZMNtFplk/s1600-h/DSC00594[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159085028237516002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAf8oiHOI/AAAAAAAAABE/rfjZMNtFplk/s320/DSC00594%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAf8oiHOI/AAAAAAAAABE/rfjZMNtFplk/s1600-h/DSC00594[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAf8oiHOI/AAAAAAAAABE/rfjZMNtFplk/s1600-h/DSC00594[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAf8oiHOI/AAAAAAAAABE/rfjZMNtFplk/s1600-h/DSC00594[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It reads:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This voucher entitles:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stacey Edwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To a weekend in London. The weekend will include 2 nights at The Tower Hotel (English Breakfast inc), an evening meal at the 'Stock Pot' and another at an unspecified restaurant, a Saturday evening trip to the theatre, a ride upon the London Eye and a visit to the Tate Modern.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.....................VERY FUN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So i was told to pack my bags and within an hour i was whisked off to London. When we arrived we were greated by a rather amazing view:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159097595311824114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jL7coiHPI/AAAAAAAAABM/Q3svUMV_V3o/s320/PICT0331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And just to prove that this was indeed the view, we took a few pictures.... we are not super imposed- i would have chosen a better picture of me had that been the case!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jMbsoiHQI/AAAAAAAAABU/WCSFDJBsWrY/s1600-h/PICT0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159098149362605314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jMbsoiHQI/AAAAAAAAABU/WCSFDJBsWrY/s320/PICT0335.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jQUsoiHSI/AAAAAAAAABk/6i5Fy-5D4Jw/s1600-h/PICT0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159102427150032162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jQUsoiHSI/AAAAAAAAABk/6i5Fy-5D4Jw/s320/PICT0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly the London eye was having its annual maintenance service done over the weekend; which we found out after half a day of trying to get to Waterloo midst a shutdown of the circle, district and Hammersmith and city line (our hotel was at tower hill, so this wasn't great!) But all this aside, it was a LOVELY weekend, and as Katie mentioned, we bumped into her in Leicester Square. David must have photographic memory, as its him who spyed her after them only meeting once! I had been totally engulfed in the painstaking task to decide which show to see! We (clearly i mean I) opted for The Sound of Music. The only downfall was that David insisted i could not sing along. Instead, i mouthed the words just to prove to myself (and David) that i knew all the words just as well as Connie did.... we have all done it at some point so don't think any less of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my return home, i hurriedly put streamers around the house, and waited for people to turn up! Sadly, lots of people had gone to uni but to everyone who made it, Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v164/200/54/507613208/n507613208_286878_1278.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We played games- with Anna and Paul winning pass the parcel, and Katie and Claire winning 'the train game'. There was also a pick n mix section, chocolate fountain, and party bags. I am very pleased that people liked the playdough- its safe to say that i begrudgingly gave it away! I think we should also note the importance of this moment....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v164/200/54/507613208/n507613208_286875_167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;....also the fact that my mates boyfriend turned out the manically petrified of my cat helped make John look extra brave!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have begun the brain-taxing task of reading The Adventures of The Queen Mum by Harry Hill and painted a rather brilliant moo-cow money box. I made the mistake of writing 'Penny's' along the side, which now makes it look like it dosnt belong to me, but i can just turn him around if anybody named Penny attempts to claim ownership of him and his contents. I have also set up my sea monkeys... an awsome idea in my head, but since the eggs have hatched i am actually kinda freaked out by the little things...they look slightly unsavoury for my liking!! However they are in a very funky 'underwater castle'  so they are staying!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do you think i look any older?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v164/200/54/507613208/n507613208_286874_9928.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats my birthday update over then. I am 21. If i am asked for ID when i next go and see a 15 film i think i'll scream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-6261920487411844351?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/6261920487411844351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=6261920487411844351' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6261920487411844351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6261920487411844351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-now-21-how-rubbish.html' title='I am now 21.... how rubbish!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/R5jAXcoiHNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/14HyzdrAZLQ/s72-c/DSC00596%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-3927646306201446103</id><published>2008-01-07T06:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T07:55:42.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272256_7130.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Firstly, happy new year to you all! I saw the year in with a decidely average 'bang', in that a few of us were gathered around a tv and then played family fourtunes and trauma centre on the wii, which, may i add is a haunting experience! Anyway, this rather placid evening does seem slightly worrying when you are still only 20 years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, hope you had a lovely Christmas! It went rather too quick for my liking, but was, as ever, full of suprises. I.E. I got a sewing machine?!?! Very out of the blue to say the least, but i have rather come around to the idea now. My first obstacle is taking the hem up on some new black trousers. It did make me feel rather old though! Gone are the days of the mountain bike, pram and Mr Frosty; instead i find myself excited opening books on the origins of the English Language. This is partly the reason for my choice of 21st Birthday celebrations. