<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sat, 05 Oct 2024 02:16:32 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>funny</category><category>2011</category><category>happy</category><category>humour</category><category>angry</category><category>annoyed</category><category>cute</category><category>december</category><category>elephant</category><category>favorites</category><category>favourites</category><category>glee</category><category>how to</category><category>irritate</category><category>kian</category><category>lol</category><category>modern family</category><category>november</category><category>person</category><category>titanic</category><category>update</category><title>VelvetCupcakes</title><description>It&#39;s cute because it&#39;s got a picture of a cupcake on it, right?</description><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-7322888852139117392</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 00:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-08T00:19:37.751+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2011</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cute</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">december</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">happy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kian</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">update</category><title>Kian - an update</title><atom:summary type="text">So any readers who actually read my blog and care about it at all (maybe the one of you that there is) will remember that a year ago, or actually 13 months ago I posted to tell all that my nephew had been brought into the world.&amp;nbsp;

Obviously much has changed with said nephew, he has gone from being a baby who can only sleep, cry and poop to turning into this scamp who likes to pull anything </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2011/12/kian-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-6317694695261707424</guid><pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2011 16:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-06T16:54:11.156+00:00</atom:updated><title>Writing</title><atom:summary type="text">For as long as I can possibly remember I have wanted to write, to be considered and known as a writer. I believe that one day it will happen, one day I will have published work instead of just meaningless blogs on the internet but in the meantime I find it difficult to live this hum-drum, day-to-day life of... nothing.&amp;nbsp;


Every day that goes by and I write nothing is a day wasted and yet I </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2011/12/writing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-6570387498017573530</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2011 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-21T16:48:24.101+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2011</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">favorites</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">favourites</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">glee</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">modern family</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">november</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">titanic</category><title>November Favourites</title><atom:summary type="text">So my&amp;nbsp;friend&amp;nbsp;has started doing this thing on his blogs monthly where he puts his favourite things of the moment down, so I decided to perhaps do the same. It&#39;ll be good for me to get back into the swing of things!


TV Show



Right now I am just loving Modern Family. I started watching it a couple of weeks ago at the insistence on one of my friends and already have seen the whole first</atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2011/11/november-favourites.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-5914185976204650611</guid><pubDate>Mon, 21 Nov 2011 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-21T15:25:15.773+00:00</atom:updated><title>Wow...</title><atom:summary type="text">So it&#39;s been a long long time since I posted on here! I used to have funny things to post but at the moment I&#39;ve not got anything, sort of moved on to tumblr so...&amp;nbsp;</atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2011/11/wow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-5571406902974437784</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Dec 2010 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-01T17:16:04.795+00:00</atom:updated><title>Christmas</title><atom:summary type="text">And so December is upon us, which means in just twenty-five days (or less depending on when you are reading this) it shall be Christmas Day.&amp;nbsp;


I love Christmas, I love getting excited for it, I love decorating the flat for Christmas, I love standing outside in the freezing cold pretending to like mulled wine (for 2 sips and then giving it to someone else) that you paid an absolute fortune </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-1004626737139444069</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Nov 2010 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-18T18:13:25.446+00:00</atom:updated><title>My Experience With Presentations</title><atom:summary type="text">So as I have previously mentioned on this blog, I&#39;m not the worlds best person when it comes to presentations, in fact, I&#39;m really quite terrible with them. My problem is that I work myself up so much about them, that it&#39;s easier just to not think about it, and pretend that absolutely nothing is happening, pretend that I don&#39;t have to get up and stand and talk about things in front of people for </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-experience-with-presentations.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhgy8OsIizpPYNn8zm2bt2USShvK7mBWa25yuPdIwVxCFmu-ig2RsWeES6Afxj0FkBGyWNJtkSznNXY7YIHeASa43SgUwYNPRAiQzODA9ove8a9ZbmGvwh9B09U9ZQus_SKCbAy10Xsg0/s72-c/denialgraph.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-10489554691525366</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Nov 2010 15:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-16T15:44:11.433+00:00</atom:updated><title>40 Things</title><atom:summary type="text">This is a blog meme I found a while ago, I don&#39;t have the link to it anymore but if anyone fancies copying it from me go ahead! Although this isn&#39;t my own original material (well the answers are but not the questions).
1. What did you do in 2010 that you’d never done before?I started university!2. Did you keep your New Years’ resolutions, and will you make more for next year?I didn&#39;t really have </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/40-things.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-1411301943335808562</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Nov 2010 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-15T03:55:42.212+00:00</atom:updated><title>Dec and Sarah&#39;s Fun Story</title><atom:summary type="text">So my friend Dec and I were bored one lonely night on the internet.... and we decided to write a story... we have yet to title it as it has yet to come up with a point. But here it is:


