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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:dejected-tear.blog.co.uk,2009-11-09:/</id><title>Dejected-Tear</title><link rel="self" href="http://dejected-tear.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dejected-tear.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-09T10:25:02+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:dejected-tear.blog.co.uk,2008-02-20:/2008/02/20/finally_happy~3757486/</id><title>Finally Happy</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://dejected-tear.blog.co.uk/2008/02/20/finally_happy~3757486/"/><author><name>Dejected-Tear</name></author><published>2008-02-20T21:53:49+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T21:53:49+01:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;I'm not actaully depressed and wanting to moan today like i normally am, its really weird&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Basically me and Mike are still having argument but things are also a lot better, i feel like i can trust him a lot more now, and he just makes me feel good about myself&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I'm actaully really happy &lt;img src="/img/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif" alt=":D" class="middle" border="0"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;anyway im sat here drinking some wine, cos Phils just come online and well... it still annoys me when he's all happy about his girlfriend
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	&lt;p&gt;For months i've been waiting for my birthday to come so i can legally drink but now i cant wait for it to be over.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I invited as many people as i could, i mean its my 18th and i want to celebrate it with my friends, but apprently a dance comp, a piano lesson and a family meal or work are all more important&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I was really looking forward to my party but now its just going to be a total sham, at least i guess it really shows you who your real friends are
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	&lt;p&gt;Anyway the other person was speaking to me like i'm a child, when im 18. Fair enough she has to tell me what to do, but she speak to me really rude and proper shouts, even though i already had a migrane. I was actaully nearly crying cos she was really rude.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And i like this guy, but as per usual he doesn't like me back. I mean we're mates but nothing more, which is depressing, cos i thought he liked me but he doesn't *sob*. I was actaully really hoping i was in work this to escape it all, but its my only night off till sunday!, what bad luck
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