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much persuasion by my mum i agreed to having a few people over for a bit of food and stuff. However, the idea has grown on me an my imagination had now taken over- it has escalated to a full blown kids birthday party, clearly minus the balloons though. I did dabble in the idea of fancy dress, but figured some people may not like the idea of just turning up to my house dressed as a power ranger for no real reason- i am open for objections to this! Anyway, i should be posting pictures of that in a forthcoming blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, for the Murder Mystery night. Never before have i seen so many white scarfs in one room! The acting skills of the dvd's characters was much to be desired, but then again, the frequently changing and rather obscure accents used by some of the guests (namely richard and charlotte) were just as bad! Oh and the music CD supplied with the game was interesting to say the least- so much to say that Ryan can produce better chords on his early learning centre keyboard! However all this tack made the night all the more successful, ending with yoga attempts and some guests questioning Ben's true sexuality (well, he seemed to enjoy the character a hell of a lot!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After posting the pictures on facebook John quickly reminded me that he cannot see them, and so i though id best share them on here. So pretty much this is directed at you JOHN- I spent about 2hours getting these on here!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272230_9370.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272228_8747.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rock-climbing, womanising, poll dancing murderer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272232_5899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272229_9053.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272231_9641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272233_6169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272240_3137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272234_6429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272237_2409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272235_6704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272238_2656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272239_2903.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272241_3612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272246_9791.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272242_3944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272243_4202.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272244_4467.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272247_51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272248_282.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272245_4802.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272249_524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now for the Human Pyramid attempts...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272250_768.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272251_5448.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272252_5733.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After some pyramid-unstabling bum-wiggling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272254_6278.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Culprit and the SUSPECTED THONG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272255_6557.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.facebook.com/photos-ak-sf2p/v167/200/54/507613208/n507613208_272256_7130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCCESS!!!&lt;/strong&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/6693680636516917686-3927646306201446103?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/3927646306201446103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=3927646306201446103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/3927646306201446103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/3927646306201446103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-ness.html' title='2008-ness'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-163103317998307074</id><published>2007-12-19T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T12:23:16.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ONE A MONTH- ive kept to it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK, first things first Anna- i count my monthly blogging as October, November, December etc NOT at least one between the 15th of each month- FACT! And so i have actually kept to my one-a-month goal! (I can already see that the grammar class last month has helped me no end. Beginning sentences with 'and' is totally acceptable right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, i am happy to announce that my 2 essay deadlines were met last week. Sadly though, whilst handing them in i was given a memo reminding me to 'keep up' the dissertation work over christmas. Nows heres a pickle.... i have nothing to 'keep up'. As with most students, i have great intentions come August-time, id been to the library and gotten out a few books, even bought a few. However, i have never opened these books and its now only a few months from hand-in. After overhearing a ridiculously studious student (hmm, theasauraus use here?!) declare to the whole english department 'ive written 2000 words so far', i first hit him (obviously i didnt 'hit' him) and then i began panicking. I dont even know the structure that it is to take! So my christmas is meant to be taken up with reading and other such boring nonsense. I doubt it will happen, but mum's told me father christmas will only give me presents if i am a good girl- do you think he expects me to have done some of this dissertation? Lets hope not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Being Christmas and all (how many times can i get that word into this blog!?), i have been fufilling all the traditions that i have created over the last few years. Most embarrasingly, this includes repeatedly listening to Cliff Richard- Together (his &lt;strong&gt;superb&lt;/strong&gt; Christmas album). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Now before you flood me with derrogatory comments (which may i add, i still havent worked out how to edit...so be slightly understanding of this if possible?!), the reason for my loving of 'Cliff' is due to my mother forcing me and hayley to watch the video IN FULL as children. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/arts/graphics/2006/12/14/bmplay14.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;WHAT A GUY!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The scary thing about Christmas is that no matter how much you dislike something, if you have done it for a couple Christmas's in a row, it becomes tradition and you just expect yourself to do it! I never used to enjoy caroling on Christmas eve with the YP; the coldness isn't great and the chance i may not be in bed by midnight quite frankly scares the bejeezers out of me. However, the fact that i have done it since i was 13 means i HAVE to do it. One thing i do know though is my love of mince pies can only grow- however these 3.5point beauties can do a lot of damage to the diet, along with the Croissants on Christmas morning and endless portions of christmas pudding... oh dear oh dear!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i appologise for the shameful length of this blog, but i will endevour to give you a thoroughly exciting account of the next few days/ weeks. Maybe i need my dissertation dealine to be brought forward- im sure that would entice me to write a few more paragraphs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-163103317998307074?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/163103317998307074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=163103317998307074' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/163103317998307074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/163103317998307074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-month-ive-kept-to-it.html' title='ONE A MONTH- ive kept to it!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-2821887479952185015</id><published>2007-11-15T07:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:11:41.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not as bad as i thought!</title><content type='html'>Well, after checking through everyone else's blogs to see how far behind i'd gotten in post's, i realised that most people have only dont one or two (and glyn, i think yours barely counts!!haha). I am trying to stick to my 'at least once a month' blogging-ness and so thought id update you on stuff thats happened to me other the past few weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, the gym has become a second home, which is lucky considering for my little brothers 4th birthday party i managed to eat about a 3rd of thomas the tank engine all to myself (said train was in cake form.) Ive now signed myself up for water aerobics on a tuesday evening aswell as my monday and wednesday classes...and i am wanting to start 'step' classes too, but think this is all just a very elaborate ploy of my unconscious to not venture near my dissertation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other form of procrastination is shopping. I have no money, but oh so much will-power to do it anyway! My addiction to christmas shopping is getting worse every year! I started back in September, and have now bought so much that my tiny box-sized bedroom wont fit anything else in it! I am now having to keep a full size power ranger costume in my underwear drawer, and its only November! To be frank (which i am not, i am stacey), i don't actually like receiving presents- the whole things worries me! The ...have i already got this gift from somebody watching me unwrap this one?.....do i need to feign a big grin for this?.... oh no its the wrong series/album and ive got this one but lets pretend i haven't... blah blah. I dont mean to sound ungrateful at all, its just i get so much more out of buying and watching people opening thier stuff. I suppose John just didnt have that problem at his birthday meal, you can never have too many pinapples, police camera lego men (that sounds like a tv programme!), kids books or special k keyrings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some great news in the form of indoctrinating my little brother.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133096791697273922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/RzxsVfLQNEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jvZkMmJKBzo/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; reeeeeeeeeeeyyyyy!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and David (my boyfriend to those of you whom do not know) have also attempted to instill some sort of style into the boy, check this out....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133097362927924306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/Rzxs2vLQNFI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ov1OPnlqU2c/s320/DSC00286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Very own, pocket sized Kanye West!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Finally, i will leave you with the news that this sunday we have a corps social, set in 'old london'. I am unsure on the points value of bangers and mash, but i plan to eat a lot of it! We are dressing in 'appropriate attire' for the time... Anna and i have been waaaay too into this whole dressing up thing i think! I will endevour to post pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that rather boring and random update, i best go as once again i am meant to be writing a presentation for university as we speak. Also, you will be pleased to know that i am attending a grammar class next week, so come next blog i should be able to write in coherant English, which is always a bonus for a 3rd year English student!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Til then x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-2821887479952185015?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/2821887479952185015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=2821887479952185015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/2821887479952185015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/2821887479952185015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-not-as-bad-as-i-thought.html' title='Im not as bad as i thought!