Once upon a time there was a woman named Belinda, Belinda didn&#39;t like her name, so she changed it to Carolyn. She thought this name went with her personality so much better so once she had decided on her name she</atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/dec-and-sarahs-fun-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-901341791900475592</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Nov 2010 01:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-15T01:30:38.026+00:00</atom:updated><title>Journey to.... THE BEGINNING OF TIME.</title><atom:summary type="text">Okay so the title may&amp;nbsp;be a little over&amp;nbsp;exaggeration, I actually just went back to the beginning of when I joined facebook. I joined facebook what could be considered a little late, early 2009. In fact I do recall the only reason I joined was to play &#39;myFarm&#39; which is rather embarrassing to admit. I had another facebook account back in 2007, and I stopped using it because I neither liked</atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/journey-to-beginning-of-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEle3POOH5-yACZIFBrV6C2TTWhy4VQRytJwkWH_lvY6GnPDnsU4KtzJicOxYUWK7inQzRZtNXnwDO4hFKEb1gmlrs9PghIFGr6BW05Gb56bwor8kJAfz-sVDGAbhZRf3MkTUmC0tPQM/s72-c/facebookstart.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-6623281972552767487</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Nov 2010 04:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-17T23:41:20.633+00:00</atom:updated><title>Drunk</title><atom:summary type="text">See this is exciting. I don&#39;t know why but I felt the need to drink my way through a whole bottle of wine when I have uni and work thenext day. I know what you&#39;re thinking: Sarah! You&#39;re a GENIUS!&amp;nbsp;Well yes, I am thank you very regonsing this very amazing fact, yeah.&amp;nbsp;


You know how everyone always has that moment when they realise they are drunk, like when you&#39;re out at a party and you </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/drunk.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-707420001807353674</guid><pubDate>Thu, 11 Nov 2010 11:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-11T11:52:44.951+00:00</atom:updated><title>When I Go Shopping....</title><atom:summary type="text">Okay so when I was little, I used to hate when my mam went shopping. I hated&amp;nbsp;it. She never followed a list, so it would be like wandering around every single aisle for ages and ages, it felt like she had to look at every single item in the shop before deciding what she was getting and not getting, obviously it wasn&#39;t that bad but when you&#39;re a kid an hour spent in the shops feels like </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/when-i-go-shopping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-639036664800861430</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Nov 2010 17:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-07T17:25:37.416+00:00</atom:updated><title>Avoiding Responsibility</title><atom:summary type="text">We all do it, don&#39;t we? Hell, I&#39;m avoiding responsibility right now (I&#39;m actually avoiding just doing anything). This is what I am avoiding doing just now.&amp;nbsp;


