<?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-7455325030529110013</id><updated>2011-07-08T14:04:32.838+01:00</updated><category term='chloe weaver hell yeah shes buff lol ;D'/><title type='text'>i♥chloeweaver.com</title><subtitle type='html'>Love is a single soul inhabitated in two bodies.♥</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-3660718534692963565</id><published>2010-09-22T15:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:57:13.832+01:00</updated><title type='text'>EnOuGh NoW bYe</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;G'byeee&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything you want too (:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-3660718534692963565?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/3660718534692963565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=3660718534692963565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/3660718534692963565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/3660718534692963565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/enough-now-bye.html' title='EnOuGh NoW bYe'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-5782949736519812666</id><published>2010-09-22T15:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:55:22.946+01:00</updated><title type='text'>i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Urm, I love you too anonymous person?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything you want too (:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-5782949736519812666?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/5782949736519812666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=5782949736519812666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/5782949736519812666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/5782949736519812666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-love-you.html' title='i love you'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-3602032954994181459</id><published>2010-09-22T15:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T15:54:49.269+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Love yourself, You are beautiful
- From smeone you don't even know exists.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;I'm really not. But thank you, lol. If you tell me who you are then I'll know you exsist?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything you want too (:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-3602032954994181459?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/3602032954994181459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=3602032954994181459&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/3602032954994181459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/3602032954994181459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/09/love-yourself-you-are-beautiful-from.html' title='Love yourself, You are beautiful&#xA;- From smeone you don&amp;#39;t even know exists.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-6358162467071582850</id><published>2010-08-23T18:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:58:19.492+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you an ant?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Afraid not :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-6358162467071582850?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/6358162467071582850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=6358162467071582850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/6358162467071582850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/6358162467071582850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/are-you-ant.html' title='Are you an ant?'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-2389163568953029797</id><published>2010-08-23T18:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:58:13.370+01:00</updated><title type='text'>if u could re live a moment what would it be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;seeing My Chemical Romance live all over again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-2389163568953029797?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2389163568953029797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=2389163568953029797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2389163568953029797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2389163568953029797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/if-u-could-re-live-moment-what-would-it.html' title='if u could re live a moment what would it be?'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-1289227329618710819</id><published>2010-08-23T18:57:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:57:18.135+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Can I have your Babies?? :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;You may indeed (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-1289227329618710819?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/1289227329618710819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=1289227329618710819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/1289227329618710819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/1289227329618710819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/can-i-have-your-babies-d.html' title='Can I have your Babies?? :D'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-4626791381561148431</id><published>2010-08-23T18:57:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:57:11.751+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hay how are u :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Hey. I'm good thanks. How are you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-4626791381561148431?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/4626791381561148431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=4626791381561148431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/4626791381561148431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/4626791381561148431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/hay-how-are-u-p.html' title='hay how are u :p'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-3920805739724681883</id><published>2010-08-23T18:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T18:56:58.397+01:00</updated><title type='text'>you  have the biggest talent than most girls what cant u do lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="formspringmeAnswer"&gt;Ahaa, do you really think so?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure. Everyone has their own talents and I'm not very talented at all. &lt;br /&gt;As for you question, I can't ride a bike? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="formspringmeFooter"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://formspring.me/OMGbitchcakes?utm_medium=social&amp;utm_source=blogger&amp;utm_campaign=shareanswer"&gt;Ask me anything&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-3920805739724681883?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/3920805739724681883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=3920805739724681883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/3920805739724681883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/3920805739724681883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/08/you-have-biggest-talent-than-most-girls.html' title='you  have the biggest talent than most girls what cant u do lol'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-2687089555953186209</id><published>2010-05-15T22:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T22:51:49.669+01:00</updated><title type='text'>sun,sun,sun...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iyarrrr,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;long time, no writing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been doing actual jack shit interesting lately, just band practise, exam revision and other crap like that (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just been out with my best mate Josh today, we never get up to much but we make each other laugh. The little things in life, things that aren't usually funny, actually make us crease up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been writing poems and songs alot lately as well, so hopefully get them posted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here's some links for youuuu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/chloeweaverx"&gt;www.facebook.com/chloeweaverx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bitchcakesandscreams.tumblr.com/"&gt;www.bitchcakesandscreams.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/chloerosexo"&gt;www.myspace.com/chloerosexo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/xmcrxfanxkidx"&gt;www.youtube.com/user/xmcrxfanxkidx&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Promotion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fighttheempire"&gt;www.myspace.com/fighttheempire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/fighttheempire"&gt;www.facebook.com/fighttheempire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thecitycalls"&gt;www.myspace.com/thecitycalls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-2687089555953186209?