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  <title>becca xo</title>
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    <name>becca xo</name>
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  <updated>2007-09-18T13:03:36Z</updated>
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    <title>london fashion week</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T13:02:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T13:03:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">started this week on a bad note, one of slight (ahem) illness, but have significantly recovered just in time to for a trip to welwyn and a few (or ten) drinks in hitchin before my return to robin hood country. i have packed nothing. absolutely nothing and i'm not even sure what household appliances are already in my house, or if i have paid the rent this month. i am neither bothered nor concerned by this matter and am assuming that as soon as i arrive in notts i will land on my feet with no major issues. more than excited to start year 2 of uni, the work load i'm guessing will be pretty tedious but i've already been invited to my first houseparty next monday so all work related thoughts are out the window. last few days at work, and i have no money to show for it, all be it i have no overdraft now which is a positive thought and actually am i am quite content with my whole new wardrobe of clothes hah. those select few in notts i will perform a nice little catwalk runway for. oh and speaking of catwalks i've had a very busy week this week. this is absolutely, definately, totally, genuinely me modelling for PPQ at london fashion week. arent i fabulous darlings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/peaches-1a.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/m_fd594cdea099d61c4c413c126fb7b9a8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>hard at work</title>
    <published>2007-07-05T12:05:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-05T12:07:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>at work so none obvz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so basically being a receptionist is pretty darn easy. answering approx 4 calls every hour and the rest of the time i get to use the net woop woop! i seem to be getting into a monotanous routine these days of getting up and eating chocolate cake for breakfast, going to work (ie. sitting on the internet) and big brother with the occasional jog incorporated into that. how bland. i need to go out immediately! watched factory girl again last night for about the millionth time so cannot really think of what to fill this post with apart from with edie &amp;lt;3 realised today whilst smiling and answering phones i dont ever put pictures on my lj. so hey presto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/edie-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/ediesedgwick0fm.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;she literally is the definition of beauty in my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/pg129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/edie.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;sienna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/stedie.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;probably my favourite, my desktop background&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v733/b3xxx/factory_girl_miller_hayden.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;yeah and this is from the film, but its just cause i adore hayden mm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;going to LDN for the weekend tomorrow. back on sunday. staying at a friend from unis tomorrow night and then saturday am going to shop until my feet bleed (and my bank account) i'm heading straight for the urban outfitters sale. my dads being all "EUGHHH SHE HASNT EVEN GOT HER FIRST PAY CHECK YET AND SHES ALREADY SPENDING IT" oh just.go.away. actually cannot wait to go to fabric for my birthday. going to see scratch perverts dj (again) in about three weeks. i think i'm looking forward to it too much though. birthdays never really exceed my expectations but we'll see aye. miss alot of people from uni so much! oh and other news: i'm becoming a facebook addict.</content>
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    <title>the end...</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T13:11:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-13T13:11:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>run run run- the velvet underground</lj:music>
    <content type="html">... of year one at university and i could not be more upset about it right now. i'm sitting in a empty room all alone with just a few bags and this computer right now and this will be the last time i'll do that. it sounds really cliche but this room has so many good memories (the black stain on the carpet- hair dying experiment, the chips in my desk- tom trying to use it as a bottle opener, my broken bin- joe got drunk and threw it out the window, broken chair- sophie haha) but i think i need to move on now and forget a few of the more "painful" ones and make new ones. ahhh tears are now forming in my actual eyes. its just horrible to think as of today i am no longer a fresher and the real work is going to start in september. i also wish i could have ended my last term of uni a bit better. this last term has been amazing, better than i thought it could be but all good things come to an end. i dont like this post. its too sad. i'm also really starting to wish i hadn't packed up my things when my dad isn't going to be here for another 4 god damn hours. i know that in every post/ conversation i have these days seems to somehow wind its way back to the topic of university... but its literally my life, and i love it like that which is why when i say goodbye to everyone here in a few hours time, i know i'll have lovely weepy panda eyes. thanks eyeliner. see yazzz in summer x</content>