- clothes on the floor need picked up... two second job? But I don&#39;t want to get up.
- university psychology coursework needs to be done... when is that due again? Oh yeah, 10th November, plenty&amp;nbsp;of time (Um, not really).
- Spoken </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/avoiding-responsibility.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTLeoZxWFJHl_TnV632pj_vHEzP7fOqt5zeLBwgY3mtRPjjv_agza4aMMAoCeRreTy52H6jqUNkap9YQTUDPkK1LYlZWH1RvkEnsZI2CuYR7OmbuwiKR-Ceg5b-dKjmaYVOIIgDx7u86U/s72-c/stress.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-4897801879057916180</guid><pubDate>Sat, 06 Nov 2010 18:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-06T20:01:02.225+00:00</atom:updated><title>What I Am Afraid Of</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m scared of a lot of silly things, I don&#39;t like not being in control of myself so I don&#39;t particularly enjoy alcohol (although I do drink it sometimes) and I don&#39;t like drugs at all. I don&#39;t like spiders, and creepy crawlies as already mentioned in this&amp;nbsp;post. I&#39;m not a huge fan of deep water in the sea because you just don&#39;t&amp;nbsp;know what&#39;s down there.&amp;nbsp;


This is how I imagine it in </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/what-i-am-afraid-of.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKEH1sw4WBA7D6uIW0VXj2Kx7f43zMuEoNo1fm4yXoyD9FxEEn1wlnZI5eOJX7IL4q_TFqrPO1FehDc6pdh3Tn3HrkYo7zoVTAmaGfafpAQvi-XFgwat1NYScv6YCArWP6IHsJThgm-Bw/s72-c/rawrshark.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-8111924068431152663</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Nov 2010 13:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-12T22:48:29.066+00:00</atom:updated><title>Kian and Fridge/Facebook Disappointment</title><atom:summary type="text">Kian is a very new member of the family, an absolutely gorgeous new member of the family. He is my nephew and was born at 2.17pm on Monday 1st November and he&#39;s so tiny. Because he&#39;s so young all he can really do is sleep, cry, and poop but still. He is so lovely when he is just sleeping in your arms. My sister and her husband will be such excellent parents, too.&amp;nbsp;


Can I take him home? </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/kian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KgIqQvYUs3I/SrfNuRu0t0I/AAAAAAAASsI/FpjF0Ffc_B0/s72-c/fridge_01_400x400.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>7</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-6955095450696174706</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 11:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-03T11:21:48.556+00:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">angry</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">annoyed</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">happy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">how to</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">irritate</category><title>How To... Irritate Me Part 2</title><atom:summary type="text">Since my original&amp;nbsp;post&amp;nbsp;on &#39;How To Irritate Me&#39;&amp;nbsp;was probably my most looked at post so far, I decided to take the easy way out of actually having to think of a new post idea (I know, I&#39;m very lazy) and just do a second one to that since I think you will find a LOT of things irritate me, seriously. But I think that&#39;s the same for everyone.


Anyway let&#39;s move on, down to what I find </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/how-to-irritate-me-part-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-8409008064764073336</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Nov 2010 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-03T23:36:23.961+00:00</atom:updated><title>Why I Hate Forkytails</title><atom:summary type="text">Okay, so if you don&#39;t know what a forkytail is, it&#39;s the Shetland word for &#39;earwig&#39;. They are the most disgusting creatures on the planet. The reason a forkytail is called such, is because well, if you&#39;ve ever looked at one closely - I have not in reality but Google images is good place to start even if it does feel like they are crawling all over my legs right now - they have a very forklike </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/11/why-i-hate-forkytails.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivW6VDTi5GxtSDrnhG-FJoNCxrX-XPsyIhWntQF0W9FqxgWPkcosmqLUPb1egFcNoL3SbMCb0HtomY1Lsb8s2xH62n15KGSasbiQOogF3KQptmL6sO0o29TJaSF_qiD6qotHNRE2TL2p0/s72-c/killyouforky.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-4813480677085994395</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2010 22:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-28T23:31:15.977+01:00</atom:updated><title>Halloweeeeeen</title><atom:summary type="text">Halloween is upon us yet again! I don&#39;t do an awful lot for Halloween, last year I dressed up as a zombie type thing - I really just did what most people do last minute on Halloween and covered myself and an old top in fake blood, never fails! People said I looked scary.&amp;nbsp;