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2687089555953186209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=2687089555953186209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2687089555953186209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2687089555953186209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunsunsun.html' title='sun,sun,sun...'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-553155367949096631</id><published>2009-11-12T16:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-12T18:04:36.786Z</updated><title type='text'>why does it always rain on me? ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The weather outside is HORRIBLE, I had to walk home from school and I'm drenched.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shakespeare Festival was alright I guess, We did it. The girls did us proud. I was like a mum at the end of it, I was really proud of them all. Onstage I felt fine really comfortable but the waiting in the dressing room was hell. The most nail biting moment of my life.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Between then and now, haven't really been up to much.  I went to see Michael McIntrye on the 14th October 2009 and Green Day 1st November 2009. They were both amazing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;School at the moment is a complete drag. I'm hating it, theres so much homework and coursework I don't like many of my lessons and certain people make me feel intimidated. FUN. Performing arts isn't what I thought it was, I just dont feel the same about it anymore, I get bored easily and ever so more paranoid about mucking up and letting the girlies down. Only time will tell, however, whether it improves or what's better; If I improve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway off to update the ELLIEemotional blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you mean it. x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-553155367949096631?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/553155367949096631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=553155367949096631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/553155367949096631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/553155367949096631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/11/why-does-it-always-rain-on-me.html' title='why does it always rain on me? ♫'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-8795598422334831973</id><published>2009-10-05T16:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T18:26:22.477+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"If music be the food of love, play on."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey, Hey , Hey!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I haven't written in a while, so I thought it's only fair to keep you updated. This Thursday is the Shakespeare Festival at the Point in Eastleigh. I'm actually really scared, I thought it was going to be easy as pie, but obviously not. I'm actually finding it really hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have so much coursework to do, well okay it's only science but like i havent started the actual essay yet just notes AND citizenship homework to do. I actually went to do RE homework yesterday, and i had already done it. Lol, bonusss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My mobile has stopped working, like all sony ericssons it keeps turning itself off and on again, but this time it didn't turn back on and I cant get it to turn on I've tried everything. Taking battery out, charging the battery. Waiting then try turning it on. and nothing. so I have a shitty nokia phone atm, well I suppose really I am lucky to still have a phone - I'm still pissed though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fight the Empire played with WiL Francis - AMAZING. They were well better than WiL anyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fight the Empire are playing with My Passion 21st October 2009 @ the joiners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;See you there ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you mean it .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-8795598422334831973?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8795598422334831973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=8795598422334831973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/8795598422334831973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/8795598422334831973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-music-be-food-of-love-play-on.html' title='&quot;If music be the food of love, play on.&quot;'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-1014921126873603125</id><published>2009-08-26T20:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:11:42.735+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Will you still love me tomorrow?"♪♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Alrighh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Just to let you know I have a new post on my book's blog &lt;a href="http://www.ellieemotion.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.ellieemotion.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; I would very much appreciate it if you'd give it a look and follow it. I appreciate all support I've had so far and thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fight the Empire are playing the Talking Heads this saturday, so I'm going to go see them.  Monday is Legoland. :D&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow is exam results day, and all i can do is hope and pray i have passed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been so bored lately I wrote a poem, yeah I know it's a little bit shett. BUT we can all live with shet poems aye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Best Friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Step by step&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we're holding hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;through thick, through thin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where trouble stands. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You have me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and I have you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when disaster strikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we'll shine through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We'll shine bright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on cloudy days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;unlike 'them' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;our friendship stays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shet poem is over. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I have to do citenzenship essays and drama powerpoint presentations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you - Mean it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-1014921126873603125?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/1014921126873603125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=1014921126873603125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/1014921126873603125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/1014921126873603125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/08/will-you-still-love-me-tomorrow.html' title='&quot;Will you still love me tomorrow?&quot;♪♥'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-176058552344637745</id><published>2009-08-20T22:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T23:17:52.873+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun ain't gonna shine anymore...♪</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Evening. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have been contemplating something, I thought that I should make another blog for EllieEmotional ; The book I am currently in the process of writing. This way I can add snippets of the book (and it's sequals) and comment on it without worrying about taking up to much space for other topics. Well, I'll set one up anyway and if it goes tits up I can also delete it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;On the 31st August I'm going to Legoland for my birthday, however my birthday isn't until the 6th September. I just wanted to do something before the holidays ended. It will be Mum, My Sister, My brother, My Boyfriend and myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;People think I talk very posh, but thing is, I sort of see where they're coming from but I don't think it's a particulary bad thing. I would rather be well spoken and sound even the slightest bit intelligent, than speak like this: &lt;em&gt;"Ite, yeah sup. I was like down the chippy wiv ma mates the ova day and we like mugged some old geezer for his money it was a mash up init."&lt;/em&gt; and sound completely thick as shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Most listened to song today is 'How to save a life' by the Fray. I don't know why, but I think this song has beautiful lyrics, even if there are slightly grave in themself but it's an emotional song which gives me all sorts of ideas to write about when writing books. This is how I come up with story lines to my books; I listen to lots of different types and pieces of music. Whether it being rock, hip-hop, indie, metal, rock n roll, musicals, RnB or orchestral every song tells a different story you just have to explore the lyrics deeper to find the meaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I made cupcakes todayyy, I was so excited when I began making them they smelt lovely. I got a bit annoyed when I was icing them though. I dipped the tops of the cupcakes into the icing sugar and because some of them rose funny shapes it ran off them. But they taste yummy still! ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Times harsh, friends come and go, but in that time you will realise what friends truly matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love you, mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;εïз&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-176058552344637745?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/176058552344637745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=176058552344637745&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/176058552344637745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/176058552344637745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/08/sun-aint-gonna-shine-anymore.html' title='The sun ain&apos;t gonna shine anymore...♪'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-7522207344197528241</id><published>2009-08-17T18:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T19:35:49.688+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a gift, that's why it's called the present. εïз</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SomSqwdFIAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2zxOEZRpgx0/s1600-h/Bristol+7-11+Aug+09+(82).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370985293875060738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SomSqwdFIAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2zxOEZRpgx0/s200/Bristol+7-11+Aug+09+(82).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;❀&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;The image is of the canal boat we hired in Bristol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Saturday I went to the common with Jamie, Sammeh and Ryan. It were a pretty relaxed afternoon. Yesterday, I got my ears pierced in Claires Accessories. I've always wanted them done but wussed out everytime, haha, but I don't even know why I did wuss out because it didn't actually hurt at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Today I met the new doctor in my local surgery - he is well buff! But he told me I had to have blood tests - I don't get on well with needles. bugger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For my birthday my mum is taking me to Legoland, I haven't been to Legoland since I was nine. It's actually good for me because I'm not a roller coaster fan so I wouldn't dream of going to Thorpe Park or Alton Towers. LL has smaller rides as well as bigger ones, and I've already been on most of them so I know what they're like. I'm such a wimpface. &lt;strong&gt;(○_○)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;I bet you're all wondering what's happened to the book I'm writing? No?! Well, I'm going to tell you anywho. I've written another chapter to it, and it is the build up to the second main event that happens in the whole book. I have also planned the sequals to it aswell, so none of the main characters die - but one character does. Here's another short snippet from the book:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“He’s a cool bloke, your uncle.” Alex said laying across my bed. “He’d be the kind of person I would like my dad to be like. If I ever get to meet him that is.”&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah he is. He’s my art teacher.” Jenny added. “The best damn teacher I’ve ever had I’ll tell you that, Thing is some of the girls in my class fancy him and because I know he’s your uncle, Els, it makes it quite creepy.” I smiled, I didn’t have Rodge for art. Instead I had Mrs Pollywalter, The meanest old trout on the planet - Well, she hasn’t exactly been nasty to me. some of the girls have told me that she is though. “I do miss you Ellie in art though, it’s the only lesson I’m not with you.”&lt;br /&gt;“Same here, before the teachers found out I was related to Rodge they were pretty wary about how close we were and that’s why I was moved out of his art class. Didn’t think to move me out of his tutor though did they? Stupid T-”&lt;br /&gt;“They thought there was something going on between you two, how bloody ridiculous. Anyone who knows your uncle would know that he ain’t that sort of bloke.” as Alex finished his sentence Rodge opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;“It is bloody ridiculous.” he started, he sat down in the chair by my desk.&lt;/em&gt; . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;There will be more soon, When I have completed the book I will post it on a site so you can read all of it. I'm going to edit photos now, I have nothing else to do in my boring lil' life of mine. I'll listen to music too. Cold War - Fight the Empire. Good song (y).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love you, mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&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/7455325030529110013-7522207344197528241?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7522207344197528241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=7522207344197528241&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7522207344197528241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7522207344197528241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-is-gift-thats-why-its-called.html' title='Today is a gift, that&apos;s why it&apos;s called the present. εïз'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SomSqwdFIAI/AAAAAAAAAEc/2zxOEZRpgx0/s72-c/Bristol+7-11+Aug+09+(82).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-7599434323670415641</id><published>2009-08-11T21:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T22:00:04.953+01:00</updated><title type='text'>we're all going on a summers holiday ♫</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;"&gt;GUYS!&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; ♥&lt;/span&gt; I've missed you ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been to Bristol and I'm back in Southampton. It went all so quick and I really want to go back, It was absolutely amazing! We left Friday about half four in the afternoon, all packed and ready to go. We got to about half an hour into the two hour drive when my Grandparents car broke down. Now bare in mind we were going to stay with my nans cousin + Husband  and my parents hadn't been to their house for a good ten year. We had to sit for an hour in a lay by for the repair man. He then told us that their car was in the shit (fer sure) and that they'll have to be towed back home again. So, My parents drove my sister, brother and myself on up to Bristol. We arrived about half eight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Saturday;  we woke up at half eight, had a cooked breakdfast and then went for a walk to Iron Acton wier. It was a very pretty walk, around rivers and through fields of flowers and woodland. I took alot of photos for my photography portifolio, and we stopped by in the local pub 'The Lamb' and we had a drink and played frizbee with the frizbee that my dad fished out from the wier.  We were joined by my grandparents and a little later on back at the cottage we had a barbeque and played boules. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sunday; We woke up about the same time and went to Wales for the day. We visited a the 'Big Pitt' mine, and went down into the old coal mines and got to wear sexy miners gear. We explore all the laberynth of tunnels and got a tour by an ex coal miner.  It was the most interesting thing I'd ever got to do.  Afterwards we went to Carleon which has lots of Roman ruins and museums which we took a look at. Then we drove back into bristol and found a restaurant to have  a meal in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Monday; We had to wake up at seven because we were going to the canal half an hour away and we had booked a canal boat (Rosie and Jim boat) for nine a clock and we had to go for an introduction at half eight.  We hired out an amazing little canal boat for the day and it was so calm and peaceful - great photo oppertunities. I was a really long and tiring day but an ace one at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Post photos in my next blog post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love you, Mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;☮&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-7599434323670415641?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7599434323670415641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=7599434323670415641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7599434323670415641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7599434323670415641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/08/were-all-going-on-summers-holiday.html' title='we&apos;re all going on a summers holiday ♫'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-5946240808866781793</id><published>2009-08-06T19:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T21:44:31.715+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;This holiday has been pretty relaxed to be honest. I am going away tomorrow, only to Bristol mind, but it's time off from Southampton anywho. Last Saturday I went to a family party and was reppin' it out with the oldies.