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/RzxsVfLQNEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/jvZkMmJKBzo/s72-c/DSC00288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-8250011580398156072</id><published>2007-10-18T04:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:11:41.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROBABLY THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Oh yes... this is post numero 3 this month!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day began as most Mondays do for me now... i stay at a family friend's house in Reading, get a lift to campus and commence classes at 9am- 1pm. As soon as i finished i ran to the bus stop, but had missed the bus and so opened my tupperware and began eating my carrot and celery assortment. How very mundane i hear you say?! Well, after getting into the town centre... hiking to hobbycraft (which excited me no end, and managed to take up 1.30hrs of my time as i gazed at the 'hobby' and 'craft' facilities in awe (i like hobby and craft things))... I then HIKED back to the train station and headed into London Paddington. All very boring i know, but i didnt take the usual route... i instead headed to leicester square after an anonymous tip off (from glyn) that a magical place called cybercandy existed where i could purchase PRETZEL FLIPZ (see my blog earlier this month!).&lt;br /&gt;I knew this journey would add a hefty chunk to my journey, and was likely to consequent in me missing some/all of neighbours later on (Don't worry, i was breifed on the happenings of the 1.40pm programme so if i had missed it, i would still be on track for tomorrow.)&lt;br /&gt;As i arrived at leicester square i realised i didnt have the slightest clue where i was going, and the 3 foreign people i stopped didnt seem to know either (although they didnt seem to know any words in my hurried/ excitable english, so dirrections were kind of lost on them i think.) I FINALLY found it and there, 3rd shelf up on the right side of the shop were the little bags of heaven. I hurriedly bought all the stock they had left (sadly only 4 bags... £6 in total!!) and a can of mountain dew...obviously!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/Rxzh6nW6LlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pYvgtQDf6eU/s1600-h/PICT0192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124218873154514514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/Rxzh6nW6LlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pYvgtQDf6eU/s400/PICT0192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt WAIT to get home to once again, sample the delights of the sweet/savoury partnership... but hold on... i should really work out what dammage these bad boys will be doing to the diet, best get the ol' points calculator out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/Rxzj3nW6LmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JojO9mxWfnI/s1600-h/PICT0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124221020638162530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/Rxzj3nW6LmI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JojO9mxWfnI/s400/PICT0198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This news of 5 points per bag essentially means i will be eating a quater of my daily intake of food in one small bag of chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/RxzlAnW6LnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ado8WxXb2ow/s1600-h/PICT0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124222274768612978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/RxzlAnW6LnI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Ado8WxXb2ow/s400/PICT0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up not caring...eating them and realising they are actually 100% better than i remembered- RESULT!&lt;br /&gt;I am now off to the gym to try rid myself of the after- effects that are bound to haunt me at weigh in on Wednesday... Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;However i think you will agree that this discovery has made October the 22nd a great, great day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-8250011580398156072?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/8250011580398156072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=8250011580398156072' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/8250011580398156072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/8250011580398156072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/10/probably-best-day-of-my-life.html' title='PROBABLY THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/Rxzh6nW6LlI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pYvgtQDf6eU/s72-c/PICT0192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-8767557576788495068</id><published>2007-10-18T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T05:30:23.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The laughable life of Stacey!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, it is with great pride that i congratulate myself on blogging AGAIN this month... The only problem is i am likely to be seen as 'over-doing it' and inadvertently bore you! Therefore, i plan to keep it short and sweet and update you on a few things!&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, i have made it my quest this year (well...April onwards) to loose some weight.. ive managed 3 stone, but want to loose 1 more which just wont budge at the moment- i am therefore doing my upmost to get back on track! ...(here's where the 'laughable' bit comes in)... ive bought an 'Ab Trainer'. &lt;a href="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/410F70PSYWL._AA280_.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ec1.images-amazon.com/images/I/410F70PSYWL._AA280_.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know why this lady is smiling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, said piece of equipment looks easy to use when i see people using it at the gym, but i hadnt dared go in it there as 1. Id do it wrong, 2. Look a fool 3. Feel a bit of a pillock when all the slender fit people began whispering amongst themselves "yeh she is the one who rolled around like a complete goon on the mats last week..."