Pictured: Zombie.
But this year I won&#39;t be doing very much at all because I just don&#39;t have the money, the original </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/10/halloweeeeeen.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHtuUU0S-7j7ICMvX0pxxvRUIMCSB9JlfhfwBDtO8g3Smpe4M-1jjpuXGTY3nBQoGX8xyntANtj6LyauIPhbMXf_TK5ZwtqDj5D1XzM-2_7SJIPYr457iZUGRXUvL9JcOOhJdI6TznhoA/s72-c/pumkpin.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-2755302664934197214</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Oct 2010 11:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-28T17:14:25.809+01:00</atom:updated><title>The Interview</title><atom:summary type="text">So the other day I had an interview at a large supermarket near me, literally about a twenty minute walk away, it was good, life is good, I was happy and excited as this wasn&#39;t the first interview I had been to with them, I had been called back from a group interview. I took this as a great thing and was very excited as well, I am very poor right now and need money more than anything.&amp;nbsp;


So </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/10/interview.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4B-C9SJ-yGamrUNAR7-3TAoSvrCscDS4ETzJO415eUVLK9DydWBF0OYn7Uh9ulgunKq2EEo-S0RTyXh4645OsGkHlAG5eGalkG3L5RYboFMdCXYWpG2gBOCoAdte01Yv6qMSLARWCXjc/s72-c/happytoOMG.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-7927910005263967923</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 Oct 2010 04:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-27T05:29:41.579+01:00</atom:updated><title>Creativity is Wasted</title><atom:summary type="text">Sometimes I feel like my creativity is wasted, I drew an amazing picture earlier one that I was pretty happy about and my friend just asked me if I was high.&amp;nbsp;






Okay so maybe, maybe&amp;nbsp;she had a point. Anyway to further prove my point that I am an excellent artist, I drew her this picture.&amp;nbsp;



That is all.&amp;nbsp;</atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/10/creativity-is-wasted.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYRqMWqBA3UFFsxGpGxikO7FBtpQpnT5PvDogfDqIcNJak4reiMyCDyfNQgmvl35AzXAepVW4Xr2wEggET8kaU1yzaQmINC3ofSvTjGfij1fyB3-bDM-mZ94sEDpOERQ4ryYaCr0Ykkc4/s72-c/HELP.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-304403863877356849</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Oct 2010 06:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-26T14:01:34.475+01:00</atom:updated><title>How To... Irritate Me</title><atom:summary type="text">In case you are ever looking to try and annoy me, or make me angry with you, here are some very easy, very simple ways to do it. Although unless you are a close family member or a best friend then chances are I am not going to do anything about it except be angry on the inside. I find it difficult to show my anger easily, I hate confrontation. So my excuse for those close to me is that if I am </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/10/how-to-irritate-me.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-4284097174741096697</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Oct 2010 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-10-20T14:06:32.641+01:00</atom:updated><title>University</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear University,&amp;nbsp;
Why are you so difficult? You make me get up at 7am on days where I just want to lie in bed until 12pm, don&#39;t you know how hard it is to get out of bed of a morning? That&#39;s why I never go to that one 9.15am lecture, it isn&#39;t you, it&#39;s me. Really.&amp;nbsp;
And then there&#39;s this &#39;studying&#39; issue, I don&#39;t want to study, I want to sit around in my dressing gown watching Lost and </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/10/university.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3224819865026022211.post-2850574363975717753</guid><pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2010 18:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-09-23T03:01:17.509+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">elephant</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">humour</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">lol</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">person</category><title>Elephant Person</title><atom:summary type="text">Dear Elephant Person


I have nicknamed you so because when you walk down the communal flights of stairs in my flat building, you do it so loudly and so heavily that the building shudders and on many occasions I have wondered whether you are multiple people, or indeed, an elephant.&amp;nbsp;


In fact when I hear you, above me coming down the top flight of stairs a sense of dread fills me as slowly </atom:summary><link>http://sazcmc.blogspot.com/2010/09/elephant-person.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (sazcmc)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item></channel></rss>