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Haaha, But yeah it was good. I have found out that all of my family have creative sides, My mum's cousin is over in LA doing CGI for films and shiz, Another member of my family Lewis is a trained Actor and has performed a show at the Point in Eastleigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I had a Harry Potter fest with Holly - My Harry Potter twin. We watched Harry Potter movies 2 -5 because we couldn't find number one, lol. We also made Harry Potter cupcakes, and played Harry Potter Scene it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;That's all for today. Just log on to : &lt;a href="http://www.detentionwithsnape.forumotion.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.detentionwithsnape.forumotion.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks, love you - mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366954066810431314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SntASdYS51I/AAAAAAAAADk/GY2R72Z6G6w/s200/HarryPotterFest+3.8.09+(11).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-5946240808866781793?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/5946240808866781793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=5946240808866781793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/5946240808866781793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/5946240808866781793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SntASdYS51I/AAAAAAAAADk/GY2R72Z6G6w/s72-c/HarryPotterFest+3.8.09+(11).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-624253549249100087</id><published>2009-07-23T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:49:31.131+01:00</updated><title type='text'>hey, you guys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I really want to say is how bloody happy I am at the moment. I have one thousand million reasons to be happy and all of them are just sooooooo wonderful. And before you ask or even think it. I am not drunk or drugged up. lol. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it's the six weeks holiday now, schools out. It's time to have lots of late nights, lay ins until 11am, computer games, dvds, spend time with mates. it's the time to let your hair down, paint your nails and dye your hair bright colours. There's no teachers for six weeks to lecture us about the boring hair policy or tell us to take our nail polish off, or to confiscate jewellery. We can do what ever we want (within reason). &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOWEVER, I have homework to be doing. But can it wait? OF COURSE IT CAN. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JOKE TIMEEEE:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what's a twip?&lt;br /&gt;a twip is what a wabbit makes when he wides a twain.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah, I'm kind of rubbish at telling jokes. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know what else to write on, except i'm so obsessed over Harry Potter again it's unhealthy. LOL. Anyway, here's some more of my novel 'ELLIEemotional'.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;“Blimey girls, you’re only going to an ice-cream parlour. You’re both dolled up as if you’re going clubbing.” Mrs Young joked. I loved Jenny’s mum she was no taller than us, mousey brown hair cut into a bob. She was younger than my mum was, being only thirty and much funnier. Jenny obviously hadn’t told her about Alex yet. “Jen pull your skirt down a bit you look like a hooker, Why didn’t you put jeans on like Ellie? You can tell who the sensible one out of you two is, it’s winter for heaven’s sake.”&lt;br /&gt;“I have thick tights and ugg boots on, I’m not going to be that cold.” Jenny responded pulling on her coat. I grabbed mine too and we set off.&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived Jenny shot out of the car quicker than I’d ever seen her go. “Thanks mum, bye!” she exclaimed dragging me off towards the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;Once we were inside we waited for Alex outside the Parlour. “Are we early or is he late?” I questioned regretting not putting on an extra layer. The frost was lying blanket like over the ground and the fountain which was positioned in the middle of the ‘quad’ was waterless. There were a sea of brightly coloured bobble hats, scarves and winters coats. Couples, families and groups of friends were all shopping happily in their thermal gear whilst chatting amongst themselves. Christmas music pervaded the air, whilst a group of boys ran towards the roller disco laughing and cheering each other on. The heavy sleet certainly didn’t dampen the mood.&lt;br /&gt;“He’s slightly late, but it doesn’t matter we haven’t been here long ourselves.” answered Jenny, she was bound to have been in her darling Alex’s defence anyway.&lt;br /&gt;“And we rushed, you could have put on something warmer. You’re going to be freezing by the time he gets here. He better give you his coat.”&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m fine. I wouldn’t want him to be cold would I? it’s not fair.” Jenny snapped. I sighed, and waited in silence for him. Boys are so unreliable. A good fifteen minutes later Jenny seemed to have given up hope and disappointedly turned to me. “Shall we go get a milkshake now? I don’t think he’s gonna show.” I nodded almost at once - I didn’t have to hesitate, My body felt numb with coldness and my fingers were bright red and stinging.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, Off to the land of nod I go - Where the sheep jump over fences, and I live with prince charming in a mahoosive castle in the land of far far away, where Shrek and Donkey are on quests, and Marvin &amp;amp; Dory are still finding Nemo.&lt;br /&gt;Night you gorgeous reader you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love you, Mean it. x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-624253549249100087?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/624253549249100087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=624253549249100087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/624253549249100087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/624253549249100087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-you-guys.html' title='hey, you guys!'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-973981146321808656</id><published>2009-07-20T20:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T21:36:57.561+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hey Guys (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's great to be writing again, I know it hasn't been that long since the last entry. I have one and a half days left at school until the summer holidays which are going to ace this year. Me and Holly are doing the a major Harry Potter fest, and setting up the tent in my garden, getting Harry Potter 1 - 5 DVDs, drawing lightening bolts on our foreheads, I love snape up our arms, cupcakes with HP written on them, Holly's portable DVD player, alot of sweets and popcorn and a whole night of Harry Potter related shit.&lt;br /&gt;We're also planning a day out at Mayflower park, where we then are going to walk aouthampton walls and visit the Tudor House museum and we also might see Lazy Town @ the Mayflower theatre, cos we're really that amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Expect photos. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I went to see the sixth Harry Potter film saturday evening, after a horrible morning it cheered me up so much just to see the cast again. I love Harry Potter and this film was one of the best yet. Ok, so they added and removed scenes but it really didn't matter. The actors portrayed the characters really really well and I wasn't dissapointed. Crying @ Dumbledore. But not dissapointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Rumors are that the next school production will be 'Hairspray' which is also rumored to be coming down to the Mayflower Theatre. But I will note back whether this is confirmed or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Had my hair done today, but apart from that did sod all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;More soon sexiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love you, mean it.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-973981146321808656?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/973981146321808656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=973981146321808656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/973981146321808656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/973981146321808656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_20.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-2992805566662829410</id><published>2009-07-06T22:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:30:09.821+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Hello everybodyyyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;How have you been? good? GOOD :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I have had a really busy weekend, and got a really busy week coming up but all is good. Anywhos. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WEEKEND:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well, weekend just gone I stayed round my grandparents. We went to Alton for the day and it was a great oppertunity to get some good snaps for my photography portofolio I am making up shortly. We arrived at a field where 'Sweet Fanny Adams' was said to have been murdered and we wondered through it. There was bees, butterflies, and brightly coloured flowers to take pictures of, It was AMAZE. We then stopped of a Calshot beach where we had fish and chips on the sea front and I decided to take a walk with my Little Brother Harry and my grandad. I took a few photos of the waves crashing against some pebbles and boats that were gliding past the water. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355461970103324514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SlJsSZAfT2I/AAAAAAAAACo/dB7JZ7l9XWo/s400/DSC01341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355460815853696802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SlJrPNF7tyI/AAAAAAAAACg/IMzQXvsOypo/s400/DSC01327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;THIS WEEK:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok, well this week is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WIZARD OF OZ&lt;/span&gt; the school's production. I am stage management which is basically all backstage shiz. I am curtains and bubble machine. OH HAPPY DAYS! They are performing it tomorrow, Wednesday and Thursday. Then Friday it's Sports Day - always fun. Not. But I s'pose this year it'll be ok my tutor group are awesoomeeee. (Y) Well, I'm not doing anything however some of my friends are so I will cheer them on and that. THEN OFF TO GUILFORD! Guilfest - Fight the Empire are playing Friday! &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/fighttheempire"&gt;www.myspace.com/fighttheempire&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, gotta hit the pillow for the land of nod. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Bye, Love you mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peace&amp;amp;love,peace&amp;amp;love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-2992805566662829410?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2992805566662829410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=2992805566662829410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2992805566662829410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2992805566662829410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SlJsSZAfT2I/AAAAAAAAACo/dB7JZ7l9XWo/s72-c/DSC01341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-145631202934197334</id><published>2009-06-12T22:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:24:30.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;iyaaah. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;Well well well, Haven't blogged in a while. How is everyone. All good? Goodo (Y)&lt;br /&gt;everyone is obsessed with Twitter at the moment i presume? Well you can all follow me: &lt;strong&gt;chloerose&lt;/strong&gt;  In all honesty though, it's more just for me to look popular y'knowww.  I'm currently listening to My Chemical Romance - I've almost forgotten how cool they actually are. Oh the shame. Bob's drumming is awesome, I hope I get as amazing - but for now I'm shet. I've completed my Pantomime now, All printed out and ready. I'm not sure what's it ready for as of yet, but it's ready anyhow. I'm continuing with my novel now called: 'EllieEmotional' it's a bit of  shet title but I couldn't think of anything else. Ah, well.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just checking whether I can add videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c234914071452dc9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc234914071452dc9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331160895%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3152FC628082F92DB6620798159C1741D167BA8.782B3A4AF2A65CA4189FE0C9B7CBB52454757B4C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc234914071452dc9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df6MlLgBxWT1oKDQxI-XCbzpGMIs&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc234914071452dc9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331160895%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3152FC628082F92DB6620798159C1741D167BA8.782B3A4AF2A65CA4189FE0C9B7CBB52454757B4C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc234914071452dc9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Df6MlLgBxWT1oKDQxI-XCbzpGMIs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, in a bit love you mean it. x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-145631202934197334?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c234914071452dc9&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/145631202934197334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=145631202934197334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/145631202934197334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/145631202934197334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_12.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-4338114730393824725</id><published>2009-06-03T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T21:56:19.351+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey it's me, again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Weird day today tbh. I hated PE as always, but today was worse of all. Don't wanna go into detail, but i felt like shit afterwards. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;ANYWAYY, I really want to go out to do some photography. I have quite a few photos at home but i wanna go out someplace. August 7th I am going to Bristol for the weekend. It's really pretty there, so im going to do some photography there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cupcakes&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343207314707264034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SibivkJlMiI/AAAAAAAAACY/VZ9_53E53KE/s400/photography+10.5.09+(4)+(Small).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;This is just one example of pictures i have been taking, i have taken loads, so I'd get them posted to my deviant art and Link you soon.&lt;br /&gt;Right, I have to go now. I'll write more soon, probably tomorrow as i'm not doing anything of great importance just going to town to get some shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Anyway, love you, mean it. x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-4338114730393824725?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/4338114730393824725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=4338114730393824725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/4338114730393824725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/4338114730393824725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SibivkJlMiI/AAAAAAAAACY/VZ9_53E53KE/s72-c/photography+10.5.09+(4)+(Small).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-1195184189558866414</id><published>2009-05-30T23:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:40:23.114+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;iyahh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's me Chloe, obviously. I'm on my parents computer tonight. Good Britains got Talent final, aye? glad Diversity won. See, thing is I usually boycott television programs like this because I think it is fixed, and I was about to switch off because I thought it would be Susan Boyle who won and then it'd deffo be fixed but she didn't and I'm glad. Part of the fact I'm happy also is that I adored Diversity and I voted for them. I am so happy for them. SO it's a saturday night, it's 17 degrees celcius apparently, it's 11:21 pm atm. I'm awaiting for mother dear to get home. LMAO mother dear, &lt;em&gt;did i actually just type that? &lt;/em&gt;yes i did. How embarrasing, lmao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm writing a song out of shear bordness it's about teenage life. It's not going to be amaze cos i'm meant to be just focusing on the panto, but hey ho that's hows life goes. Can't stop writing. OOOOOh, I got my free swimming card today, so if any of my girls wanna go swimming - just ask ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOST HAUNTEDDD&lt;/em&gt; is on. I haven't watched this show in ages. Bloody love it, I used to be major obsessed with it, never missed a show, had the dvds, badges, signed photos, postcards, posters, signed backpack, wrote fan fictions, on forums all day, had the t-shirt. Well I still have it all. I like another ghost hunting show now called 'Ghost Hunters'  and the team's called 'TAPS'. It's an american show, and its awesome. Americans bring us the good shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Found out a while back, the christmas show at the mayflower is a new panto written especially for the mayflower by director and one of my idols Michael Rose. WOO. He wrote last christmas' Cinderella Panto, and directed White Christmas and the Wizard of Oz. It's going to be about Santa Claus (played by Roy Barraclough) vs Jack Frost and will also star some bloke from 'Gladiator' and Steven Mulhern from Britains got more talent, the britains got talent tour and he also is a childrens presenter and magician. Go on &lt;a href="http://www.the-mayflower.com/"&gt;www.the-mayflower.com&lt;/a&gt; to find out more. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;right i'm off now anyway, school next week (Boo!) get to see my girlies though. I'm thirsty, so let the great voyage to the fridge begin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cheers and more tomorrow or when ever i can be arsed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Love you, Mean it. x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-1195184189558866414?