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    <title>regrets</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T23:12:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T23:12:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>broken social scene-anthems for a 17 year old girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">back in nottingham after a good... but lets say "eventful" easter. was lovely to see everyone again saw alot more of the winstonator and kat than i thought i would which is always a plus. there are a few things that i really miss when i'm in nottingham and sad as it sounds... the hart is one of them. i guess i like the atmosphere of it and the fact that you can potter around hitchin and always see a familiar face. had quite a few drunken adventures, you can never have too many of them in your time aaaand i think its fair to say i have an adopted family now, the wintons. they're pretty neat hah. unfortunately there were a few ahem minor ahem setbacks that occured.... including failing my driving test for STUPID REASONS... which i am going to blame on the next setback... being punched in the eye by a psycho drunk guy in the cinema of all bloody places resulting in a black eye named lloyd (who actually i have grown to love and cherish now from all the sympathy he gets me even though hes faded to just a mere patch of yellow beneath my eye) went up north for a bit to see family and my cousin took me out which was quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;i love days when you literally have nothing to do and you can just relax but recently i've had alot of time to think and i was just realising all the missed opportunities i've had. i'm not one of those girls who regrets her actions because i think foolish mistakes build your character. theres nothing i actually wish i hadnt done but what i do regret is not doing things and not taking full advantage of situations i've been put in, in the past. hmmm. just a thought. i'll bear this in mind in the future.</content>
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    <title>and so it continues...</title>
    <published>2006-11-30T20:50:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-30T20:50:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">haven't wrote on here for a while so i thought i woulddd&lt;br /&gt;i have finally got rid of my cold after having it for about 3 weeks. eughgh i think my body is getting fed up of living on vitamin tablets. however tomorrow it'll be living off vitamin tablets and advent calender chocolates :D cant believe its that time of year again already. i am ridiculously excited! i'm kinda looking forward to going home now cause everyone at uni has spent all their loans (including me) and i want to go home and see my family and bake mince piessss :D:D:D i havent seen my folks in over a month now which i find really weird. and i cant wait to see all my friends and go out with them. i think my poor liver has exhausted itself from alcohol though so i might give that a miss. the only thing i hate about christmas time is bloody happy couples. makes me vommmmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm going to bed earlier for the first time in about 2 months. i should be really writing an essay on huckleberry finn but bahhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;CHRISTMASSASASASSSSSSSSSSSSSSS TIMEEE XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX :D</content>
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    <title>university life.</title>
    <published>2006-10-01T12:53:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-01T12:53:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tv on the radio- staring at the sun</lj:music>
    <content type="html">...is basically exactly how they portay it in the movies. its absolutely mental. my stomach is in the worst condition its been in EVER. on my first night out i had 3 cocktails, 4 doubles and a glass of wine and was completely wasted. being here is an odd feeling though. after a turbulent year at home with the parents i honestly thought i'd never miss them but i've called them 3 times a day since i've been here. i feel like i've been living here for about a month yet the week has gone by so quickly. its something thats taking alot of getting used to, and the fact that even when you feel at your shittest, you cant lock yourself in your room and cry because making friends atm is so early. i havent seen a familiar face in a week either though which seems to be getting to me now. but i've got a friend coming over tomorrow which will be good. i seriously hope i can find the station though. gawdddd i can see myself getting lost and getting shot down by some crazy gunman which is quite likely as i'm living in the gun crime capital of the country.&lt;br /&gt;anyway tonight i'm off to rock city to see bloc party, the mystery jets and the automatic. its going to be soooo good. and i'm gunna get so wastedddddddd. mhmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;i might go have a nap now. oh the joys of uni life. well to be fair i've been out till 4am every day this week. night everyoneeeeee (this was written at 2pm sunday afternoon btw hah) &lt;br /&gt;might put some pics up later but they're all ridicously embarassing xxxxxxx</content>
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    <title>packing up my life</title>
    <published>2006-09-23T18:17:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-23T18:17:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the klaxons- 4 horsemen of 2012</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i can pretty much fit everything that means anything to me in one suitcase lolz.&lt;br /&gt;okay i lie&lt;br /&gt;maybe not one&lt;br /&gt;four&lt;br /&gt;but still&lt;br /&gt;its all on my bedroom floor atm which is quite concerning as i'm leaving in minus 13 hours and counting. ahhhhh i'm so nervous. i think after the intial shock of it all and actually speaking to my first stranger there it wont be so bad. i just hope to god i dont get wank neighbours in the rooms next to me. ones that play bad music loud or have sex loud would be just awful. anyway i'm guessing i wont be having the internet for at least a week now because even though technically i can have it on monday i probably wont because i'm wack with computers and i have to set up mine MYSELF. dear god.&lt;br /&gt;anyway wish me luck lovelysssss x</content>