&lt;br /&gt;I managed to put the thing together yesterday and have a couple of goes (blatently doing it wrong but i looked good according to mum), although i hadnt realised the size of it- it now takes up pretty much my entire bedroom. But hey-ho, i am being pro-active i suppose. Lets just hope i actually use it! Like i said, im also a member of a gym now. Im pretty proud/ suprised at myself for keeping it up actually (although it could be something to do with the fact that if i go at least 2 times a week i only pay £11.40 a month, compared the thier extortionate £42 pricing at LA Fitness.) I attend 'Legs, Bums and Tums' on a Monday evening and 'Yoga' on a Wednesday. The latter is pretty laid back, even though you are pretty much strecthing your body beyond recognition for 1.30hrs! But the Monday class.... Its something else! Lets just say the first week me and Claire went we were unsure we would move much, if at all the next day! But ive kept it up for a month now... suffered through the pain.. and what have a i gained... ZILCH! Infact i curse the girl in front of me whose rhythm, flexibility and pace would be enviable to an olympic gymnast- she is using up all the energy in the room and leaving none for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, the other big thing going on with me now is university. Living at home this year is very odd, but also very nice! The commute really isnt that bad (i say after week 2) and my modules seem OK. However i am already facing the biggest problem to all students- procrastination. Now, here is where i admit that as i write, i am in fact at Essex University library (i've travelled the over hour long journey to use thier facilities), and it has become clear that my second blog of the month is being published for no reason other than my dissertation summary, plan and bibliography are to be in by tonight via email.&lt;br /&gt;With this, i feel i best actually do something...maybe break some more faux pas and eat an apple at the desk or something, who knows, i am an anarchist, living on the edge. I will also advise that i have a presentation and 2 essays due in, in 2 weeks time, so know doubt you will hear from me then! x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-8767557576788495068?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/8767557576788495068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=8767557576788495068' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/8767557576788495068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/8767557576788495068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/10/laughable-life-of-stacey.html' title='The laughable life of Stacey!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-8395682303285876374</id><published>2007-10-04T05:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T05:33:59.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im an awful person!</title><content type='html'>I have just realised how bad a sister/blogger i am!&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i have just looked on my blog to find that ive only made 3 posts this year (and 2 of them were on the same day!)... i am ashamed and appologise to anyone who has the decency to check my site regulary in hope that i have shared some hillarious anacdotes or insiteful thoughts. I am going to do my upmost to remember to blog, because lets face it- im pretty interesting and its only right i share this with you!&lt;br /&gt;Now, here is the part i become a bad sister. In my sudden realisation at 11.30am this morning that i do infact have a blogspot, i sat reading other peoples (probably your) blogs. In particular, after reading and commenting on &lt;a href="http://www.mitchenstein.blogspot.com/"&gt;Johns&lt;/a&gt; blog about the end of special k youghurty, i decided to once again start up my quest to bring back Pretzel Flips, a cause that began back in 2003-2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cybercandy.co.uk/acatalog/1116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.cybercandy.co.uk/acatalog/1116.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These AMAZINGLY good treats got me through year 7 and 8 at school (and probably aided me to putting on weight at the time) but hey- they were grrrrrrreat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sugarstand.com/images/csc/csc0015c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://www.sugarstand.com/images/csc/csc0015c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst at sixth form in 2003-04, i started a petition to bring back said chocarific sweets/snacks (i dont know how to class them!). I managed to get the whole of the sixth form, the heads of year and my teachers to sign, also a few younger school children i could hassle without fearing being told where to go! 165 signitures later i thought i had my case (that out of 170 people asked to sign, 165 did!) However, the long strived over list was then placed carefully into the boot of my car... and there it remained until last september (2006) when my car went off to be serviced... i now dont know where i put it! I will not only make it my mission today to look for it, but to find some contact details of nestle to persuade thier swift return to our shores (they are still sold in america apparently... along with lucky charms.... dont get me started on lucky charms.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i have totally missed the part where i become a bad sister. In my overwhelming sense of responsibility to get 'the flips' back into our shops, i failed to realise that i should have picked my little brother up from playschool over 15 minutes before. This was bad enough, however to add to this, i was still in my night attire. &lt;br /&gt;There comes a time in any activists life when they have to ask themselves whether thier cause and quest are interferring with family life... maybe mine has already come to light, even if after only being alive for around half and hour. &lt;br /&gt;BUT NO. I ran, got changed and picked him up (the lady in charge is scary at the best of times, so being late seemed to aggrevate her a great deal... i just  grabbed the boy and ran!) Now, i feel bad because i literally sat him down in front of Power Rangers Mystic Force (not a patch on the originals- Billy, Jason, Trini, Zac and Kimberley... Tommy was a bit later) to tell you my story. &lt;br /&gt;I have, however become a better blogger in negleting the child, therefore im not so awful after all!! &lt;br /&gt;Hurrah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-8395682303285876374?