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/1195184189558866414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=1195184189558866414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/1195184189558866414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/1195184189558866414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_30.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-4184256521532842307</id><published>2009-05-25T18:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T23:10:25.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;suscribe me on youtube pleasey squeezey: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/xmcrxfanxkidx"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.youtube.com/user/xmcrxfanxkidx&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;So, anyway. I have had a bit of a boring week, more eventful than it has been previously though. How long does it take to upload a video to youtube? Jesus Christ. Um, Well I have a bruise on my leg and I know what you're thinking So what? I get bruises on my leg all the time. BUT you haven't seen mine it is humungus! okayy, it's around 15cm and blue, with a hint of purple and yellow. Very attractive (: and if i'm lucky you may be asking how it happened, even if you don't want to know, i will tell you anyway. I was beaten up by a gazibo. Fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Do you have any idea how lonely it is waiting for someone to text you back? no? pretty lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;This week should be good. Jamie came round today. Nothing tomorrow, possibly sunbathing in the garden? Common Wednesday. Jamie's Thursday. and the rest of the week i have no idea. (:  I am meant to be going to see 'Dreamboats and Petticoats' at the mayflower cos it's my sort of era of music. I love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I really have to start finishing of things i have been writing. like my novel and my panto. My panto is nearly finished anyhow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Another snippet from my novel!!   This is from the bit where the main character Ellie is in her Drama Lesson. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Animals? I thought teachers were meant to tell us to stop behaving like animals not encourage it!&lt;br /&gt;“I’m a monkey!” Jenny suddenly yelled. I turned to face her and gave the sort of shut-up-your-embarrassing-the-both-of-us look. She ignored it and danced around the circle waving her arms madly around in the air making chimp noises. Oh god! Jasmine screamed excitedly and got down on all fours. She started crawling around panting and growling at girls who looked like they would rather die than join in. But shortly more and more girls were dancing or crawling around the floor. Miss Preston beamed happily, laughing at some of the girls. Jasmine by this time had taken Jenny’s shoe in her mouth and was crawling as fast as she could away from her, whilst Jenny galloped after her screaming angrily in a sort of monkey language. A bird-girl danced dreamily past me flapping her arms as I decided to sit down. This was so stupid. Miss Preston meandered over to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;So yeah there's another part of it, I can't wait to get to the main story line, this is just the build up. It's going to be amaze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And here's a snippet from Act Two of Cinderella The Pantomime.  Enjoy &amp;amp; I will write more soon. Buh Byes for now x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ella:&lt;/strong&gt; The Prince does hold some pretty nice balls, I like the songs they play and the dancers. I always thought I could be a ballet dancer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt;: Fat chance. I personally like the little wrinkly things on sticks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ella:&lt;/strong&gt; The cocktail sausages?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam:&lt;/strong&gt; No, the old people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ella&lt;/strong&gt;: huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prince&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(as if mocking ugly sisters)&lt;/em&gt; Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dandini&lt;/strong&gt;: As well as ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prince:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(at the same time).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dandini&lt;/strong&gt;: Not blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ella:&lt;/strong&gt; Excuse me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prince&lt;/strong&gt;: Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ella:&lt;/strong&gt; I don’t have to stand here and be insulted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sam&lt;/strong&gt;: No, She can go anywhere and be insulted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-4184256521532842307?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/4184256521532842307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=4184256521532842307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/4184256521532842307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/4184256521532842307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_25.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-8278126829348819048</id><published>2009-05-06T20:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:21:33.079+01:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been meaning to post something for a while now and i've never got round to doing so. So, hello. I have realised how much my friends mean to me without them i would be nothing - my life wouldn't be worth living. they are like the foundation to a house, the make me strong and without them i am nothing.  the four-day weekend we just had was well good (Y) On Friday I went round Kaycee-Lou's house and we had a vainfest cos we're sexy muthafxckers. Saturday and Sunday i just wrote more to my novel. Monday I went for a picnic with Holly. We played football with a high school musical ball, cos we're fxcking awesome.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I donno what else to write about - how hard is it to write about what you have been up too? My drama at the moment has been shxt cos like, she made me play a wall and its like wtf? but you told me i was better than that. arrrrgghhhh. teachers! ):&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Heres another snippet from my novel;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;“Girls have you been listening?” Mr Stevens had noticed us talking.&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah we have.” I answered him.&lt;br /&gt;“Well then, can you tell me what the geometric mean of this on the board is?” he pointed to the white board.&lt;br /&gt;“The geo- what now?” I exclaimed. What on earth was he talking about? A girl in class, Jasmine’s hand shot up.&lt;br /&gt;“I take it you don’t know? Well then can you tell me how to find the mean out?” Mr Stevens was certainly trying to get to me.&lt;br /&gt;“Um no.” I replied, Jasmine’s hand shot up again.&lt;br /&gt;“Pity.” Mr Stevens said simply. “Random question, what is a Venn diagram?”&lt;br /&gt;“A diagram of Venn?” I guessed. Mr Stevens laughed, Jasmine looked like she was about to explode.&lt;br /&gt;“But if you look over there you’ll notice Jasmine has her hand up, I’m sure she knows the answers to the questions. Why don’t you try her?” I suggested to him.&lt;br /&gt;“But I was asking you Elissa.”&lt;br /&gt;“But I don’t know, do I? If you ask Jasmine she will tell you the corrects answers. Then me and anyone else who doesn’t understand will get it.” I said. Mr Stevens looked like he was about to explode of anger but even still he moved on to Jasmine. Who with no doubt told us the correct answer, although I have to admit I wasn’t listening to her at all. All I could make out was ‘yadda yadda, yadda, blah, blah, blah.’ resulting in the lack of work I was able to produce by the end of the lesson.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-8278126829348819048?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/8278126829348819048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=8278126829348819048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/8278126829348819048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/8278126829348819048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-2039902958066689490</id><published>2009-03-13T21:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:49:55.492Z</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SbrM_swjfCI/AAAAAAAAACI/7UDlr1aJqU0/s1600-h/fall+out+boy+6.3.09+(25)+(Small).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312784105155558434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SbrM_swjfCI/AAAAAAAAACI/7UDlr1aJqU0/s400/fall+out+boy+6.3.09+(25)+(Small).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; I went to see Fall Out Boy at the London O2 Arena for my mum's birthday. They were amazing! they were supported by Hey Monday and Kids in glass houses. I missed Hey Monday cos we got lost on the way there, I caught their last song. I didn't really like them. Kids in glass houses were reeeeaaalllyy good also. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fall out boys songs you have to listen to:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I don't care, 20 dollar nose bleed, beat it (jackson cover), Ringing in my ears, Sugar we're going down, Thriller, The carpal tunnel of love, The take over the breaks over, it ain't a scene, hum hallejuah, thanks for the memories and what's this (from nightmare before christmas [cover])&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, moving on. I have written more to my novel. Ray (: i actually love fall out boy and MICHAEL JACKSON! idols much? Other idols include John Partridge, My Chem (esp Ray -Yum and Bob - Mazing drummer), Marilyn Manson, My drum teacher, Matthew Kelly &amp;amp; Chrissy Biggins- A wierd one I know, but they're soo lovely and actually amazing. AND CRAIG MCLAUGHLIN I LOVE HIM - in a non sexual way. He's a laugh. x&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312792724994447202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SbrU1cKS12I/AAAAAAAAACQ/H7Lfp1J83ds/s400/numu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;^ Me and Craig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Fight the empire&lt;/strong&gt; are a decent band, listen to them yeahhh? if you know what's good for ya. They're proper amazing and get to know their fans. Their recorded an album in the same studio as Kids in glass houses and had an offer from the guy who done 3 Stereophonics albums and the Foo fighters. AMAZING MUCH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;School is shit as usual. But yeah thats all im up too, done some cakes the other day all by myself. Yeah they were amazing and yummy. Making cookies soon. Recipes coming soon. :'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOVE YOU - MEAN IT. x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-2039902958066689490?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2039902958066689490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=2039902958066689490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2039902958066689490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2039902958066689490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/03/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SbrM_swjfCI/AAAAAAAAACI/7UDlr1aJqU0/s72-c/fall+out+boy+6.3.09+(25)+(Small).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-6232056748680605626</id><published>2009-03-03T17:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T18:49:04.190Z</updated><title type='text'>&gt;=[</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;what is up with people nowadays.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;You can't walk down the road without seeing a complete and utter tosser. It reeaaallly annoys me, nobody understands what the fuck i am feeling. All the AAANNGGEERRRRR - I could scream righ' nowww!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-6232056748680605626?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/6232056748680605626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=6232056748680605626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/6232056748680605626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/6232056748680605626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='&gt;=['/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-7088932516633364554</id><published>2009-02-26T20:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:57:24.489Z</updated><title type='text'>oioi ;P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alrighh'. Well we have basically finished school for the week, we have a academic planning day tomorrow - we only have to go into school for 10 minutes to talk to our form tutor. It's also national doodle day tomorrow. (=&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm currently waiting for my sponsor form for Comic Releif. I'm pretty unsure on what to do right now, I'm thinking about getting sponsored to do the thriller dance or my own evolution of dance. (&lt;a href="http://www.evolutionofdance.com/"&gt;www.evolutionofdance.com&lt;/a&gt;   - the first one is better than the sequel). Or i could be boring and do a predictable sponsored silence. I'm open for ideas though, so if you got any comments welcomed. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm also waiting for Fall Out Boy tickets to arrive, to next friday's gig at the O2 arena in London. Guess who's supporting? Kids in glass houses and Hey Monday. Don't ask me who hey monday are because to be quite honest with you I don't have a clue, but i looooooveee Kids in glass houses.  It's my mum who actually wanted to go, because it's her birthday next sunday and she LOVES fall out boy - she absoloutley ADORES them,trust. So, yeah I'm going to make her a card and a birthday cake, and I'm going to try get her a 'Birthday girl' badge - the one with the ribbons. Reyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;righ' now i'm doing nothing. Well, actually I'm contemplating whether to re-do my industry for my Film Studies coursework. I was ill the day i thought it was meant to be due in, so i gave it to my mum to hand in at the office, they said they'd put it in her pigeonhole, but i dno whether she has it. . . ?  so yeah i may do that, but we should be sort of finished coursework for a while after next week until we recieve our math statistics coursework back with targets to improve. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;It's been pretty stressful the last few weeks, well the last month. With all coursework, homework and school in particular and my chest still hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;But yeah anyway, its all good now, i can relax a bit more which take the strain of chest. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;Byee, Love you - mean it. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-7088932516633364554?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7088932516633364554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=7088932516633364554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7088932516633364554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7088932516633364554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/02/oioi-p.html' title='oioi ;P'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-2117315260252155162</id><published>2009-02-22T17:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-22T17:31:31.079Z</updated><title type='text'>=[</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Argh, I don't think anyone understands how much I am dreading school tomorrow. I hate school, especially now i have this bleedin chest infection. It hurts me when I walk, I've been trying to walk as little as possible. But anyway, today JOHN PARTRIDGE was on 'something for the weekend', yeah he's buff. Capital B - U - double F.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I got my hair done today aswell, nothing much really. Just re-dyed brown and had layers put back in. Jamie's coming round laters so I get to see my boy. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I do have coursework but do you know what? i cant be arsed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;so yeah that's today, piece of crap really, more tomorrow if i can be bothered yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;byee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-2117315260252155162?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2117315260252155162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=2117315260252155162&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2117315260252155162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2117315260252155162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='=['/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-2437920737665231007</id><published>2009-02-21T21:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:16:05.931Z</updated><title type='text'>i love myselffff ;D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;... and i do. What's the point in hating the way you are when you only have one life as that person - live it to the full i say. Strut your stuff, don't give a shit what people say. Do &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt;  change for anybody. So yeah, right now i'm in LOOOOOVEEEEE with facebook, and now my boyfriend has it it's all worth it. i love jamie very much - i do. deffo gonna marry him.  I'm excited for christmas because they are getting Barbra Windsor down hopefully with my Chrissy Biggins! Which means a certain john partridge(!) may be down to watch Babs? Anyway after christmas they were meant to have my favourite musical atm, Hairspray but cancelled it. They are having Mary Poppins and The Rocky Horror Picture show down though, i'm looking forward to it! My mum also has a box office job @ the mayflower as well as supervisor and duty manager so as soon as the best seats come out my mum gets first pick. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;As you know i'm into creative writing and aswell as my script I'm also writing my own novel, check this snippet out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;“Girls are you paying attention?” Miss Lawbridge came over to us, and leant on the desk. “Well Answers?” her breath smelt strongly of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;“Yes Miss.” We both replied - Jenny gagging a bit.