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    <title>ghjwgfjkwqef</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T17:45:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T17:45:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>plastic stars- freezepop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i do not feel good.&lt;br /&gt;i have not felt rubbish like this for about 2 years&lt;br /&gt;its weird and its annoying me now. i'm hoping its just nerves about starting uni. some days are good and some are bad but overall i do not feel my usual chirpy loud annoying beca AND I WANT TO BE HER AGAIN. ahhhhh. its stressing me out because i need to be in good form at uni so i can make super cool awesome friends that i can party with all the time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm hoping when i get there i'll start to feel a bit better because at the moment i just feel unsettled all the time.&lt;br /&gt;i'm off out now to a partezzz and i'm going to drink lots and block this out. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note. i got my first glimpse of the new "hollyoaks hunks 2007" calendar today. my oh my was that a treat. justin is right on the front and i could just eat him all up hgfehjwgfwehjgfjq.&lt;br /&gt;and also&lt;br /&gt;MY NEW PHONE ARRIVES TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;its that new slidy samsung one and its on contract babehhhhh&lt;br /&gt;anyone who wants my new number just myspace msg me or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love xxxxxxx</content>
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    <title>benderrrrrrr</title>
    <published>2006-08-22T11:42:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-22T11:45:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>crooked nigga too-2pac</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so my original thoughts this week after about 6 double vodka and cokes last week at the hart was that my body must have gotten used to the alcohol intake therefore meaning i would be inable to get drunk.&lt;br /&gt;after last nights fiasco i have discovered this is very very incorrect. i went to a girl in my year's 18th.&lt;br /&gt;i decided to not eat all day to test my previous theory, and me and tash arrived fasionably late ofcourse only to be greeted by..... unlimited free champagne. obviously we were going to take full advantage of this so after our third glass, i wasnt even feeling tipsy at all so i just thought fuck it and when and got 2 more. and then i felt like such a twat going up to get more champagne from the same people standing behind the bar that i made random boys i dont know get me some instead hahah. i'm not going to fill you in on all the details because from what i remember i'm actually ASHAMED of myself. but i'll probably fill tasha in on it all anyway if her sister hasnt  told her what a state i was in hahahha. oh lordy. i did the shittest job of acting sober on the way home in the car with my dad. he kept asking me questions and more questions and i was trying to not slur my words so just answered "mhmmmm" to everything. he blatenly did it on purpose. and then i got in and my mum did the same thing. so i ran upstairs and threw up everywhere. niceeeee. so yeah thats something to sort out now. lovely. and i still need to finish UPLOADING SONGS. GOD this has taken me like three days to upload all these songs onto my new zen... called justine by the way. and i feel like shittttt and want to go to beddd.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty certain my dad isnt speaking to me aswell. oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;god i hope this is what uni is like hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that i just signed on msn and the first thing that has come up on my screen is someone from the party saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u talk u better walk u better back your shit up with more than good hooks.... says:&lt;br /&gt;u mess lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and also. thanks to tasha for making my livejournal purty ;D</content>
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    <title>the aftermath</title>
    <published>2006-08-18T12:48:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-18T12:48:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>saosin- bury your head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i can honestly say i am in complete shock that i actually got accepted.&lt;br /&gt;i thought this was going to be one of the hardest weeks of my life. i guess i was right, but in an unexpected way.&lt;br /&gt;i came online at 9.01am yesterday morning feeling the most nausiated i have felt without alcoholic influence on ucas to check and it said "congratulations! your offer has been confirmed" i actually looked up on dictionary.com what confirmed meant just to make sure.&lt;br /&gt;so basically in about a month i'm packing my bags and my many many new jackets i've bought recently and trecking up off to the university of nottingham.&lt;br /&gt;i'm fucked off that i didnt keep my A in english but at least i got in and i am so grateful. i dont think i really deserve it because i've been an idiot all summer especially to my family, which i completely regret even though i swear the majority of them are nutjobs for a large proportion of the time.&lt;br /&gt;my grandma was crying down the phone at me and its always nice to hear when she says "oh Rebecca i'm so glad you got in. i really had lost all faith in you" thanks for that grandma. shes off my nottingham visiting list now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit i've missed 5 minutes of neighbours. gahhhhhh!</content>
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    <title>"prelude to the crisis"</title>
    <published>2006-08-16T20:59:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-16T20:59:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the pipettes - your kisses are wasted on me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">fuck fuck fuck.</content>
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    <title>birthday</title>