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/8395682303285876374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=8395682303285876374' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/8395682303285876374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/8395682303285876374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-awful-person.html' title='Im an awful person!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-5548259267617813354</id><published>2007-04-29T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:11:41.975-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it rains...it pours! (in blogging terms)</title><content type='html'>To add to my previous post, as i was writing i heard craking...i thought it was fireworks as my neighours had a big bbq today and still had people over. Just as i hit 'publish' i heard a bang and felt really hot... looked out my window and my neighbours MASSIVE shed was in flames... so i did the sensible thing, rang 999 and got those boys to put the fire out! Words cant really desribe the fire, so much to say that 2 other sheds went up, 3 houses full fences went up, and there are now screaming neighbours threatening that they will to 'knock yew out!' to eachother as i write. &lt;br /&gt;ITS ALL GO IN THE DING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...who can work in these conditions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housemate took this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/RjUdS46cM8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ULG_0U3Wpbk/s1600-h/DSC00319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/RjUdS46cM8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ULG_0U3Wpbk/s400/DSC00319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058981966772974530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CITING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the firemen are still outside and ive already added the video onto youtube- have a look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IcIUnguyAYo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IcIUnguyAYo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all meant to be revising so this has taken our undivided attention for the last few hours!&lt;br /&gt;Thought id share... twas all much fun (no-one was hurt so im alowed to state that!)&lt;br /&gt;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-5548259267617813354?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/5548259267617813354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=5548259267617813354' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/5548259267617813354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/5548259267617813354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-it-rainsit-pours-in-blogging-terms.html' title='When it rains...it pours! (in blogging terms)'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v48tAB26v-I/RjUdS46cM8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/ULG_0U3Wpbk/s72-c/DSC00319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-6131478424373141990</id><published>2007-04-29T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T14:13:01.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staceys pearls of wisdom</title><content type='html'>Well, tonight ive finally digested the fact that procrastination will not help me in my degree.... its taken 2 years to realise, but at least its now sunk in...&lt;br /&gt;It may seem ironic however, that as soon as this small piece of knowledge came to me, i decided to again do everything &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; revise, and so share such thoughts with you!...ah the beauty of blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have travelled to Reading two times this week- i now live at home in  essex, and so commute to uni there. In my travels have realised some astonishing facts:&lt;br /&gt;1. I become very agitated when people DARE sit next to/ opposite me&lt;br /&gt;2. Opening every window in the carriage may see a good idea at Southend, but by the time your at Wickford your fffffreezing- no matter how hot it is outside&lt;br /&gt;3. Nobody closes windows, no matter how fffffreezing they are&lt;br /&gt;4. Business men do fart. (this latter fact suprised me- for some reason, i thought a posh suit equated dignity- but no, they seem happy for sound and everything to catch the whole carriage's attention)&lt;br /&gt;5. Its not OK to laugh out loud at farts on a train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 5 was found out the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am in 'the Ding' as we speak, without TV and so i reach my final pearl of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;If you know you are about to go somewhere without a TV for 3 days FOR THE LOVE OF GREEN FELT TIP PENS (which i do love- very much) remember to set your video recorder for a daily installment of Neighbours! If Glenn Forest lays a finger on Janae's man she is going to have a lot to answer for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just have to watch Harry Hill's TV burp on youtube for 3 days straight as to console me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP YOUR MITS OFF GLENN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-6131478424373141990?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/6131478424373141990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=6131478424373141990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6131478424373141990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6131478424373141990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/04/staceys-pearls-of-wisdom.html' title='Staceys pearls of wisdom'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-5439075960492190560</id><published>2007-03-29T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T05:38:01.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first of 2007!</title><content type='html'>Well, i haven't posted for...well...at all this year, so after the harsh words from john, i thought i better start again!&lt;br /&gt;So here's an update on me...&lt;br /&gt;I have moved back from Reading to *GREAT* Wakering! I will be going back for exams and a couple of revision sessions, but other than that i am an Essex girly again...bliss!haha. So next year i will be commuting up there (long round trip- about 5 or 6 hours each day I'm there!) but I've worked out i will save on rent, and also save my sanity by staying at home for my final year. Doing my dissertation will be a slight nightmare not being near my uni library, but i will try using Southend's facilities and maybe pop up to Essex uni with David when I'm desperate for more stuff! &lt;br /&gt;Ive redecorated my room here at home... the bright blue and black walls were slightly year 9 grunger-esque, so I've opted for magnolia and khaki green... Ive also now discovered that I'm much more suited to a career in interior design rather than English! (my room looks FIT as!)