&lt;br /&gt;“Good.” She carried on babbling about things to do with Shakespeare. Oh, how wonderful he was, and how amazing his play Macbeth was. We took notes on what she was saying, Well, we tried. Miss Lawbridge seems to droan on forever about unimportant topics.&lt;br /&gt;As Jenny secretly doodled on a piece of crumpled paper, I started to remember all the topics that had almost sent our class to sleep. Our very first lesson, we had to write our own poems and journal entries, and got a long, dreary lecture about different types of poem. Back then I was always sat by myself, so these boring lectures seemed a thousand times worse than they actually were. A few of lessons after that, which would have been nearer October, It had started to get quite cold outside. So not only were our ears bleeding, we were also turning into ice cubes.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny sniggered uncontrollably as she passed me her drawing. I looked it and too started giggling. She had drawn a ‘stickman’ version of Miss Lawbridge. Exaggerating her grey curly hair into a grey afro, Glasses which were too big for her face and an angry facial expression. She noted at the bottom: if I were more artistic I would of drawn on her sexy floral skirt and spotted blouse. I drew a speech bubble coming out from the picture’s frown and wrote: Girls! Are you listening to me, dribble on about things that won’t effect your futures and will just bore you to tears.&lt;br /&gt;Jenny let out a loud high pitched laugh - of which stopped Miss Boring from carrying on her lesson - and banged the table. She had tears in her eyes from where she was laughing so much, I stared at her. “Babe, It weren’t that funny” I said, now aware Miss was looking at us with her arms crossed, and the exact angry facial expression she was wearing in the doodle. This sentence made Jenny roar with laughter, and also made us get a thirty minute detention after school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-2437920737665231007?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/2437920737665231007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=2437920737665231007&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2437920737665231007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/2437920737665231007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-love-myselffff-d.html' title='i love myselffff ;D'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-7024172219734514355</id><published>2009-02-12T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:50:59.756Z</updated><title type='text'>Y'know ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;y'know what the funny thing is... When I'm bored i think better ideas for my scripts and novels i'm writing.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a short snippet from the cinderella play i'm writing, It has lots more to come though and lots more before it. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and Ella enter, rowing about the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I told you we shouldn’t of flown from terminal five.&lt;br /&gt;Ella: How was I meant to know our bags would get lost.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Yes well, despite of that I enjoyed our holiday, *drops to a whisper* Even though we’re b-r-o-k-e (as if spelling it out.)&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Oh, Don’t remind me about that. I found a really nice handbag out there as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Actually sister, I found it.&lt;br /&gt;Ella: I think you’d find I actually did, It suited me better anyway. Me being the prettiest. *poses*&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I wouldn’t say so.&lt;br /&gt;Ella: How dare you, I have a face of a saint.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Yeah, a Saint Bernard.&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Well, If I had a face like yours I’d put it in a wall and throw a brick at it.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: If I had a face like yours I’d put it in a brick and throw a wall at it.&lt;br /&gt;Ella looks offended.&lt;br /&gt;Buttons: Welcome back … um … girls? (as if he can’t remember their names)&lt;br /&gt;Sam: *sighs* Sam and Ella. Get it? *Buttons looks confused* Stupid&lt;br /&gt;Ella: As well as ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: (at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Not blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: So, Buttocks.&lt;br /&gt;Buttons: It’s Buttons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: (at the same time)&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Whatever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Where’s our step-father?&lt;br /&gt;Buttons: He just went home to… *Buttons pauses as the Baron enters* (looking at audience) What a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;Baron: Girls! It’s … um … nice to see you.&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Hello Daddy, I was wondering…&lt;br /&gt;Sam: We were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Yes that‘s what I said, We were wondering whether we could borrow some money to go to town to get a dress for the ball. I saw a really nice dress in the window of Top shop.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: I saw a nice one in Jane Norman.&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Ew!&lt;br /&gt;Sam: What are you Ewing?&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Jane Norman is so tacky, and so last year. Daddy tell her your giving the money to me.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: No, tell her your giving it to me.&lt;br /&gt;Baron: Ah, yes. I was going to talk to you about that. See, Financially I’m not doing well at the moment, So I was rather relying on yours and your mothers money to… Where is your mother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sam: She got stuck over in Spain.&lt;br /&gt;Buttons: I thought she’d put on weight.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: Oh, You cheeky… *slaps Buttons round the head*&lt;br /&gt;Ella: Actually she got stuck over there because our grandfathers really ill. We’ve come back for the Royal Ball, We’re not really meant to know about until later on in the play.&lt;br /&gt;Baron: Oh, I see. Well, I’ll see what I can do. *Baron exits*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-7024172219734514355?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7024172219734514355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=7024172219734514355&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7024172219734514355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7024172219734514355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/02/yknow.html' title='Y&apos;know ...'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7455325030529110013.post-7898666005172368716</id><published>2009-01-27T17:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:01:20.342Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chloe weaver hell yeah shes buff lol ;D'/><title type='text'>First Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ok, This is my first blog on blogger/blogspot ever. Very Exciting ;D&lt;br /&gt;I'm probably just going to tell you about the play script I'm writing at the moment, future productions, photography, concerts and general shizz like that.&lt;br /&gt;SOOO, At the moment I am writing my own script of my own version of the pantomime Cinderella. It's taking me a while to write it, cos the jokes are really really bad. Proper christmas cracker jokes. I've sort of got ideas from pantomimes I've seen aswell. It was really inspired by the pantomime at The Mayflower, of which I met the cast. Matthew Kelly and his son Matt Rixon really inspired me to write my own script and take my acting further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;The Drama Club at school is back on, we have a few things lined up. We have Creative Arts Evening on the 12th February. We're not really doing a play, just real life statues. Then we have the Shakespeare Festival of which, i think, we're performing 'Twelfth Night'. Last years Shakespeares Festival was performed at The Theatre Royal in Winchester, I'm really hoping ours will be too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;So yeah, that's basically just an outline of what's going on. I'll get back soon and post my script - or what I have so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Thanks - Much love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Chloe. &lt;strong&gt;xoxo.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7455325030529110013-7898666005172368716?l=omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/feeds/7898666005172368716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7455325030529110013&amp;postID=7898666005172368716&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7898666005172368716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7455325030529110013/posts/default/7898666005172368716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgchloeweaver.blogspot.com/2009/01/first-blog.html' title='First Blog.'/><author><name>Chloe Weaver</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17236980774297292442</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bdU-4MUyrrE/SocP4ilc7FI/AAAAAAAAAD8/HZuoqu-mqS4/S220/%23a1+July+09+(10).JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