    <published>2006-08-01T15:36:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-01T15:36:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nowt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">okay so my 18th was 2 days ago&lt;br /&gt;i cant really describe it any other way other than alcohol- fuelled&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my recovery day and kat came over only to watch me suffering and rolling around moaning in my duvet&lt;br /&gt;i dont think it was all a hangover because i feel horrible today still but that might partly be because i cooked a tuna bake thing without defrosting it and it had remenints of ice in it but i ate it anyway. my mum thinks i could get salmonella. and then i took some paracetemol because i have the worst headache and i took 4 tablets over the exceeded dose. oops. oh well, if i drop dead at least i'm 18 now.&lt;br /&gt;i feel ancient and find myself tutting at 12 year old kids these days, sighing and saying "kids these days pffffft"&lt;br /&gt;i might go and buy a bottle of pimms later this week. not because i want too, but because I CAN. i hope i get ID-ed just so i can show them my ID and be like HAH.&lt;br /&gt;my birthday was mostly a blur actually. people keep telling me things that i did and said and i'm just like wtfff. i reckon in total i've had about 2 bottles of vodka, a bottle of champagne a glass of mailbu and coke and a a bit of beer&lt;br /&gt;i dont think thats too bad :/&lt;br /&gt;righttttttt work calls now&lt;br /&gt;i might write on here again next week IF I'M STILL ALIVE i may have died from salmonella.&lt;br /&gt;adiosssssssss</content>
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    <title>birthday</title>
    <published>2006-07-02T21:18:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-02T21:19:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yeah yeah yeahs- date with the night</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ideas for birthday presents for moi:&lt;br /&gt;approximately 26 grand&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;a hollyoaks calendar (male preferably, however the females are hot stuff too)</content>
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    <title>to summarise...</title>
    <published>2006-06-29T11:12:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-29T11:12:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>darkest hour- how the beautiful decay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i just finished my last exam yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i feel this alone is a cause for celebration. however i dont think i deserve one really because i didnt really put enough effort it.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i spent the morning before yesterdays exam cooking pancakes for myself and experimenting with different colour eyeshadow in the mirror.(which did not go down so well. green is now my least favourite colour)&lt;br /&gt;and i went into all those exams far too relaxed. so much so that i was yawning as we were going in. last years exams i was actually shaking as we went in because i was so nervous.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt seem to matter how much my parents drill into me "these are the most important exams of your life" it just seems to go in one ear and out the other, literally.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, nothing i can do now really. just wait till august 17th aka DOOM DAY.&lt;br /&gt;my plan for receiving my results is to arrive before everyone else at school, run swiftly to the yr 11 toilets (no one will find me in there) close the door and then stare at the envelope for a few minutes, then open it, then head to sainsburys for the cheapest bottle of vodka possible.&lt;br /&gt;so i have 10 weeks off now&lt;br /&gt;and its the first day of that and i'm already ridiculously bored. so much so that i've tidied my room, colour co-ordinated my wardrobe and re-arranged my makeup in size order. yuppppp. thats not right really.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE PLEASE GIVE ME SOMETHING TO DO.</content>
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    <title>the summer</title>
    <published>2006-06-16T21:16:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-02T21:19:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the rakes- terror!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i love the summer in so many ways, buying nice sun hats, the fact that i have no essays to write, visiting the beach and getting sand in my shoes, frying myself in the garden so i have brown legs and arms, burnt red shoulders and a white stomach, creating myself into a kebab like feature, and eating excessive amounts of icecream.&lt;br /&gt;However, nothing in this world comes without disadvantages. And bugs are one disadvantage to the summer. i'm not one of those kind of pathetic girls who at the sight of a bee runs inside flapping my arms about or seeing as spider and jumping onto the highest object in the room. no, i'm pretty good with bugs usually but last night was a bit of a piss take really. I was trying to sleep when i felt this fluttering around my face. I turned the light on and looked in the mirror, only to find a GIANT MOTH ON MY NOSE. It must have been at least the size of my little finger and i could see its eyes twitching. So i got a plastic bag and put it in it then placed it in my bin and retired back to bed. I tried to get to sleep again only to hear creepy, little fluttering noises that it was making, desperately trying to escape. So i thought, fuck this, and took my entire bin downstairs and went back to bed. If i tried really hard, i could still hear a faint fluttering. eugghghg. And then about 5 minutes later.... what did i feel on my nose again. thats right mr. moth. it was like return of the living moths. i actually screamed for my mum, who wasnt best pleased at 1am and made her put it outside and then remained squawking about it to her for about a further 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to become a moth exterminator if my english career fails.</content>
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