&lt;br /&gt;My last update is that i have managed to get a job, I'm now working as an administrator 2 days a week on a building site in Rochford...fun fun fun! Although i do have my own loo under lock and key (very citing!) I was also let loose on the stationery catalogue on Monday, so think i may have now used up a lot of the budget on highlighters and colored paperclips (its a seriously embarrassing obsession... i could live in WH Smiths for all the stationery stuff there!)&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it- my life in a couple of paragraphs! Very sad isn't it!&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, me and Hayley watched Jackass 2 last night... cried laughing... i think Hayley just cried! haha&lt;br /&gt;Right- my first installment of neighbours is on now so I'm off...lets hope i manage to post again in the next couple of months (anything to keep SOMEONE off my back!!)haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-5439075960492190560?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/5439075960492190560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=5439075960492190560' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/5439075960492190560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/5439075960492190560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-i-havent-posted-for.html' title='The first of 2007!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-6739897790147012726</id><published>2006-12-11T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T07:11:07.467-08:00</updated><title type='text'>big cook little cook?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.venda.com/bbcshop/ebiz/bbc/invt/bbcdvd1878/14332lrg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://media.venda.com/bbcshop/ebiz/bbc/invt/bbcdvd1878/14332lrg.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, from the title i guess you are expecting me to share with you a cookery mishap... i wont bother, needless to say i managed to blow up my microwave today- mum wasnt best pleased from my phone call as smoke poured from the kitchen....&lt;br /&gt;Mum- "are you sure you just havent burnt something?"&lt;br /&gt;Me- "No mum, its an electrical smell"&lt;br /&gt;SORRY...BUT WHAT DOES ELECTRIC SMELL LIKE?!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe i shared a slight cookery mishap... but heres what im actually blogging about- Kids Tv documentaries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being home from uni i am watching cbeebies pretty much 24/7... not by choice obiously...!!&lt;br /&gt;There are some really.... shall i say 'good'...programmes, such as Ballamory. However, recently i have found the new wonder which is documentaries in the programmes- mainly 'big cook little cook' and 'come outside' (the one with the lady from open all hours and pippin the dog in a plane!-i think it was on mid 90's too)...occasionally teletubies has them aswell (when they watch the videos AGAIN AGAIN on the 'chosen ones' tele-tummy!!) They visit factories and show you how stuff is made- this morning i was shown the smarties factory- in particular the blue smartie- AWESOME... i hope my english degree helps me into that field!haha. The other day i watched one about how post gets all around the country- granted, pippin and aunty mabel actually got there the same time as the postman arrived to deliver the letter they had posted, but it was an 'alf interesting!&lt;br /&gt;I just thought id share this as im sure we all find ourselves with some spare time... or at a need to procrastinate from time to time!&lt;br /&gt;that is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-6739897790147012726?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/6739897790147012726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=6739897790147012726' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6739897790147012726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/6739897790147012726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2006/12/big-cook-little-cook.html' title='big cook little cook?!'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6693680636516917686.post-1601859842305687666</id><published>2006-12-04T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T15:23:02.789-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BEGINNING'/><title type='text'>So it begins....</title><content type='html'>At this time of year we are provided with the idea of new beginnings (or is that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Easter&lt;/span&gt;?!) anyway... i decided i would start up this blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thingy&lt;/span&gt;...i doubt very much i will keep it going for long, or at least update it much, but i figured after just being set 3 essays, now is the time to find other stuff to do!&lt;br /&gt;I am so far unaware as to whether A. anyone will read this, and B. what i should actually write.... i expect sharing with you my best fart moment of the day &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;isn't&lt;/span&gt; really what most people will want to hear about, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; sure i will share this kind of information with you from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;So sit back and await to hear of the fun goings on in my world....&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, maybe not fun, but goings on none the less!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6693680636516917686-1601859842305687666?l=malibustacee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/feeds/1601859842305687666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6693680636516917686&amp;postID=1601859842305687666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/1601859842305687666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6693680636516917686/posts/default/1601859842305687666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://malibustacee.blogspot.com/2006/12/so-it-begins.html' title='So it begins....'/><author><name>Stacey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18094489349729831000</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
